The Ontario Argus. (Ontario, Or.) 1???-1947, 1922-06-15
AN 0RvILLE
BY MILDRED WHITE

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Copyright. 1922. Western Newspaper Union
Diana's elder sister brought her
argument to a climax.
Remember, my dear" she said
grandly, that you are an Orville."
"Well," asked Diana testify, "exact-
ly what does that mean? First, and
always, | am an American, and If my
mother chose to fall In love and marry
into an aristocratic old family, why
should | be continually prosecuted
with the factP
Gwendolin shrugged.
Mother was sweet and lovahle
lady. You greatly resemble her pic
lures, Diana. But she wore herself
out endeavoring to live up to the re-
qulrements of fathers family, failing
dispiritedly in the end. Mothers tastes
and ambitions were simple and home
ly, like yours, my dear. The rest of
us are all Orvilles. And don't mind
confessing here, in the secrecy of my
boudoir, That my marriage was made
In accord with the dictates of fathers
family. | owed them that. Aunt Phyl-
lis Orvile talked with me often con.
corning my duty, and Sknew what
would be expected when Grandmother
Orville, in my girlhood, sent me
abroad. | was supposed to repay that
kindness by a gratifying marriage.
And / did. Gordon is banker, COM
ing from one of the finest families In
Boston. There was boy In the coed
college ! attended,"
Gwendolln paused. Her usually
sharp black eyes were filed with
dreams.
"Never mind that episode" she
went on. 81 merely refer to it to show
you that we all have our love affairs
and that they are easily put in abey-
ance. admit rather fancied this
stranger admirer Of yours, until Lots
Adams learned accidentally of his
boarding place. My dearl Think Of
his attentions upon youl | declare It
makes me furious when | realize how
Lois must have laughed in secret over
our humiliation"
"She need not laugh" Diana said,
her quiet tone in pleasant contrast to
her sisters excited one. John Dalton
is a man, whether he lives In the
slums or the exclusive park, though
that 'slum' remark Is an exaggeration.
He does board, he told me so frankly,
In an old and shabby part Of the city
He Is trying to make his way up In
his profession, alone and unaided. He
thought" added Diana bravely, that
we could marry sooner that way. And
nothing in the world" the girl raised
her lovely, flushed face, ''is of conse-
riage-and his profession" -
Gwendolin jumped to her feet.
"Good heavensp she exclaimed.
Has your affair gone as far as that7
What will father say, If you persist IN
this foollshness?" the sister walled.
Diana arose.
II don't know" she replied. 81 guess
I'll go and ask him."
Her father was not in any room
of the apartment which they shared
together, so she sought him later In
his office.
"Father,"' the young, loved daughter
asked abruptly, what became of
Aunt Phyllis Oryille, and why were
my sisters obliged to live up to her
snobbsh standards?"
brought up like a princess, Phyllis
was" he said. 1--WE Orvilles had a
pretty fine home, big stone place facing
Orville court Phyllis inherited the
property and disposed of it, i suppose,
long ago. Foreigners and business
blocks have crowded out the court. It's
called plain Court street now. l never
drive down that way-tarnlshes my
Court street." repeated Diana. "Fa
ther, | came to talk to you about Court
street. It's where a man lives that |
love-"
Love-" whispered Colin Orville. He
stared now at his daughter.
Diana nodded. John is a civil en-
gineer, father" she went ON, land your
own friend Mr.. Stewart thinks great
deal of him. But Gwendolin Is hu.
because want to marry John,
for l am an Orvllle, and he lives on
Court street" The sentences came in
q confused rush.
Deliberately her father arose and
got into his coat. I'VE will go and see
just where he is." he said. I'VE can
talk things over ON the way"
1t was dingy house of past gran.
ieur-oh, very far past, with crowd |
ing stores on either side, and children |
around 1t In foreign |
tongue.
Colin Orville grasped his daugh- |
ter's arm. "Diana," he cried, my |
lear. this Is my old home" He shooh |
MS head sadly. then smiled his whimsi |
,al smile. That, FOR the lasting glory
IF proud name, and proud house."
An old lady opened the door. She
vas tall, white-haired woman, and !
'he opened to them as one comforting
/ favor; then all at once her sternness
Melted into one longing cry.
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