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Kendall, Montana, Octet1er 6, 19L3 InlitnUttUtnrattinttnrittitIURnintt: • The Mother of Medora By Kate N. Cleary. Copyright, 1901, by Authors Syndicate.) 66W ELL, I wouldn't look so tragic about it if I were you!\ \Oh yes, you would!\ sighed Me- dora. She tossed her preposterously long yellow braids back over her sho , l- (ler, leaned forward in her low, bed- room rocker, and with a round chin popping on a pink palm gazed into the sparkling fire with (lark, solemn eyes. \You shouldn't have become en- gaged to him in the first place,\ as- serted Nell. \That's easy to say!\ Medore Verne exclaimed in some exaspere- time \How's a body going to help becoming engaged to a fellow who haunts you like your shadow, and is the only presentable man within a month pf miles, and who makes the other girls furious by giving you alone his persistent and flattering attentions?\ Nell Harmon's plain, pleasant face looked back at her gravely. \But you weren't in love with him, dear!\ Medora gazed meditatively at the slim feet on the fender. Fairy feet they were in their pretty boudoir slippers of blue silk and swansdown \I—I didn't know anything about being in love then,\ she confessed, meekly. \And—you do now?\ Medora nodded, her white brow ruffling into a perturbed little pucker. “WIteils l hie/r Do I knoll* him'?\ A series of rapid little nods from the girl in thc - blue kirnona. \It isn't Reuben Dever?\ -\I should say not!\ indignantly. \He's fifty!\ \It—it can't be Gregory Bowers?\ \Nell—that child!\ A disdainful toss of the yellow braids. \He isn't grown up yet.\k \I can't think of anyone else un- less it might he Dave Rogers.\ Miss Verne raised heavenward a pair of appealing eyes. \May the ,Lord give you sense!\ she petitioned. \Dave Rogers! That imbecile!\ Then there was no sound in Nell llarmon's pretty room save the whis- pering of the fire and the purr a the family cat. A sudden etiepicion caused Miss Harmon to sit upright - to flash at her guest a suddenly il- lumined glance. \Medora—its never „Maurice?\ The fare in the flooding flreshine kindled rosily. The lids drooped over the blue -black eyes. The reply cam:. in a whisper. \Yes- it's Maurice!\ she uttered the 'tame tenderly. \Well!\ gasped Nell Harmon. Hsr great astonishment held her silent. \My --my brother! I never dreamt(' —Does he know?\ \Oh you—stupid—thing! How should I know—if he didn't! He hid to tell me—hadn't he? That's kow I came to find out f was in love!\ \Oh!\ breathed Nell, ted found no further word to say. But the flood- gates of Miss Verne's confidence were set wide. \And here Maurice adores me—has for five years. he says, but I'm sure it can't be that long, for I was only in short dresses then. And.\ miser- ably. \I'll die without Ma u rice —I know I shall! And here I'm engaged to Thomas Elder—a fussy. finical. tiresome, old -young creature! lie won't let me off. I've tried to mak- him hate me since I found out that Maurice was the only man in the world for me. Bet Ite won't! Ils t h inks I'm perfection -and it ill n! - ways be perfection, and that inamme will be perfect ion when he meets her! She's to cet bark from Europe on Saturdny. I've told hint she must live tilt h its. I\ tearfully, \knots most men detest a mother -in -law -- and mamma wouldn't leave her own house for any man alive - - nor even for me! He says,\ in a despair- ing tone, \he—he hopes so! I've told hint she has no money. Think of that! You know what mamma's in- come is! Ile declares that doesn't make a particle of difference. I said she --:she was—was bad-tempered! Oh, Nell! Think of my sweet mother being bad-tempered! He vows that's impossible—if she's my mother! Nell—whatever am I to dor \Well of all the sublimated Sap- phires I've ever met you've turned into the worst, Medora! If that's the effect of love on you, I pity Maurice! There—there! You little silly! As if I wouldn't give—oh. what wouldn't I give to have you for a sister! Hark! Come in...K.-torah!\ . Keturah came in—a tall, stout, red- faced woman, with the aspect of a grenadier and the stride of an Amazon. \Are you ready, Miss Nell? Shall I brush your hair now?\ \Not for ten minutes, thank you,\ Nell answered, politely. When the door had closed behind Keturah the visitor drew the folds of her. Japanese negligee around her with a fastidious little shudder. \I can't congratulate you on your taste in choosing a maid, Nell! That old creature is hideous. And your mot her says she has a volcanic tem- per.\ \She is very faithful—very de- voted to me. You see, I rescued her from unhappy conditions sere' al years ago, and trained her in ray service. She is not charming to look at, I confess—and her temper only conquers her when the other servants are disagreeable. But let us talk of your love affair, dear.\ \It's your turn. Tell me—haven't you ever been in love?\ \I fancied so—once!\ She spoke In a low tone, a burning flush suf- fusing her cheeks. \I—I was jilted for a younger—a prettier woman.\ • \Nell—my dearest!\ Miss Harmon rose, went to her desk, took from it a letter which she brought to her friend. \Yoe rend this,\ she said. A sharp excramation of surprise broke from Medora at sight of the chirography. She read l'\.e letter through. It was a brief note—and a brutal one. The writer had been mistaken. He had fancied his affec- tion for Miss Harmon was one that woli'd prove deep and permanent. Within the last few weeks he had met at The Cascades a girl fairer— if possible—younger, if he migh;„ be permitted to speak so frankly—and wealthier—not that wealth coues Ile hen:with returned Miss Ilarmon'e letters, and hoped they might be friends in the future. \The Cas- en(lei%! That date!\ cried Medora, \It is front Thomas Elder—and he— he meant rite! Oh. Nell—why didn't you tell me before?\ \It might seem as though I wehe revengeful!\ \I'm revengeful now! Well, we must think out a way to make him break his engagement with me! I know I can't use this letter as a rea- son. I would never drag Tom into a position of such humiliation. I --- I have it! Listen!\ It was after midnight when Miss Harmon's hair had been properly brushed—and Medora's, too, by tie way. Keturah shook her head at the crackline. notes extended. \You may take the money,\ her mistress said. \YO are doing me a favor as well as Miss Verne.\ The next day Thomas Elder, sitti: g down to his desk, trim, well -sled, shreati-faced. alert, pounced on one particular envelope out of the pile awaitinghisinspection. Alarge square envelope of palest azure, with a sil- ver seal, and the vagrant odor of mignonette clinging to it. \Prom Medora!\ murmured Mr. Elder, placidly. \Front my Medora!\ He was charmed at the contents. To call at five—to meet her mother. who had that day arrived front New York! And was anxious to meet hint! ' Ali certain! It was MedOre liersell—Medora exquisite in a street ;sown of crimson cloth and black ho met him in the little Ie.:entice-room. \No—I can't go with you! You „R ee d must meet mamma alone!\ He fourd ' her bashfulness entrancing. \She is in the library. She is expecting you. Go right in!\ The suitor boldly did as bidden. In the waning light of the winter day the room was shadowy. A gaunt. red -visaged creature in a gown of parrot -green confronted him. A mighty hand crushed his, A pair of sharp gray eyes pierced his soul. \Glad to meet you, Thomas Eldc - .! Hope you'll make a good sdn-in-law! I suppose Medora has told you I'm coming to live with you? That's right. You aren't afraid of panther cats, are you? I've got a tame one that will eat out of your hand. Be sure you get a good southern room in the house for my birds. Three— I've three of them. They never stop singing if they get light enough. I've been gadding around the world so much I've gathered some live curi- osities—bargains, I call them. It was such a comfort to me to know Me- dora was going to get married, KO I'd have a place to keep my pets Not,\ critically, \that I think she did the best she could have done— with her looks! I'll give you a good diet of ve-retables—best kind of diet for you. I'm a vegetarian, you know. No meet in my house! Medora says she told you I lost my money in that wheat failure. Didn't tell you all the fortune she had was swallowed up in that Bank of Gilead crash? No—didn't tell you that? I in sur- prised! Well, it don't make any dif- ference to you, son-in-law! Day not named yet? Oh, we'll have to hurry things!\ Escape Thomas Elders finally ef- fected. How he never knew. So exs cited was he that some sound in an ladloieing room seemed Co resolve it- self rote -an-Irrepressible ripple of laughter. That night Keturah. in a parrot-green gown. laughed as hear- tily as her mistress, when between gasps of merriment. Medora rend aloud a letter front her admirer, in which he deplored the fact that a suddenly -developed ease of cardiac collapse had convinced him that he could not ask any woman to share the life of a hopeless invalid. \What's the joke. girls?\ cried Maurice Harmon. shrugging off his overcoat as lie came into the parlor: a fine, manly young fellow, with steady eyes and a strong, beautiful mouth. \Jove! Isn't Keturah in style!\ Keturah, still shakinjg with mirth, took his coat and weAt out. Nell stood tip and kissed him. \It's all r:ght, old boy,\ she said. \Medora will tell you about it.\ She laughed ne.ni'n at the thought of El- dred's dismay when he should meet the real mother of Medora—a sweet, gracious, cultured gentlewoman. \All's fair, you know, in love and war!\ \This was both!\ cried Medora. Nell was still laughing when she went out, and softly closed the door. — An tufahrhed Poeter. An artist relates that one day he sins 'standing ia front of a ,huge poster which repreeented a well-known actor in the character of Henry V. Two men stral.ed by and stopped to look at it. Final.) one of the men untried to his companion with a look of disgust and ar.ked impatiently: \Henry V.—what?\—Youth's Com- panion. RAT VERSUS SNARE. Rodent That Objected to Forming a Portion of a Hon t onatrictor'• Dinner. The leading animal dealer of Wash- ington, D. C., has for some time past been in the habit of feeding his boa constrictors, bull snakes and black snakes on white rats, ratbits and guinea pigs—animals that multiply so rapidly that this is the only means he has of disposing of those he van - not sell. As a rule the,e animals are very cowardl,v and no match for the reptiles, but (teem- ii:nrEy a rat will prove almost a match for his tor- mentors and make things so inter- & Millard's Saloon McKinley Avenue, Kendall .st Headquarters for the Choicest of Wines Liquors and Cigars Large Club Rooms Attached .at We are always pleased to see old and new friends. Kendall Barber Shop oldest estalilishedbat her shop in Kendall Clean Towels and First -Class Work C. E. CARLISLE, Proprietor Next to Reed & Millard's. Agent for Judith S cant Laundry. Dr. Gaylord McCoy Successor to Dr Wiemer Office in Old Miners Union Hall, Opposite to Chronicle Office W. H. CULVER I' H 0 I 0 RAPHER Lewistown., onta kodaks and Amateur's Supplies For Sale DENTISTRY Dr. M. M. Hedges Office Over Judith Hard- ware Store, Lewistown. has been in practice over thirty years and guarantees all his operations. eating that for a time it will appear (1011ht fill is briber the snakes will make a meal off the rat or whether the rat will make hash meat of the reptiles. It is only on very rare ocensions that \such a thing occurs. the general run of nlbino rats being cowardly and weak in the extreme. One (ley late- ly the dealer in question. in fetelitte his (pith:dins. gave the black Sal Ps a guinea rig and a white rat as their share of the ratirns and they lost no time in falling to with a relish. 'be guinea I ig was db , p(ised of in short order, but the rat did not to be doeued at, en' I V. Ile ••iteh(d into the snake\ ti Hit sleds igor. ant's the 1Vashiegton Post. that the dealer %)..1)4 obliged to rt mo‘e bum Iron) the rage before be. kill( I (A le of the rentilem, as lie was evidently bent On doing. • c,*
