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n stirred to its depths by unlooked-for happenings. Very shortly after their refusal of Mr. Anderson's offer, their only brother, whose home was on the Hudson within easy di

Ripley had been quarantined by scarlet fever during the summer of her sixteenth year, and in Europe the following summer,

to them the new books while they did fancy-work. A certain amount of coy coquetry was to be expected-would be welcomed, in fact, for there were too many Miss Ripleys already. Proper facilities would be offered to her admirers, but they took for granted that s

ook precedence over every other emotion as she

must go out sailing the fi

hand she had carried a tennis-racket in its case, in the other, a bag of golf clubs, as she alighted from the vehic

, noticing, doubtless, that her ex

d. "I haven't been in a sa

steam yac

r. Anderson, a w

n the haven which the indentations of the coast afforded, along which at intervals groups of y

omas, the coachman, will take you out rowing sometimes

Rebecca, failing to note her

on land. I've had a sailboat since I was thirteen, and

ung lady now," s

d with a smile. "I must remember that, I suppose; but it will be hard to change all at once." Thereupon she stepped lightly t

powers,'" murmured Miss Rebecca

wered Miss Carry. "But she's fresh as a rose, and wide

diving from the rocks and performing water feats which dazed her anxious guardians. Indeed, she fairly lived in her bathing-dress until the novelty wore off. Thomas, the coachman, who had been a fisherman in his day, announced with a grin, after accompanying her on the trial t

bicycle wherever the interest of the moment called her, and deplored the solemnity of the family carryall. When her aunts declared that a wheel was too undignified a vehicle on which to go out to luncheon, she compromised on a pony cart as a substitute, for she could drive almost as well

an," said Miss Rebecca pensively one morning, just after Mabel's departure for the tennis-court. "But I must confess that she's the life of the place, and we

pecked at their food and had to lie down most of the time. Now they eat it. What I can't get quite used to is the habit of letting young men call them by their first names on short acquaintance. In my time,"

ordingly. If they chose to make embarrassing speeches regarding one's personal appearance and to try to be alone with one as much as possible, while such favoritism was rather a fillip to existence, it wa

only son of his father, was knocked overboard by the boom while showing the heels of his thirty-foot knockabout to the hired boat of his neighbor, Miss Mabel Ripley. They were not racing, for his craft was unusually fast, as became a multi-millionaire's playthi

o, in all probability, they would have been too late. When he came up the second time it was on the port bow of the Firefly, but completely out of reach. Giving the tiller to her friend, and stripping off superfluous apparel, Mabel jumped overboard in time to grasp and hold the drownin

Walker suggested that the Humane Society would be sure to take the matter up and confer a medal upon the heroine. The members of the Anderson family came severally to express with emotion their gratitude and admiration.

testimony to the greatness of the m

eaven. It was to ponder it again after having pondered it for twenty-four hours that the Ripley sisters found themselves in their

were to marry him; because she saved his life, I mean. If he had saved hers, as used to happen, she would ne

er elbows. "And there was nothing to do about it-even if we desired to. I can't help, though

with multi-millionaires for the rest of our days. It's depressing ethically; but there's no use in quarrelling with one's own flesh and

mured Miss Carry. "He gives her

to inquire if love was to be attested by eigh

he gravel path interrup

n, père" said Miss

ake possession," r

d to accept the situation with good grace. Their niece was over head and ears in love with a young man whose personal character, so far as they knew, was not ope

made up their minds that they

n has inf

paused. His habitually confident m

e could be no engagement until aft

xt. Could he possibly be meditating purse-proud opposition? The Ripley blue blood simmered at

uld command anything. I discovered that I was mistaken. It provoked me, but it set me thinking. I've

listeners sought in vain to connect it with the i

or one of your folk were in my shoes. I'm a very rich man, as you know. If your niece marries my son her childr

gentle sigh of relie

ut knowing the truth, and perhaps when you he

s faculties for the crucial words as a carter rests his hor

ad capital it would be easy to make money breed money. Well, one day I borrowed from the bank, without the bank's leave, $3,000 in order to speculate. I won on that deal and the nex

dkerchief across his forehead like one who

e confession was, Miss Rebecca, reluctant to beli

ou-er-misappropr

ezzler, stric

s

y I told you this," he

stand," said

ly," exclaimed Miss Ca

Mr. Anderson," said Miss R

of my mind as a rankling sore, growing as I grew in wealth and respectability. I made a bluff at believing that it didn't matter, and tha

edge of the lawn, coming up from the beach. "But I don't thi

said Miss Rebecc

glances, trying to rea

said Miss Rebecca. "It's for our niece to

would say. In our time it would probably have been different, on account of the family-and heredity; but Mabel is a modern girl. And a modern girl wo

e light of hope, and he turned to the elder

g justice were a little disconcerted. Neverth

the fathers should be visited on the chi

s of his emotion for some fit expression of gratitude, he bent forward and, ta

e kissed her fingers instead. But she was used to taking the second place in the household, a

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gton and those prominent in his generation were in their heyday, Saville Street had been sacred to private residences from one end to the other, but the tide of fashion had been drifting latterly. There was already another sch

but his own, which was exactly opposite, and which he had occupied for more than forty years. It was a conviction of Mr. Ramsay's that there was a conspiracy on foot to purchase his house, and accordingly he took every opportunity to declare that he would never part with an inch of his land while he was in the flesh. A w

grandmother had been the sister of Mr. Ramsay's father, would some day be the owner of the house on Saville Street. At least, confident expectation that this would come to pass had long restrained Mr. Barker from letting any one but his better half know that he regarded his Cousin Homer as an irascible old curmudgeon; and perhaps, on the other hand, had justified Mr. Ramsay in his own mind for referring in common

r mind that she could never be really happy again, she was resolved neither to mope nor to be a burden on any one. Mr. Mills, the executor of Mr. Cherrington's estate, who believed himself to be a judge of human nature withal, had observed that she seemed a little overwrought, as though she had lived on her nerves; but

been used to plain living and high thinking from her girlhood. Even parents who find it difficult to keep the wolf at a respectful distance by untiring economy will devise some means to make an only daughter look presentable on her first appearance in society. Fine feathers do not make fine birds, and yet the consciousness of a becoming gown will irradiate the cheek of beauty. Elizabeth at ei

ssmates from Philadelphia, when they became confidential in the small hours of the morning, asked each other what Tom's mother would say. Tom was a senior, and it was generally assumed that matters would culminate on Class-day evening, that evening of all evenings in the collegiate world sacred to explanation and vows. Elizabeth lay awake all that night, remembering that she had let Tom have his impetuous say, and that at the end he had folded her in his arms and kissed her. Not until the next morning,

g that the partners with whom she danced at the college assemblies during the next five years described her to each other as steely. Indeed, she danced and prattled with such vivacious energy, and her black eyes shone so like beads, that college tradition twisted her story until it ran that she had thrown over Tom Whittemore, the most popular man of his day, and that she had

onds had ceased to pay interest, had added that she was in the same boat with many of the best people; which ought to have been a consolation, had she needed any. But this loss of the means of living had seemed a mere trifle beside her other griefs; indeed, it acted as a spur rather than a bludgeon. The same pride which had prompted her to continue

hat Mrs. Cyrus Bangs had intrusted her little girl to the tender mercies of Miss Whyte that Mrs. Horace Barker subdued the visions of scarlet-fever, bad air, and evil communications which haunted her, sufficiently to

sed to let Margery, Gladys, and Dorothy go. Only you must have a very clear understanding with Miss Whyte, at the outset, as to hours and ventilation and Gladys's hot milk. We c

saw fit to proffer them? He expected to find a cringing, deferential young person, who would, in the interest of her own bread and butter, accede without a murmur to any stipulations which so important a patroness as Mrs. Horace Barker might see fit to impose. He became conscious, in the first place, that the school-mistress was a much more attractive-looking young person than he had anticipated, a

ome half an hour earlier than the rest would interfere with the proper conduct of the school. I will do my best to have the ventilation satisfactory, and perhaps I can manage to provide some hot m

n that a school-mistress could have principles

ire that her preferences regarding hours should be observe

snapped noticeably. "It is quite out of the question, Mr. Barker," she said with decision. "Much

to send her children elsewhere," he said solemn

as I do my other pupils," said Elizabeth, quietly. "But if my reg

closely cropped beard to exceed the limits which he imposed upon it. He simply bowed stiffly, and turning to the Misses Barker, who, under the supervision of a nurse, whom

. Homer Ramsay, who was taking his morning stroll. The old gentleman was standing leaning on his cane, glaring across the street; and, by way o

door to my house-an oculist, he calls himself. In my day, a man who was fit to call himself a doctor could set a leg, or examine your eyes, or tell what was th

cing his eyeglass astride his nose to examine the obnoxious sign acr

old-fashioned doctor, thank Heaven! And I'm not dead yet, as the speculators who have their eyes on my house and are waiting for me to die will find out." Mr. Ramsay scowled ferociously; then casting a sweeping glance from

that I cannot consent to let my daughters remain with her. In my opinion, so arbitrary a young person should be checked; and my belief is that before many

look back at the late Mr. Cherrington's house, as though it had acquired a new interest in his eyes. His daily promenade was six times up and six times down Saville Street; and he happened to complete the last lap, so to speak

d she was therefore considerably astonished to see him sudden

with the directness of an old man who

. I'm Mis

e Barker, put you down. I'll stand by you, too; you can tell him that. Break up your school? I should like to see him do it. Had

e to accommodate him, that was all," answered Elizabeth, who found herself emin

. I know him; he's my first cousin once removed, and the only relation I've le

ker would do anything so unju

ips. But he shan't; not while I'm in th

lizabeth

ome a school-teacher,

o earn m

but now the rich ones are those who get husbands, and

g to the rescue of the sex she despised. "But," she added, "there are many girls nowadays who are poor who prefer

tainly turned upside down. Well, I like your spirit, though I don't approve of your methods. I just droppe

erself to say that she was very much

dodge, but Elizabeth's code did not allow her to put herself under obligations to any man. To tell the truth, she was in such a brown study over the events of the morning that she had become practically oblivious of her surroundings. When she recovered sufficiently from her confusion at her clumsiness to take in the details of the situation, sh

responsibility, that her own sensibilities were speedily comforted. She found herself, after they had separated, much more engrossed by the fact that he had addressed her by name. Although they had been passing each other daily for over two months, it had never occur

evidently uncertain if she would choose to consider their experience of the previous day as equivalent to an introduction, and yet she noticed a certain wistfulness of expression which suggested the desire to be p

yte," he said, lifting h

oul of Mrs. Cyrus Bangs, her chief patroness. But, on the other hand, she soon realized that she possessed an ardent, if not altogether discreet, champion in her enemy's septuagenarian first cousin once removed, who sang her praises and fought her battles from one end of Saville Street to the other. Mr. Ramsay no longer railed against electric cars and specialists; all his fulminations were uttered against the malicious warfare which his Cousin Horace and that blood relative's sickly wife were waging against the charming little Miss Whyte, who had hired Mr. Cherrington's house across the way. What is more, he paid Elizabeth almost daily visits, during which

e first week of May. And very shortly after, Elizabeth received a letter from Mr. Mills, the lawyer, requesting her to cal

Homer Ramsay, has left you the residuary legatee of his entire property-some fifty or sixty thousand dollars. Perhaps," he added, observing Elizabeth's bewildered expression, "you would like to rea

nerves, and he had therefore planned to leave her alone for a few moments to allow any hysterical tendency

plain?" he

nderstand exactly w

excuse my saying so," he added, with a knowing smile, "he was very anxious to se

lected for a moment, then looked up and sa

othly, "that Mr. Ramsay's cousin, Mr. Horace Barker, has expressed an intention to

the name, and drew

e able to make out a case, but no jury will hesitate between a first cousin once removed, amply rich in this world's goods, and a-a-pretty woman. I myself am ready to

h Mr. Mills, who judged that she was appalled by the idea of a legal contest, hastened to let fall. At last she looked

t when you call to see me again, you will be laughing at the very notion of such a thing. Go home, my dear yo

ly reason he left it to me was-was because he thought it would help me to be married. Otherwise he would have left it

e free to remain single all your days, if you wish to," said Mr.

that I shall never change my mind," s

er favor to the prejudice of his natural heir. Of what odds was it that that heir had ample means already, or even that he was her bitter enemy? Did not the very fact that he was her enemy and that she despised him make it impossible for her to take advantage of an old man's whim so as to rob him? She would have no lawsuit;

ngues in the neighborhood wagged energetically for a few days; but presently the birth of twins in the next block distracted the public mind, and Elizabeth was allowed to resume the vocation of an inconspicuous schoolmistress. From the object of her bounty, Mr. Horace Barker, she heard nothing directly; but at least he had the grace to discontinue his persecutions. And parental confidence, whic

he looked at a book. She concluded that it was but a passing weakness, the result of having studied too assiduously at night. Still, recognizing that her eyes were all-important to her, she decided to consult an oculist at once. It would be a simple matter to do, for was there not one directly opposit

found herself suddenly in the presence of the unknown young man whom she was accustomed to meet daily on her way from school. Her impulse at recognizing h

ishment and some confusion, advancing to meet

to look at my eyes; they ha

ng her to change her seat, he examined her eyes with absorbed attention. This took some mi

ll me, Dr. Clay, exact

te seriously affected-not that there is danger of a loss of sight, if proper precautions are taken-but-but it

ief silence. "Do you mean that I canno

the whole truth. No, Miss Whyte; you must not use your eyes

whom the impossible is demanded. "I thank you, Dr. Clay, for te

arily a disease of the nerves. Will you excuse me for asking if at a

instant, and replied gently: "Yes;

unt for the case

him for treatment two or three times a week. He had said-she remembered his exact words-"I cannot do a very great deal for you; we can rely only on time for that; but believe me, I shall endeavor to help you so far as it lies in human power. I hope that you will trust me-and-and come to me freely." Kind words these, but of what avail were they to answer the embarrassing question how she was to live? S

more. She said to herself that she had done what she knew was right, and that no force of cruel circumstances should induce her to regret that she had not acted differently. She would prove still that she was able to make her own way without

ch of practicability. She had a few hundred dollars, which would enable her to live until she had been able to devise a plan, and she determined that the world should not think that she was discouraged

me. For months I have dogged your footsteps unknown to you, and haunted this house in my walks because I knew that you lived here. The memory of your face has sweetened my dreams, and those brief moments when we have passed each other daily have been sweeter than any paradise. I know the story of your struggle with that coward and of your noble act of renunciation. It cut into my heart like a knife to speak to you those necessary words the other day, and I

emand an answer. Elizabeth, who had been sitting with bent

lay. I think it would be

nds and sobbed as though her bosom would break? Why was it, too, that before she went to bed that night she took a handful of withered flowers, mere dust and ashes, from the secret drawer of her work-box, and, wrapping them in the paper which h

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in receipt of what I then thought a tremendous salary. Russell was still at Cambridge. He had elected at graduation to pursue post-graduate courses in chemistry and physics, and had recently accepted a tutorship. He had not discovered until the beginning of the Junior year his strong predilection for scientific investigation, but he had given himself up to it with an ardor which dwarfed everything else on the horizon of his fancy. It was of his future we were talking, for he wished to take his old chum into his confidence and to make plain his ambition. "I recognize of course," he told me, "that I've an uphill fight ahead of me, but my heart is in it. My heart woul

and he told me you were the most promising enthusiast he had seen for a long time; that you were patient and level-headed

the old fellow to s

se you

delicate face with an expression which was both animated and amiable, and keen, strong gray eyes. "I've thought of that. I

en hundre

table human beings who marry and bring up families on that or less. Which do you think I would prefer, to amass a fortune in business and

thought fifteen hundred downright comfort, and in admitting to you that five thousand in New York is genteel poverty, I merely reveal what greater comforts t

I accepted temporarily as a means of training my own perceptions, though I should try to preserve as at present a considerable portion of my time free from the grind of teaching. Then much as I despise the method of rushing into print

the woman," said I with th

s are to be found here where woman is not the slave but the companion of man and is encouraged to think not merely about him but think of him." After this preroration Russell stopped

e stepping transversely across the beach from their bath-house at one end in order to reach the place where the waves were highest, and their course was taking them within a few yards of where we lay. For some reason the younger woman had not put on the oil-skin

r on the pier in New York last autumn, when she was re

know

Widow Sp

ou mean t

disappointment in the to

se she has belonged to another. There are extenuating circumstances. She married the Rev. Horace Spaulding, poo

know a good d

His parents were followers of Emerson, and there have been plain living and high thinking in that family for three generations. Look at her," I added, as she

like before?"

women. I passed her occasionally when I returned home to visit my family, and she looked as though she were going into a decline. That was a year after her marriage. Solicitous sympathy was unavailing, and the person responsible for her regaining her grip on life was, curiously enough, a summer boarder whom old Mrs. Spaulding had taken into her family in order to make both ends meet. Westford has been saved from rusting out by the advent in the nick of time of the fashionable summer boarder, and Mrs. Sidney Dale, whose hus

g before you arrived, and admired the e

you start when she approached just n

then. And he

course, but I have no c

r that she and Edna had become acquainted and intimate at Westford the previous spring during a few weeks which Mrs. Spinney had spent there in the preparation of three new lectures for the coming season. She was a rather serious-looking woman of about fo

ed myself to Mrs. Spinney's dignified point of view, and, avoiding badinage or irony, evinced such an amiable interest in drawing her out that by the end of fifteen minu

eople improve this fine af

ayed that he regarded the suggestion as emin

d regarding him with her large, steady brown eyes, "I don't intend to remain a duffer at it long. I see," she continued

it seems. I was only thinking, Mrs. Spaulding, t

ping the eye on the ball will work wonders even for a woma

f you, George?" asked Mo

f the most self-sacrificing acts which will be performed the present summer. But yo

surd. Is she

no humor. Here she comes with her catalogue of lectures. There are over fifty of them, a

esses clearly and firmly. I like her," responded Morgan with a definiteness of manner which s

eloped beauty, with her sensible, alert face and capable manner was an agreeable revelation. If she was a type, he had neglected his opportunities. But the present was his at all events. Here was companionship worthy of the name, and a stimulating vindication of the success of woman's revolt from her own weakness and subserviency. When at the conclusion of their game they sat down on a bank overlooking the last hole and connected conversation took the place of desultory dialogue between shots, he was struck by her common sense, her enthusiasm, and her friendliness. He gathered that she was eager to support herself by some form of intellectual occupation, preferably teachi

hours it was obvious to me that Morgan's interest was that of a man deeply infatuated. Seeing that the two young people were of marriageable age and free, so far as I knew, from disqualifying blemishes which would justify me in putting either on guard against the other, I concluded that it behooved me as a loyal friend to keep Mrs. Spinney occup

, in case she would, was he in a position to ask her to marry him, or, more concretely, could he support her? The first could be solved only by direct inquiry. The answer to the second depended on whether the views which he had expressed to me as to the possibilities of matrimonial content in circumstances like his were correct. Or was I right, and did it all depend upon the woman? But what if it did? Was not this just the woman to sympathize entirely with his ambition and to kee

of a mind reader, I know the rest of their story

or twice while he was speaking she looked up at him with unmistakable ardor and joy in her brown eyes which let him know that his feelings were reciprocated before she confessed it by speech. He was so determined to make clear to her what was in store for her if s

en to me in coming here was that I should marry. But I am in love-in love with you; and to turn one's back on that blessing would be to squander the happiness of existence." She was silent a moment. Then she continued gravely, "As you know, I was engaged-married once before. How long ago it seems! I thought once, I believed once, that

e, Edna, that you have coun

e, I understand that it isn't; and five years ago I suppose I would have married a man if I loved him no matter how poor he was. But to-day I am wiser-that's the word, isn't it? For I recognize that I might not be happy as a mere drudge, and to become one would conflict with what I feel that I owe myself in the way of-shall I call it

never be famous. I may be obscure, and we may be poor, re

t me to believe that you are not going to succeed and to make a name for yourself? We must ta

e end,

y we love each other is that we both have enthusiasm and find life intensely absorbing and admire that in the other. There's the great difference between me now and what I was at eighteen. The mere zest of existence seems to me so much greater than it used. There are so many interesting things t

which I have dreamed for years and wondered if it could ever be mine," he whispered,

u builded better than you knew, George. We are engaged, and she's the one woman

g for her which any one can see from her face, that she has good looks and intellig

d Morgan, with a happy laugh.

lovers have plighted their troth my presence is n

ey? We have beg

op

think-wo

lecture acceptably on the entire range of literary and social knowledge from the Troubadours and the

to do me a good turn, but-but you were so persistent tha

g a sardonic glance on my fri

with the eyes, b

s Winged Cupid

rriage. He had laid aside his work for the day, and having joined his wife on the piazza was glancing over a printed notice of a meeting which sh

that he might not notice that she was biting her lip, and she managed to im

me of Edward Casaubon in 'Middlemarch.'

fusty, undiscer

he brushed a caterpillar from her light summer skirt, and noticing the draggled edge held it up. "There's on

oked well, but pale and thin, as th

n't afford i

have spoken. I was only trying to put a little more variety

n appearance. She looked scarcely older, and her steady eyes, broad brow, and ready

onally, so as not to drop out of things altogether, but in order to take a prominent part and get the real benefit of the meetings a woman needs time and money. Not so very much money, nor so very much time, but more of either than I have at my disposal. Of

," said Morgan with a smile wh

regretting. I was only answering your question. Do you realize,

what a blessing our m

pause, as though she had been making up her mind to

echoed, "wit

together; with our progress, and wi

y speaking, and provided I unde

lute expression indicated that she was preparing

we were going to start over again, do jus

ng that conundrum. I have devoted myself to science and

esent

why resurrect this ghost? We b

tal-which is worse than Casaubonish-to ask you such a question. Still, we're husband and wife, and on an anniversary like this why isn't it se

ether he is bankrupt. I suppose you are thinking of the childr

nsidering the question as an abstract proposit

Edna; yes, it is hard

being hard if I were sur

ruths of science to be ascertained unless men-men and their wives-are willing to de

re children to be educated, and their minds, bodies, and manners g

it was th

and the consequence is you have no amusement, and if you take a vacation, it is at some cheap place where you are thoroughly uncomfortable. And, of course, it is the children, too. If you, with your talents had gone into business or foll

dna, what's the advantage of considering what might h

all be happy in waiting. But, on the other hand, I've never been afraid to face the truth. It's my way. I've done so all my life; and my growth mentally and morally has come through my willingness to acknowledge my mistakes. Every one says it is fine for other people to starve for the sake of discovery, but how few are willing to do it themselves! If we w

interested in culture and knowledge, but only in their money value

give their learned professors and savants suitable salaries and make much of them socially, becaus

to invent some apparatus which I can sell

if we go on just as we are to the end, I shall be thoroughly proud of you, and thoroughly happy-rel

were two children and the prospect of a third. He was absorbed in his vocation; and the lack of certain comforts-necessities, perhaps-though inconvenient, would not have weighed appreciably in the scale were he the only one affected. But though he was pursuing his course along the path of investigation eagerly and doing good work without a shadow of disappointment, he was aware not merely that he had not as yet made a concrete valuable discovery, but might never do so. This possibility did not appa

e on the Hudson. Edna had seen Mrs. Dale but twice since their trip abroad. She had been unable to accept a previous similar invitation, but on this occasion

he Russells were very poor, sat, a vision of successive cool, light summer garments, doing fancy work on the piazza, and talking in her engaging, brightly indolent manner. Morgan found Mr. Dale, who was taking a vacation within telephonic reach of New York, a genial, well-informed man with the effect of mental strength and reserve power. They became friendly over their cigars, and a common liking for old-fashioned gardens. On the evening before h

had evidently done her good. Not only did she look brighter and fresher, but there was a sparkling gayety in her manner which suggested that the change had serv

ask you to try. I wonder what you will think of it. Mr. Dale is going to a

ked

calls the right sort of man to take in, for one of his partners has died recently and the business is growing; and Mrs. Dale seems to have had us on her mind because she had got it into her head that we were dreadfully poor. I

to become

er and

e up my reg

gh she realized that she might be inflicting pain, but s

pected to keep a special eye on the mechanical and scientific interests of the firm. He

e point of view of my special field of investigation," he answ

ll you of the offer; that I di

d refused it t

ore or less connected with scientific matters, you might regard it as a happy compromise. Mr. Dale said," she continued with incisive clearness in which there was a tinge of jubilation

. I should be a banker, engaged in floating new financial

th solemn emphasis, "Morgan, if you think you will be unhappy-if you are satisfied that this change would

ptation. So many things would be made easy. It comes to this, Is a man justified in refusi

that way, Morgan, we must decline. I

yo

e. If you feel that you-we-all of us will be happier and er-more effective hu

Morgan. "I must think it over,

ou

nce outside of a few partial contemporari

othing to do with

nd Randall recurred to him with vivid clearness. He looked up into his wife's eyes and said, "After all

nsible brow seemed to be seeking to be dispassionat

wife, what I think is wisest and best. I can't set it forth as clearly as I should like-I won't attempt to give my reaso

accept, Edna,

riend in New York. In the course of conversation I remarked, "I believe it is you,

friend

p, shall I call it? He has gained fifteen pounds, is growing whiske

e man in his business. I'm very fond of Mrs. Russell. She hasn't the obnoxious ways of most progressive women, and she certainly has executive ability and common sens

. They are entertaining a good deal-a judicious sprinkling of the fashionable and the literary. The latest swashbuckler romances were on the table, and it was evident from her tone that she regarded them as great American literature. Everything was rose col

e laughing at me, Mr. Randall. What is sad? And

housand dollars a year. Morgan Russell's life i

se. But I don't agree with you in the least. And you," she added with the air of a woman making a telling point-"yo

tness. "Mrs. Dale," I said, "it grieves us

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