The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1924-03-19
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oouUtIuI luxury OF meditation on
the sadness of life. When Miss
Trevors card was brought to her
she told the servant to show her
up and bring tea Immediately. She
was not interested in Agnes Trevor.
younger sister Of Polly vane. but
at all events she would talk about
her settlement work and give q
comfortably commonplace atmos.
phere to the room in which tragic
clouds were rising. Az it had hap.
pened. Mary. during these past
weeks. had seen little Of New York
women between the relics of her
old set and their lively Sooisty.lov.
ing daughters. The women between
forty and fifty, whether devoted to
fashion. politics. husbands. chill.
dren, or good works, had 50 f$r
escaped her. and Agnes Trevor.
who lived with Mrs. vsne. was
practically the only representative
Of the intermediate age with WHOM
she had exchanged dozen words.
But the admirable spinster had
taken up the cause of the Vienna
children with enthusiasm and
raised a good deal of money, be.
sides contributing literally herself.
She was forty.two, and. although
she was said to have been a beauti.
full girl. was now merely patriciaA
in, appearance. very tall and thin
and spinsterish, with a clean hut
faded complexion, and hair.colored
hair beginning to turn gray. She
had left Society in her early TWEEN.
ties and devoted herself tn moral.
izing the East Side.
She came in with a light step and
an air Of subdued bright energy,
very smartly but plainly dressed in
dark blue tweed. with large black
hat in which wing had been accu.
rately placed by the best milliner
in New York. Hor clothep vcr,
so well.worn, and her grooming
was so meticulous, her accent SD
clean and crisp, her manner so de.
void Of. patronage. yet subtly re-
mote. her controlled heart so kind
that she perenially fascinated the
buxom. rather sloppy. preternatu.
rally acute. and wholly unaristo.
cratic young ladies of the East
Side.
Mary. who had q dangerous hab.
It Of characterizing people in he,
Day Book, had written when sh.
met Agnes Trevor: "She radfate,
intelligence. good will, cherrinesy.
innate superiority and uncompro
Dear Nary" she exclaimed IN
her crisp bright tones a. she 'k.ss.
ed her amiable hostess. How d.
lightful to find you alone. Iwas
afraid you would be surrounded 40 !
usual"
"Oh, my novelty is wearing off,"
said Mary drily. q "But I will tel!
them to admit no one else TODAY.
l find enjoy one person at a time.
One gets rather tired in New York
OF the unfinished sentence"
"Oh. do" Mary's quick eye took
note of a certain depressed excite
ment in the fine eyes of her guest.
who had taken an upright chair.
Lounging did not accord with that
spare ascetic figure. "And youN
are quite right. It ia seldom one
has anything like real converse
ton. One has to 90 for that to
those OF our older women whe
have given up Society to cultivate
the intellects God gave them
Are there any?" murmurel
Mary.
"Oh. my dear. yes. But, Of course,
you've had no time to meet theun}
IL your mad whirl. Now that things
have slowed down . bit you must
meet them"
I'm afraid its too late. I sail
In a fortnight"
"oh!" Miss Trevor's voice shook
oddly. and the slow color crept up
her cheeks But at that moment
the tea was brought In.
VIII you pour it@out?" asked
Mary. I'm feeling rather lazy"
OF course" Miss Trevor was
brightly acqtiescent. She seated
lerself before the table. The man
retired with instructions that Ma
dame was not at home to other
callers.
Ito Be Continued)