The watchman and southron. (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, June 29, 1912, Image 7
"Lathrop!"
The nam* came out with a whip
inap. Ho tried to echo It. "La throp'"
"1 don't like that Throp. That's a
kind of a seasick name. Isn't It?" Find?
ing the newspaper still Intervening be?
tween him ffnd his Trey, Tie calmly
tore It down the middle and pushed
through It like a moon coming through
g cloud. "Hut a man cant change his
name by marrying, can be? That's
the worst of It. A woman can. Think
of a heartless cobra dl capello In wom?
an's form wearing my fair name?and
wealing It out Mr. La throp. did you
ever put your trust In a falsehearted
woman?"
"Never put my trust In anybody."
"Didn't you over love a woman?"
"No!"
"Well, then, didnt you ever marry a
woman?"
"Not one. I've bail the measles and
the mumps, but I've never had matri?
mony."
"Oh, lucky man," beamed Welling?
ton. "Hang on to your luck."
"I intend to." aald Lathrop, "I waa
born single and I like it."
"Oh, now i envy you! You tee,
Mrs Wellington?she's a queen among
woman. Bind you?a queen among
women, but aha haa the 'itravagance
?f eW
Ltjggf, p had endured all he could
endure, even from a privileged charac?
ter like Mttle Jimmy Wellington. He
roee to take refuge In the smoking
room. But the very vigor of this de?
parture only served to help Welling?
ton to his feet, for he seised Lathrop's
coat and hung on. through the door,
.down the little corridor, always ex
plaining:
"Mrs. Wellington la a queen among
women, mind you, but I can't stand
her temper any longer."
He had hardly squeezed Into the
smoking-room when the porter and an
naher almost Invisible under the bag
gaga they carried brought In a new
k pass enger. Her first question waa:
"Oh, porter, did a box of flowers, or
candy, or anything, come for me?"
"What name would they be In,
miser
"Mrs Wellington?Mrs. James Wel?
lington."
CHAPTER V.
A Queen Among Women.
Miss Anne Qattle, seated In Mrs.
Jtmrale Wellington's seat, had not
heard Mr. Jimmte Wellington's sketch
of his wife But she needed hardly
more than a glance to satisfy herself
that she and Mrs. Jlmmle were aa
uopeseeely antipathetic as only two po?
lite women can be.
Mrs. Jlmmle waa accounted some?
thing of a snob in Chicago society, hut
perhaps the missionary waa a trifle
the enobbiabor of the two when they
Miss Oattle could overlook a hun?
dred vices In a Zulu queen more easily
than a few In a fellow countrywoman.
She did not like Mrs. Jlmmle, and she
was proud of It
When the porter said, "I'm afraid
you got this lady's teat," Mite Cat?
tle shot one glance at the Intruder
and roee stiffly. "Then I suppose 111
have to?"
"Oh, please don't go, there's plenty
of room." Mra Wellington Insisted,
preeelng her to remain. This nettled
Mlee Oattle still more, but aha tank
back, while the porter piled up ex?
pensive traveling-bags and hat boxet
till there was hardly a place to tit.
But even tt that Mrs. Jlmmle ftlt
called on to apologise:
"I haven't brought much luggage.
How I'll ever live four days with this,
I can't Imagine. It will be euch a re?
lief to get my trankt tt Reno."
"Reno?" echoed Mitt Oattle "Do
you live there?"
"Well, theoretically, yet."
"I don't understand you."
"I've got to live there to get It."
"To get it? Oh!" A look of tudden
and dreadful realisation came over the
missionsr> Mrs. Wellington Inter
? s*
si
Jlmmle Wellngton.
preted It with a smllo of gay doflance:
I>o you believe 1n divorces?"
Anne Oattle stuck to her nuns. "I
must say I don't. I think a law ought
to he passed stopping them."
such a law?after 1 get mine." Then
she ventured a little shaft of ber
own. "You don't believe In divorces.
I judge you've never been married."
"Not once!" The spinster drew her?
self up. but Mrs. Wellington disarmed
her with an unexpected bouquet:
"Oh, lucky woman! Don't let any
heartless man delude you Into taking
the fatal step."
Anne Gattie was nothing if not hon*
est. She confessed frankly: "I must
say that nobody has made any violent
efforts to compel me to. That's why
I'm going to China."
"To China!" Mrs. Wellington
gasped, hardly believing her ears,
"My dear! You don't intend to marry
g laundry man?"
"The idea! I'm going as a mission?
ary."
"A missionary? Why leave Chica?
go?" Mrs Wellington's eye softened
more or less convincingly: "Oh, love?
ly 1 How I should dote upon being a
missionary. I really think that after I
get my divorce I might have a try
at It I had thought of a convent, but
being a missionary must be much
more exciting." She dismissed the
dream with an abrupt shake of the
head. "Excuse me, but do you happen
to havo any mutches?"
"Matches! I never carry them!"
"They never have matches in the
women's room, snd I've used my last
one."
Miss Oattle took another reef in her
tight Hps. "Do you smoke cigarettes?"
Mrs, Wellington's echoed disgust
with disgust: "Oh, no, Indeed. I loathe
them. I have the moet dainty little
cigars. Did you ever try one?"
Mlee Oattle stiffened into one excla?
mation point: "Cigars! Me!"
Mrs. Jlmmle was so well used to
being disapproved of that It never
disturbed her. She wont on as If the
face opposite were not alive with hor?
ror: "I should think that cigars might
ho a great consolation to a lady mis?
sionary in the long lone hours of?
what do missionaries do when they're
not misslonarylng?"
'That depends."
There was something almost spirit?
ual lu Mrs. Jimmle's beatific look: "I
can't, tell you what consolation my
cigars have given me In my troubles.
Mr. Wellington objected?but then Mr.
Wellington objected to nearly every?
thing I did. That's why I am forced
to this dreadful etsp."
"Cigars?"
"Divorces."
"Divorcee!"
"Well, this will be only my second
?raj other wae euch a nuisance. I
got that from Jlmmle, too. But it
didn't take. Then we made up and re?
married. Rather odd. having a second
honeymoon with one'e first husband.
But remarriage didn't succeed i
better. Jlmmle fall off the wa
wagon with an awful splash, and he
quits misunderstood my purely I
tonic lntereet In Ssmmy Whitcomt i
nice young fellow with a fool of a
wife. Did you ever moet Mrs. Sammy
Whit comb?no? Oh, but you are a
lucky woman! Indeed you are! Well,
when Jlmmle got jealous, I just gave
him up entirely. I'm running away to
Reno. 1 sent a note to my husband's
club, saying thst 1 had gone to Europe,
and he needn't try to find me. Poor
fellow, he will. Hell hunt the conti?
nent high and low for mo, but all the
while 111 bo In Nevada. Rather good
joke on little Jlmmle, eh?"
"Excruciating."
"But now I must go. Now I must
go. I've really become quite addicted
to them."
"Divorces?"
"Cigars. Do stay hero till I coma
hack. I have so much to say to yon."
Miss Gattie shook her head In de?
spair. She could understand a dosen
heathen dialects better than the
epeech of so utter a foreigner as her
fellow-countrywoman. Mrs. Jlmmle
hastened away, rather pleaaed at the
shocks she had administered. She en?
joyed her own electricity.
In the corridor ehe administered an?
other thrill?this time to a tall young
man? a stranger, as alert for flirtation
ae a weasel for mischief. He huddled
himself and his suitcases Into as flat
a space as possible, murmuring:
"These corridors are so narrow,
aren't they?"
"Aren't they?" said Mrs. Jlmmle.
"So sorry to trouble you."
"Don't mention it."
She passed on. their glances fencing
like playful foils. Then she paused:
"Excuse me. Could you lend me a
match? They never have matches In
the Women's Room."
He succeeded in producing a box
after much shifting of burdens, and he
was rewarded with a look and a
phrase:
"You have saved my life."
Me started to repeat his "Don't
mention it," out it seemed Inappropri?
ate, so he said nothing, and she van?
ished behind a door. He turned away,
saying to himself that It promised to
be a pleasant journey. He was halted
by another voice?another woman's
voice:
"Pardon me, but Is this the car for
Reno?"
He turned to smile, "I believe so!"
Then his eyes widened as he recog?
nised the speaker.
"Mm. Sammy Whitcomb!"
It promised to be a curious journey.
CHAPTtirt VI.
A Conspiracy In Satin.
The tall man emptied one hand of
Its suitcase to clasp the hnnd tho new?
comer granted him. He held it fast
as he giehllned! "I>on't toll me that
you are bound for Reno!" She whim?
pered: "I'm afraid so, Mr. Ashton."
Hi pur down everything to take her
other hand, and tuned his voice to
condolence: "Why. I thought you and
Sam Whlfcopib were?"
"(>p wo wars nntH that shnwt*!#e<
"Mrs. Wellington? Don't hellere I
know her."
"I thought everybody had heard of
Mrs. Jlmmle Wellington."
"Mrs. Jlmmle?oh, yes, I've heard
of her!" Everybody seemed to have
heard of Mrs. Jlmmle Wellington.
"What a dance she has led her poor
husband!" Mrs. Whit comb said. "And
my poor Sammy fell into her trap,
too."
Ashton, zealous comforter, took a
wrathful tone: "I always thought your
husband was the most unmitigated?"
But Mrs. Whitcomb bridled at once.
"How dare you criticize Sammy! He's
the nicest boy in the world."
Ashton recovered quickly. "That's \
what I started to say. Will he contest
the?divorce?"
"Of course not," she beamed. 'The
dear fellow would never deny me any?
thing. Sammy offered to get it him?
self, but I told him he'd better stay
in Chicago and stick to business. 1
shall need such a lot of alimony."
"Too bad he couldn't have come
along," Ashton insinuated.
But the irony was wasted, for she
sighed: "Yes, I shall miss him ter?
ribly. But we feared that If he wer?
with me it might hamper me In get?
ting a divorce on the ground of da
?ertion."
She was trying to look earnest and
thoughtful and heartbroken, but the
result was hardly plausible, for Mrs.
Sammy Whitcomb could not possibly
have been really earnest or really
thoughtful; and her heart waa quite
too elastic to break. She proved it
Instantly, for when she heard behind
her the voice of a young man asking
her to let him pass, she turned to pro?
test, but seeing that he was a hand?
some young man, her starch was in?
stantly changed to sugar. And she re
warded his good looks with a smile, as
he rewarded hers with another.
Then Ashton intervened ilka a dog
in the manger and dragged her off to
her seat, leaving the young man to
exclaim:
"Some tamarind, that!"
Another young man Dehind him
growled: "Cut out the tamarinds and
get to business. MaUory will be here
any minute."
"I hate to think what he'll do to us
when he sees what we've done to
him."
"Oh, he won't dare to tight in the
presence of his little brldey-widey. Do
you see the porter in there?"
"Yea, suppose he objects."
"Well, we have the tickets. We'U
claim It's our section tUl MaUory and
Mrs. MaUory come."
They moved on into the car, where
the porter confronted them. When he
saw that they were loaded with bun
dUe of all *hnr**? ?nd sitae, ha waved
them ftwa*. with *c<"m*
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Tco*0?yt ar?i Tbuaedaygi*
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MORS ABOUT PRIVATEER.
Kerlone Bxoeptlont Taken to Mr.
Wells' Article.
Tindat, S. C? June 24. 1912.
BAitor Watchman and Southron:
I will have to ask you to print a
few lints for me about the piece
from Mr. W. (1. Wells, which you
published last Saturday, i do not
like to write this, at there are 80
many people who can write better
than i can, i was raited just after
the war when we had no free schools
and no money to pay teachers, and I
heal to work, as we all did to make 0
living. Pa did the best he could Cor
us, and we learned t<> read and
write.
i must say something in behalf of
the parents who are trying to give
their children some schooling. Mr.
Weils reaches the limit of aggrava?
tion When he says that what we say
about our rights In regard to schools
i.s very amutlng. 1 think that when
Mr, Wells and the others make fun
of us, both In public and private, and
throw slurs at us, that Is going far
enough, and I for one, and there are
n ^ ?? o many more, do not than** him
for telling all of your readers that
we say Is just lit t<> be laughed
at. it takes more than human pa?
tience t<> read it and not say some?
thing In reply. Ills whole piece was
a slur it us from one end to the
other. He siiyx that he does not
Want to gel iiit<? this, but he is a tax
pnyer. I pay taxes t".., but Mr, Wells
sa>s this to give us to understand
th;.t we hud better keep our mouths
shut. Hut "in tongues belong t<>
u< and We Will MO What We please
itnd he cannot stop us. He throws
at us about ihc way our grandfaihcrs
went t" mill. Me describes Privateer
e\;o !ly, |'rhatecr v\ent t<> mill and
(lethi i u?a ?h. meal and the other
schools the rock,
Mr, Weils boasted of the prlxes that
Ihr i.ethei school got on Kleld Day,
because he knows thai the children
from down here were not allowed
any phoning. There was Mr. Stubbs
Turner's son Jervey, who went to th<
Ingrain school, He made .i basket
but it did hot gel not l< ed, A nd M r
Alex Ostecn'Mson Clarence, who went
In the Held g< hool, I made i ^iu
gletree, but it did not ue? noticei
either. They put up noun exi use foi
?well. Mr. Weils did not have to
t.ik.- this to crow over ui about when
he knew we did not like it. but ho
just wanted to add Insult to injury.
lie thrown it at us about lh.' Dis?
trict bavins no land to build on.
They had a lot picked ou at the
Brown Cross Roads, and bought a
lot from Mr. B. R, Barkley, and i;
it had not been for him we would
have had two schools win n Bethel
school was built. We want to make
it look like we are trying t" r.oir
down tho Bethel school, but we are
mly asking for what we pay for. i
have no children, but 1 want to see
all of the children get some school?
ing, and not give it all to a few. 1
don't think .\ir. Wells ought to try
to make fun ??f us. and hurt our feel?
ings too. just because wo want all of
the children to get to school if they
can. and he knows that they cannot
all go to Bethel. He mentions the
vote for the present levy because it
was run over US, only six people vot?
ing for it. He mentioned it to let US
know that we did not have any busl
ne*S to say anything about what they
do.
H, says that he is in U\\ ?r ? f .1
Graded school at Providence, just t->
make fun of them. They can't build
a fowl house with $1.55, and they
have sense enough to know it. lie
wants to fool the" people of Privateer
to vote for the tax levy before they
get any Improvements and then we
Will be tied and they will do as they
please, But I f->r one will not do it
and I think a good many more vcill
not.
1 am not writing this to take up for
"Reader."
I hope he will reply to Mr .Wells
and give him what he needs, like 1
know ho can. But when "Reader"
;s only trying to help the parents to
?let some improvements for the
schools. 1 do not see any use to take
what he wrote as an excuse to abuse
us. and hurt all of our feelings, be?
cause he thinks we Will have to take
it and cannot help ourselves. He said
i lot Of things that I do not like, and
i good many more people do not like
'.hem either. In fact. I do not like
mything in the whole piece. It is
just to make people laugh at us and
make them think that we are trying
to raise a disturbance without any
grounds, and insult and abuse us at
the same time. He did not want to
IjTlPUS^Il ..or rnntlvftu l-w. \ I tnlll "
he did c :.? I >y on ? and i ?<???
[kon !?? will lo t at ae.it i^mt,
,\ are til trying to lo if - best
bother anybody and only asked for
what we paid taxes for. We all
hop,, that the next time Mr. Wells
wants to make fun and slur at some
>ne that he will get some one else
besides the patrons and children Of
the small schools and their friends.
Yours very respectfully,
J. DA ROAN OSTBBN.
Rub-My-Tism will cure you.
In tlu? Police Court.
Robert Newman, riding motorcy?
cle on forbidden s dewalk, 32.00 or
1 days.
Nehemtah Wells, leaving horse
unhitched. $5.00 or 1" days,
Glenn West and Blaln Smith,
gambling, bond of $lo.oo forfeited
for each.
John Stevenson, recklessly riding
bicycle. $5.00 or 10 days.
Charlie Brailsford. recklessly rid?
ing bicycle. $5.00 or 10 days.
Mary Padgett, pet t larceny, $30 or
SO day?.
Rub-My-Tism will cure you.
it Is rumored that Barney Evans
has quit the race for Attorney Gen?
eral, or li preparing to quit.
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season these dainty ornaments have
strengthened their hold on the popu?
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pendants make a charm finish to cos
tums of the prevlllng stylo. We have
a nice fresh stock of these In all the
different stones, gold bead, necks,
lockets, belt pins and tnosh bags, and
many othei plec m of jewelry, that
will make an ideal gift for graduate,
? Mir optical parlor is fitted tip com
plete; we do all our own lense grind?
ing. Graduate optician In charge, Let
u^ tit and adjust your glasses,
W A Thn -
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Announces ttat he has secured Ske services of Mr. J.
K. W ilson, of. Columbia, Tenn.h an experienced fur?
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We solicit your patronage, and appreciate same.
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