Fort Mill times. (Fort Mill, S.C.) 1892-current, December 24, 1913, Image 6
WOMAN OF HONOR
By MAY ENDICOTT.
"My wiffe." said John Andrews to
bis stenographer, "is a good woman,
and it would break her heart to realize
what I have long since realized?
that we were never meant for each
other."
Esther Sinclair made no reply, but
bent over her notes. Only the heightened
color in her face revealed her
emotion.
She did not like to hear her employer
speak slightingly of the pretty, simple
little woman who had once come
into his office, spoken kindly to her,
and chattered in her irresponsible
way until it was time for her husband
to take her homo. Yet, after all, Esther
had long ago realized that there
could be little in common between her
and Andrews, whose forceful personality
demanded that sympathetic understanding
which it was not Mildred Andrew's
to give.
They two had been associated together
in Andrew's work for nearly
alx months. She had liked him in
I. ~ ? ? -1-- A
puard. lest by a chance word, even
ft look, she should betray herself. And
so the days passed.
It happened at last, though. The
struggle was an intense one. She
had not realized how it had depleted
her of her strength. She had fought,
fought, in the hope of being able to
retain her position there, and the inevitable
reaction came. Rising to go
home one evening, she suddenly fell
to the floor in a dead faint created by
atter nervous exhaustion.
And when consciousness came back
to her she found herself seated in a
ohair and Andrews bending over her,
and his lips were pressed to hers, and
his hands clasped hers tightly; and
she, too weak to resist, lay there passively
in his arms.
At last she gathered strength to
rise. She stood up; she looked at
him and he at her. Both realized the
tragic nature of the passion that had
come into their lives. Neither spoke,
for there was nothing to say.
"Qoodnlght, Mr. Andrews," she
said at last, moving with an effort toward
the door.
He bowed his head and she went
home. Not to rest, though. All night
she lav in a fever, and in the morn
tag she was flushed and delirious, and
for many days thereafter unconscious
of realities.
Andrews had left flowers for her every
day, and once, after she began to
mend, little Mrs. Andrews called on
her and spoke of how much her husband
valued her and of the gAp that
her illness had created in his work
When tho little woman had gone
Bather vowed that the past should
be forgotten.
wa8 not to be- A letter
- diijo from Andrews, full of passionate
love. He must seo her, he said.
Life without her had become unbearable.
Their lives must lie together;
and If she tried to escape him he
would follow her to the ends of the
earth, If necessary, to And her and
claim her.
Esther road the letter thoughtfully,
and once again the memory of her
Pfc love for hlro was strong within her.
uuvtiivi/ iuu UIUUIC111 BIIU BUI UyUH
on him, and be had singled her out
from among a host of applicants, apparently
without a moment's hesitation.
He trusted in her completely in
her share of the difficult work which
he performed as secretary to the chemical
company.
But her woman's instinct had surely
told her, during recent weeks, that
something more than esteem was
growing up between them. This was
the first occasion on which Andrews
had ever hinted at domestic unhappinesB.
She knew tlje depth and intensity
of his nature.
She went home to pass an almost
sleepless night. Sho reviewed all her
past. She was already thirty years of
age; no love worthy of the name had
ever come into her life. And she could
not hide from herself thu knowledge
that Andrews and she were made for
one another. She could give him Buch
[She Tore Andrew'# Letter Into Fragments.
devotion as was his need. If onco she
tot herself dwell upon the image of him
that was enshrined In her heart.
She fought ugainHt this awakening
love. Dav after dav found her on her
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. ?She
knew that she loved him, spite o.
dishonor. It was not the opixilbn ol
the world for which Bhe cared. Bui
there rose up before her eyes the picture
of innocent, pretty, pathetic little
Mrs. Andrews. She could not
provo a traitress to that little woman,
whose whole life was wranDed around
the man she loved.
She tore Andrew's letter into fragments
and sat down to compose her
answer. In it she said that they must
never meet again. She acknowledged
her own love for him, but?but?
She could not finish that letter. She
tore it in pieces also.
Then a wild idea came into her
head, born, perhaps, of the delirium
through which she had passed. She
took her pen again and wrote him as
effusive, foolish letter Buch as must,
she knew, disgust a man of Andrews's
depth of feeling. It ran like this:
"Dear friend of mine,
"Your letter is no surprise to me,
I, too, love you. O, the sacredness
and mystery of such sublime love as
ours! I have been waiting ever
since I saw you for you to tell me
that you were not indifferent to me.
You are the moat wonderful man in
the world to me, you are my god, with
your tall, straight figure and magnificent
eyes. And your hair curls In
JuBt the way that I have always liked
a man's hair to curl. Now that I
know you love me my heart beats so
fast It makes me dizzy. I am looking
forward a thousand times a day
to our next meeting, when you can
kiss me again like you did that time
and tell me that I am whollj* yours
for ever."
No one could imagine what it cost
Esther In Holf-resnept tn o.-rit? thnt
letter. And when It was written she
sent the landlady's daughter out to
mail it, lest she should be compelled
to recall it.
It was the memory of little Mrs.
Andrews that enabled her to accomplish
her task. And when she had
finished a great peace came into her
heart. She knew now that it was irreparable,
that never again need she
see Andrews, that he would seek, and
perhups find in his wife's love those
qualities which he had discovered in
her.
On the following evening a letter
was received by her in answer. In It
Andrews said briefly that he was sailing
for Europe with his wife, upon a
three months' holiday. He enclosed
her a check for her salary during that
period and regretted thnt there would
be no further need for her services.
Esther tore up the check as she destroyed
Andrews's letter. Then she
sent out for a newspaper and studied
the advertisements for female help
wanted.
(Copyright, 1913, by W. O. Chapman.)
DAY OF THE BUTLER PASSING
/arrogance, insolence and Ignorance
Arc the Causes an Englishman
Gives.
Mrs. Goliglitly rejoices In her butler
and "second iuslde man." She wishes
to run her household on the English
plan, or she remembers Mrs. Edith
Wharton's earlier stories in which n
butler always figures, also a bishep.
But we learn from England, writes
Philip liale in the Boston Herald,
that the reign of the butler is passing.
A rash Journalist ascribed his undoing
to his arrogance, Insolence and
ignorance.
W. Holdaway, who describes himself
as a butler, answers In a gallant
manner. "Dealing with illogical women
does not conduce to a compatibility
of temper or efficiency. A lot of
money Is wasted on finery, while a
request for the house, such as cleariing
utensils, is greeted with black
looks and 'Why do they wear out?' "
And Mr. Holdaway remarks that if
the old type of butler has deteriorated
so lias the old type of gentry. Domestic
service is not worth the candle;
the navy is to be preferred. "As
for gambling and drinking below
stairs, upstairs sets the example."
Is it possible that tho old family,
crusted, gouty butler in England is
passing? In the old fashioned plays
hq was delightod with his "I have
known master, forty years, man and
boy," etc.; and there are fine butlers
in fiction. One of the best is the
father of Ethelberta in Thomas Hardy's
romance, who is proud of hia
daughter's literary fame and enjoys
the discussion about her while ho
stands near the dining table. Then
there is tho butler in "Our Mutual
Friend," who pours out the wine with
the air of a disapproving analytical
chemist.
Wo do not see how any American
who in his boyhood saw ail at table
helping themselves, spearing a potato
or n doughnut with a fork, or asking
a neighbor to hurry up and pass the
butter, can view his butler or his
valet without a quavering voice and a
trembling of the knees. Octave Mirbeau's
"Journnl d une femme do charabre"
is widely known. We should
like to read the memoirs of a butler
in an "exclusive" American house
hold.
Can Get Along Without Eggs.
If It were not for the widespread
belief that eggs cannot be dispensed
with ns an article of diet, we should
never have heard of the 700,000 members
ot the Housewives' league engaging
in "a 30-cent egg war." But the
belief is not altogether well founded.
Eggs are highly useful, beneficial, nutritious,
but not indispensable.
But eggs are popular because they
are easily prepared. It is less work
and It takes less time to boil an egg
than to broil a steak for breakfast. In
that simple fact may lie an explanation
of the great demand for eggs and
of the ensuing excitement when prices
rise.
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THE FORT MILL TIMES, FORT MILL, SOUTH CAROLINA
folic AKnnt Dnrtnnf lA/nrl rlinn ot tka tt/Kifa Uniion
I viiv nuuui I Ivuull L VlUUUIIiy CI I |IIC VVIIItO IIUUOU
WASHINGTON.'?A Btory of how the "CousinB club," as the many relatives
of tho President and Mrs. Wilson are beginning to call themselves, or!
ganlzed into a little reception committee and did their best to make the diplo
mats "feel at home" at the wedding At the White
JcOUSirtS CLUB I House the other day. was told by Mrs. George
* Howe of New York, one of the cousins.
'ft^^ Mrs. IIowo is the wife of Qeorge Howe, who
/ Sni: vjT lived for a long while with the president before
be w?nt into the White House, and whoso educaM^ii??
tlon WRS superintended by the president.
E jSVJFNsiS " "I was principally impressed at the wedding
fby tho ease at which every one seemed to feel.
If \^Kj^PI TiHl notw,tbstnnding the 'grandness' of the occasion.
Co/ K 111 There was nothing solemn about it, except the
Vm I A I we<*ding procession and the forming of the line
' c\\l 'or l'ie recePHon 'n *bo blue room,
llri '1 If I "We kept the fun up until 9 o'clock at night.
" was just like a great, big family party in the
V. l_//i 1 X emit It i u'ou c rt m n U' Vtnt attrnrlooil that t Vin Hin
nifled Marine band should play turkey trotting
music for us to dance with in the east room, but they did, and Lieutenant
S-intelmann and his musicians seemed to enjoy it as much as we did. They
laughed and played on and on.
"You know, Nell,' as we call Eleanor Wilson, is just crazy about dancing.
f_id she is a very flue dancer, too, one of the best I ever saw. When the music
had been stopped for good she waved her hand appealingly to Lieutenant
Snntelmann, and he laughed and led the band again for us.
"We all danced, including the bridesmaids, who were showing every one
the dull geld-chased bracelets they had been given by the bride. A great
many of the diplomats danced with Margaret Wilson, several of them ambasseI
dors, and Bhe was greatly teased by all of us when she was lucky enough to
:atch the bride's bouquet. You know, it Is a superstition that the girl who
catches the bride's bouquet at a wedding will be the next one to bo married
among those present.
"There was a lot of simple fun like that and mlchlef. In which all the
young folks joined, the older people sitting around and chatting. Just as would
ue (linn? ui u parijr ui noiiie. i ne preaiuani aian i aance, oui hp sloou in one
of the doorways of the east room for a long while, watching the fun and
laughing and joking with every one.
"Most of us had supper and dinner and lunch combined at the wedding
breakfast. That kept up a long time. There wasn't wine, but we had fruit
punch Instead.
Visitors Are Attracted . by Squirrels in Parks
OMR day," said a visitor in the capitol grounds the other d ty, "the famous
O pigeons of Venice which tl*ck in so great numbers around tlio Cathedral
of St. Mark will have to look to their laurels. These widely known birds may
divide the honors of the admiration of tourists
with the little gray squirrels which are fust be- A riow ci* c/vcant)
coming an Interesting and picturesque feature of ^ ' IcHahny
Washington's many tine green spaces." f
As far as tourists are concerned, here tn Washington.
many of them are beginning to take pho- ) ')
tographs of the little animals. Just as nearly
every man and woman who visits Venice brings
away snapshots showing some member of the
jnuiy tossing orenu cruniDS or someming eise 10 <a ->w. ~e,.
I the great llocks of birds, so are the tourists who
stroll through the cnpltol grounds, the Smlthson- Ct
lan grounds and other parks taking photographs ?
of some one ctooping over and holding out a pea- "ZZL - VJEq
nue to the snappy little gray animals which are
fast losing their extreme timidty. - '
In his native lair the gray squirrel is about as
wild as any animal alive. Hunters who depend upon a gray squirrel or two
for breakfast know very well that they will run to cover at the slight sound
of a snapping twig; and for that reasoa a wet day is much belter for hunting
them than a dry day, as the crackling icaves scare a squirrel Into his hole in
the tr?e. However, Washington's squirrels are becoming as friendly as
house pets, and the sight of one of them eating from the han-5 of a tourist is
a revelation to tho Virginia or Maryland mountaineer, who has to stay as
quiet us a stone statue in order to get within shooting distance of one.
The gray squirrels are looked upon by the park authorities! here as wards
of the nation, and a comfortable sum of money is spent every winter 14 order
to obtain food to keep the little pets from dying in the snows. Old weather
; shnrps look upon the squirrels as indicating the coming of a hardtvlnter tho
j way they hide nuts. Just at this tirno the squirrels are showing unusual
! activity in making caches of peanuts, which is looked upon by the woodwise
as a sure sign that there will be long-continued snows.
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Club Formed for the Interior Department Employes
FOR some months Secretary of the Interior I-ano has been working on the
organization of a club for the interior department employes. He believes
i that a closer association one with another of the workers of the great Interior
department would redound to th<> benefit of all
i fftpygfr-NevER win. >?I concerned. Secretary Lane met with a good deal
ASSOCIATE /\fty ) ot opposition at first, because there are so many
COty/MOfS ^ I kinds of people drawing so many kinds of salaries
EMPLOYES J 'n lll's big department, and the social lines are
NEW: f\ ' drawn very clojely about certain salary grades In
> !a a" departments In Wnshlngtoq. You could hardly
? q SH V expect a $900 clerk to associate on terms of intlmacy
In social life with a $1,200 clerk, and so
^3*Vrvi on' Swpretar>' I-ane asked one little old lady, who
belongs to the Cliff Dweller class of Washington
JnUr" ?or, in other words, a "befo" the war" society
mKjgj woman who now works In government employ and
?j^H takes in boarders for company?if she would asslst
in organizing this social club of the Interior
department. Tho aristocratic old lady very snappishly
informed him that she would not; that she
was in the interior department for the purpose of earning money", and that
she was socially superior to most of the employes. The secretary met up with
a good many setbacks of this kind, but in his genial way has been able to
smooth out the difference between those social sets and has rounded rtiern
ipto a homogeneous body, and the Home club is now an assured fact.
Nearly 1,000 men and women are already part of the membership, and
it is thought that it will be fully 3,000 when the club is finally established.
Felines Are Vain? Prize Winners Flee Publicity
PRIZE-WINNING cats on exhibition at the show of the Washington Cat
club object to having their pictures taken. Tho appearance of a newspaper
photographer with his little black camera was the signal the other da,
for a genera* exodus of tho high-priced felines,
who are now looming the streets of the capital. fMY (2AT"
The next day nearly the entire police force was ^
out MfJirtlllllR 1VM tuc nuiumia, ?>wnc jui;niv uuio s j ^
were busy treating bites and scratches on hands /*>j$LMrrn
nnd arms as a result of the scramble that was /'YfT
made for the cats as they gained their freedom.
Several persons w^re severely bitten. ^J:xChampion
1-ady Sonla, a high-priced Persian
cat owned by Mrs. F. Y. Mat his of Greenwich,
Conn., Is one of the missing anlnmls. She was A\ d' * Ujja
valued ut $300 and around her bushy neck was a ^T?W?I
$1,000 collar of torquolse, sell and gold. Four felines
were lined up In front of the camera, and
as the photographer said "Hold still, now," the C f's
.cats Jumped. The last seen of them was when
they disappeared through the door.
Miss G. Taylor or Syracuse, N. Y., was the most seriously hurt In the attempt
to hold ths cats. She was bitten and scratched about the bands and
arms and had to be treated at a hospital.
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HoTHi
White Men Rare in This South
Sea Country.
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Is Today the Same Paradise Which ;
Cook Found It, When a Century
and a Half Ago He Put Into
Pao-Pao to Water Ships,
New York.?To the average traveler
Tahiti remains the lie inconuu., Tho
tourist is not expected there; he is
regarded with suspicion. He demands
a oam-iuo?arucie undreamed or in
the island philosophy?he demands a
reasonable degree of promptness in
the crvery-day affairs of life, he makes
other and extraordinary demands. '
When "ho realizes that nothing what- i
ever has been done for his amusement
or edification, that to the islanders the
outer world from which ho comes ex- j
ists only in the imagination; when he
realizes these things?as soon he does
?it is then that he learna to content |
himself with things as they are, and
to admire the beauties of the place as
nature made?and has left?them.
There are no towns upon Moorea. 1
White men are a rarity. It is today
the island paradise which Cook found
it when, a century and a half ago, he
put into Pao-Pao to water his Bhips. j
Today, also, the native lives the life '
he did then?the native?ignorant, un- '
civilized, if you please, but with a
voice and manners, a gift of hospital- '
ity, which put the white man to
shame. Here, more than elsewhere,
he seems himself a part of that haunting
beauty which surrounds him on
every hand.
Here, when the day is done, under
the cocoanuts and the bananas, ''betwixt
the sun and moon upon the
shore," the traveler?if ho is fortunate
enough to have the entree?sits him |
down, as honored guest, among the
retainers of the native chief. Mounted
upon n native pony, and in the cool of
the morning, he baa coursed the wil<T~
pig in the shadows of the great crater;
l_l_ " ? *
Summer Visitors to Tahiti, .
valley. The afternoon has found him
ava-fiahing in the inland lake. Now
1 the shadows are falling, the magical
j afternoon mists are over the peaks
which climb steeply upward before
him, and the short twilight is at hand.
Presently, the tropic moon will rise
to take its course directly overhead,
making the weird vistas about him
light as day again. He hears the
voices about him, prattling in the melodious
Maori tongue, and. afar off,
the thunder of the surf upon the distant
reefs.
Ha rlnana Vila ovna nnd drAnmn /v# ?
tomorrow llko today, and then of still
other tomorrows. He has eaten the
fei?the island Lotus?and, If he
dreams of home, it is as some place
which?perhaps?will know him no
more.
THE END TO A FAMOUS SCOUT
Oliver Wiggins, a Denver Pioneer,
Dead at Ninety Years?Friend
of Kit Carson.
DenveY.?Oliver ("Old Scout") Wiggins,
one of Denver's most famous
early frontiersmen, died at his residence
here. He was ninety years old.
Wiggins came across the plains in
1838. For a number of years he was
a member of Kit Carson's famous company
of frontiersmen and served under
Carson in the Mexican war, wliero
he was wounded at the Rattle of
| Monterey.
His cabin was one of the first built
in Denver. From 1848 to 1858 he was
employed as scout, guide and hunter
for the immigrant trains across the
plains and his knowledge of the frontier
extended through the length and
breadth of the Rocky mountains.
TRY GIRL OF 13 FOR MURDER
A Canadian Child Accused of Beating
a Playmate to Death With an
Iron 8hovel.
Prince Albert, Bask.?Kathleen Olka,
thirteen years old, of Wakawa,
charged with the murder of her nlne-t
year old playmate, Julia Jennings
was put on trial here. The girl is accused
of killing the other child by
beating her on the head with an iron
shovel while they were walking together
about eight miles from Wakawa
last June.
After tho killing Kathleen returned
to her home and told her mother that
her companion had left her. The following
day the body of the child was
found on an abandoned homestead.
Diphtheria Traced to Pencils.
Sufheld. Conn.?Lead pencils, distributed
and colleoted each day in a
school here are blamed for an epidemic
of diphtheria among the pupils.
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BUMPED HIS SELF-CONCEIT -
Young Lady's Reason for Choosing ||
Escort Not Exactly What He
Had Imagined It to Be.
Mr. I Hunk (we've got to call hlra
that because he's really a very decent
fellow, and he'd kill us if we told ,
his real name) Is first tenor in a gleft
club. He sings in a choir, too. Everybody
likes him.
The other night a bunch of young
people met for a social session at &
certain house in the suburbs. They
ate and danced and they sang. And
when it was all over the prettiest
young woman there?she hadn't been
escorted thither by any chosen cavalier?said:
"I walk home, but it's a lonesomo
walk and I'm afraid. There have
been holdups in this part of town. So
I choose Mr. Blank to see me safe
home." On the way home Mr. Blank
was considerably swelled up. The
prettiest girl had chosen him from a
crowd of personable bachelors, and
his feelings of self-satisfaction were
excusable. He couldn't resist saying:
"Why did you think I was the
strongest and bravest man there tonight?"
"I didn't," answered the girl. "I
picked you because I knew you could
holler the loudest!"?Cleveland Plaindealer.
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"Tea, as everybody knows, is made
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from berries or beans. Just here is
where something has been overlooked,
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The loaves of the coffee plant
are not only available for making a
beverage, but they possess properties
which make them more valuable than
the coffee bcaiiH.
In appearance and fragrance the
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those of the tea plant. An infusion
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the case of ordinary tea, an aromatic
beverage is produced that is blLter to
the taste, but not disagreeably so, and
which contains almost as much thelne
as real tea, while thefe is a much
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It may yet be possible to grow tea
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Something Lacking.
Mrs. Murphy labored In the hot sun
over her washtubs 0iile Mr. Murphy
; sat on the woodpile and Razed into
space. His inactivity finally became
I more than Mrs. Murphy could bear?
at least, in silence.
"Why don't you climb down ofTn
that woodpile and help me with these
clothes?" she inquired in no gentle
tone.
- Mr. Murphy slowly shifted his gaze
and directed it upon his laboring
spouse. "Why, Mary Ann, can't you
see I'm busy?" he drawled.
"Busy?" snapped Mrs. Murphy.
"What doin'?"
"Why, I'm thinkin", Mary Ann."
"Thinkin'?" she repeated. "With
what?"
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Heading Him Off.
" "Heaven lies about us in our infancy.'
Now?"
"So does our father. Were you going
to tell me something smart that
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Mrs. Enright ? She says small
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suits.
Mr. Enright?Thank heaven!?Puck.
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The Reason.
"Mabel is always in a pet."
"That's why she isn't one."?Baltimore
American.
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kettleful of pure truth.
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