The Wrangell sentinel., 1920-03-04
REFLECTED GLORY
By MILDRED WHITE.

The man in the business suit came Into the brilliantly lighted room, and stood staring nervously about. Far back In screened corner he espied Abbie Ann. and the perplexed frown faded from his face.
 "Where is everybody" he asked in friendly tone.
 Abbie Ann sighed relievedly. Here at last was some one to whom she might speak without a shiver of awe.
 Abbie Ann was vastly proud of her gifted family. their achievement was her joy, but she was weary of the ever anticipated question:
 "DorierT the one presented would murmur. Gan 1t be possible that you are related to Eloise Dorler the art ist?" Or perhaps 1t would be-"Jo- sephine Dorier the musician?"
 When Abbie replied that she was sister the fact never failed to draw an astonished glance in her direction.
 Abbie Ann wondered wistfully what a real home might be-with com- fortably contented family gathered all at one time about the table. Her sisters were so seldom together. Abbie Ann had not even the consolation Of home making; housekeeper attended to that So she spent much of her time in the old garden. dreaming of things which she might do under other cricumstances-of the good she might accomplish for others, if opportunity were hers; there seemed to be little here that she could do for even her self.
 Her face frightened as the im- posing man entered the big, deserted room; she had been tongue-tled before the irreproachable evening dress of the socially prominent. This man, smilingly i'll at ease, seemed some way or other to be in her own predica- ment.
 "You are a guest. are you not?" he asked abruptly.
 Abbie Ann blushed at his apprais- ing glance toward her simple white frock, and nodded.
 "You don't care to dance" He re- K6EOeu CuElOuSIy.
 Abbie Ann shook her head.
 "so few people want me for a part ner," she confessed. "that I'd rather not force them to ask me-"
 The man grinned; it was good-na- tured grin. He drew forth chair and seated himself at her side.
 "My name is Perkins" he an- nounced.
 Abbie Ann bowed. Instinctively she liked this big, plain man with the hu- morous eyes.
 "Mine is Dorier," she responded. and expectantly awaited his question.
 "Not," he began
 "Yes," she said. "I am related te Eloise and Josephine, I'm their sister. and I neither paint nor play"
 It was the mans turn to interrupt.
 "All right" he said, "glad 10 hear 1t. Then I shan't be called upon to listen while you perform, or compli- ment a painting which I don't in tho least understand"
 For a moment of understanding sym- pathy the two looked into each others eyes and laughed.
 "You mustn't think that don't ap- preciate my sisters" Abbie Ann has, tened to add. "It's just because I'm such a nonentity myself that l de spise comparison. The only reason that people bear with me at all is because I'm in the family
 Reelected glory!" laughed the man, land have you no special desire in your own direction?"
 "Td love-" she said, "to have lots and lots of money to spend"
 "Well," he thoughtfully reflected. "the wise expenditure of money is an art in itself. Now. suppose" he leaned toward her amusedly, "you were pos sessed of lots of money; how you'd you dispose of it?"
 Abbie Ann spoke eagerly. shyness and constraint forgotten.
 "Td build home for poor convales- cents." she said, "those you know who must leave hospitals and have no money for further care. And I'd have a big country summer place for ailing children of the poor. and-O!-there are so many splendid things that one might do with money.
 "Mr. Perklns!" laughingly called the hostess. "Why did you not announce your presence? AS guest of honor your behavior Is inexcusable."
 The big man arose.
 "Apologies!" he said. "1 came hero direct from the station. my train be- ing delayed. did not wish to break In or your frivolities."
 Confusedly. Abbie Ann retired to her corner. The proud hostess drew forth the noted Josephine and Eloise for presentation. Eloise sought her out later. "How in the world?" she asked. "did you become acquainted with Tyron Perkins. the multi-millionalre?"
 Abbie Ann's eyes widened.
 "You don't mean." she asked incred- ulously "that this MT. Perkins Is the millionaire you and Josephine have been so excited over meeting" l. -t