Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1921-06-16
CHAPTER sEVEN-continued.

ST1AT m SENEN-OOntlnucus
H.
MY Godp' she exclaimed. "What
a nasty liar you arer'
1t was not ladylike but, at that
moment the lady was temporarily
absent.
Mother, I'm glad you say that" ;"
the girl answered still very calmly,
although her fingers trembled a little
as she felt the violets, and her voice
was not quite steady. "It shows that
am not so stupid at home as I am
at school,"
The girl rose and threw down the
violets and her mild and listless man.
ner. A look of defiance flied her
face and her figure. Mrs. Bing arose,
sher eyes aglow with anger.
I'D like to know what you mean" r"
she said under her breath.
Il mean that if l am a liar, you
taught me how to be it. Ever since
l was knee-high, you have been teach
ing me to deceive my father. 1 am
not going to do it any longer. I am
going to find my father and tell him
the truth. 1 shall not wait another
minute. He will give me better ad-
vice than you have given, hope"
The words had fallen rapidly from
her lips and, as the last one was
spoken, she hurried out of the room.
Mrs. Bing threw herself on the couch
where she lay with certain bitter
memories, until the new maid came
to tell her that it was time to dress.
She was like one reminded of NOR
tality after coming out of ether.
"Oh, Lord ~ she murmured wearily.
II feel like going to bed! How can l
live through that dinner? Please
bring me some brandy"
Phyllis learned that her father was
at his office, whittier she proceeded
without a moments delay. She sent
In word that she must see him alone
and as soon as possible. He dismissed
the men with whom he had been talk
ing and invited her into his private
office.
"Well, girl, 1 guess 1 know what is
on your mind" he said. go ahead"
Phyllis began to cry.
"All right! You do the crying
! and I'll do the talking" he went on.
81 feel like doing the crying myself,
but if you want the job, I'll resign
| it to you. Perhaps you can do enough
of that for both of US. l began to
smell a rat the other day. So l sent
! for Gordon King. He came this morn
! ing. / had a long talk with him. He
told me the truth. Why didn't you tell
me? What's the good of having father
unless you use him at times when
his counsel is likely to be worth hav-
ing? l would have made a good
father, if l had had half a chance ]
should like to have been your friend
and confidaht in this important en-.
terprise. l should have been a help
to you. But, somehow, / couldn't get
on the board of directors. You and
your mother have been running the
plant all by yourselves and l guess
it's pretty near bankrupt. Now, my
girl, there's no use crying over spill
tears. Gordon King is not the man
of my choice, but we must all take
hold and try to build him up. Per
haps we can make him pay"
81 do not love him." Phyllis sob
bed.
You married him because you
wanted to. You were not coerced !?
mo, SIR
'Pm sorry, but you'll have to take
your share of the crow with the res
Of u.s." he went on, with a note OF
sternness in his tone. MY girl, whe1
1 make a contract 1 live up to i
and 1 intend that you shall do tht
same. You'll have to learn TO lovt
and cherish this fellow, if he make:
it possible. You and your mothel
believe in woman's rights. l dom
object to that, but you mustn't thinl
that you have the right to break you
agreements unless there's a good rea
son for it. My girl, the marriage con
tract is the most binding and sacred
of all contracts. / want you to d.
your best to make this one a success.
There was the tinkle of the tele
phone bell. Mr.. Bing put the re
teiver to his ear and spoke into tn,
instrument as follows:.
"Yes, she's here! I knew all tn,
facts before she told me. Mr.. De
lane? He's on his way back to New
York. Left on the six-ten. Charged
me to present his regrets and fare
wells to you and Phyllis. 1 though
it best for him to know and to go
Yes, we're coming right home to dress
Mr.. King will take Mr.. Delane's plac,
at the table. Wen make a cleal
breast of the whole business. Brac,
up and eat your crow with a smilin,
face. I'll make a little speech ant
present Mr.. and Mrs. King to ou
friends at the end of it. Oh, now
cut out the sobbing and leave this un
finished business to me and DOM
worry. Well be home in three min
uteS." ..........,s,.,-s,.-.>s