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By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
T HE two pillow cushion*, which,
with the Honorable Lysander
John Appleton, Kin Commis
sioner General of the United States,
compose the Pillow Cushion Club, sat
stiff, upright and unbending In their
corners, waiting for the meeting to
begin.
It was a Joy for the speaker of the
evening to look at them. So well-
fit uffed, so self-satisfied, so blank .*
expression; they looked like vvomec
whose sole ambition in life is» to keep
their figures, and who place all their
hope in a straight-front corset.
Lysander John gave them an en
couraging smile. "Mv wife and daugh
ter,' he said, “who spend most of
their time from home reading papers
on How to Make Home Life Beauti
ful, never had audiences more in
telligent and appreciative than mine,
Ladies, I thank you!
“I have delved Into Emerson. I have
wandered through Carlyle, and I have
failed to find' any problems more
serious than those I will submit to
night. As members of the Pillow
^Cushion Club we most grapple With
these questions. We must never again
shirk our share of the burden of the
world’s progress.
“Doubt, my dear audience, if my
wife and daughter at any of their
various clubs in the past month have
wrestled with more vital questions
than those I will lay before you this
evening.
, “First, How soon after an article is
borrowed is it proper to go over witn
an excuse demandin'" its return?
"If a friend buys an automobile,
can it be construed as a gentle nint
if you buy yourself an automobile
coat ?
"When a man’s family consists of
himself and wife, and he buys a four-
passenger car, does that Indicate a
kind, generous disposition, or a de
sire to escape being bored to death
by ridiqg alone with his wife?
“If either must be slighted in a
meal, the soup or tv » pudding, whieh
should It be? In other words, is it
wiser to smooth down the bristles of
temperamental man by starting him
feeling good at a meal, or to finish
him feeling satisfied?
“Is it economical and proper these
hard times to burv a woman’s false
hair with her, when, with a little
change In the color, her husband’3
next wife might wear it?
“My next problem,’’ he concluded
v ts one which will not permit of our
speedy adjournment if we attempt to
solve it. It is this: How many dif
ferent ways are there for a man to
act the fool?”
’Phone or Wire.
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yesterday, entering the outer cham
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Fish Not Wanted.
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tennis, golf, nor, for that matter, can
he even drive a motor oar!”
said the friend, “but he can
swim beautifully, you know.” •
“Swim, indeed! Now, I ask you.
would you like a husband you had to
keep in an aquarium?”
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A UNT RACHEL has been staying
with us on her way home from
California, and I have passed a
good deal of time with her. as I am ex
ceedingly fond of her. I really think I
am ’ her favorite niece. One morning
when I was helping her dress—I love to
pay her little attentions—I found that
there were no buttonholes In the new
lingerie blouse she had Intended to
wear.
"Dear me!” I said “We must get
Cousin Fannie to rectify this at once.
She’ll be delighted to make the button
holes for you."
"Why don’t you make them for me,
Lucile?” asked Aunt Rachel.
"Why, you see ” I began, and then
hesitated.
"Yes, I see. Lucile.” Aunt Rachel
said. "You don’t count buttonhole-
making among your accomplishments.
In my day a young woman was not con
sidered well bred If she could not make
a perfect buttonhole."
“You make me quite ashamed of my
shortcomings," I told her. "You see,
Cousin Fannie has always been rather
proud of her beautiful buttonholes, and
It would have seemed like infringing on
her rights if I had taken to making
them. too. Dear Cousin Fannie is a lit
tle sensitive, and I don’t like to hurt her
feelings "
"It’s quite possible that she would
like you to share her glory," Aunt
Rachel remarked. "If you wish to
learn. I’ll agree to make It right with
Fannie.”
That afternoon I went to Cousin Fan
nie’s room and asked her to give me a
lesson In making buttonholes.
"I’m awfully busy. Lucile," she said,
"for I’m trying to finish this waist that
Aunt Rachel pave me the silk for. 1
wish to wear It to-night at tho settle-
t reception. If you have button
holes to make 1 11 be giad to do them for
for you to-morrow."
I felt so disappointed that I said;
"Aunt Rachel criticises me because I
don’t know how to make buttonholes,
and you won’t take the time to teach
me. I did so wish to learn this after
noon." 1 pould scarcely restrain my
tears as I spoke.
"Why, Lucile. If you are so much In
earnest about It of course I’ll show you
how." said Cousin Fannie.
So we went to work. I made button
hole after buttonhole all afternoon, for
I was determined If I made them at all
to excel. Cousin Fannie told me that
evening that with a little more practice
I should soon equal her. So I kept at
it every spare minute for two days un
til I felt competent to make the button,
holes in Aunt Rachel’s blouse. When
she saw them she was so surprised and
delighted at my skill that she immedi
ately offered to buy me the perfectly
charming chiffon set that I had been
talking*»o her about.
I was so enchanted at owning*'be cov
eted set that f made an occf * (40
wear it by calling on Gertrude Bait-
very day I received It.
Sl^e was busy with the dressmaker,
but I sat quite a while chatting until
her brother, Carl, came home. I was
just going when Gertrude remarked that
the little silk coat which was being
made was all done but the three large
buttonholes. I offered to make them.
"Why. do you know how to make but
tonholes?” she exclaimed.
I replied by taking the garment and
setting to work with a nonchalance that
I was amused to see alarmed her.
"Well, you’re a wonder,” said Carl
when I had made a buttonhole and he
had examined It. "I don’t believe my
tailor could beat this."
As It was growing late, I suggested
that Gertrude allow me to take the
coat home and finish the buttonholes
the next day.
Rather Tired.
I was rather tired the next morn
ing. as I had been sewing so much
more than I was accustomed to do, so
I asked Cousin F'annie to make the
two remaining buttonholes in Ger
trude’s coat. She works so rapidly that
I knew It would be no trouble to her.
I was giad to have them done, for
George Requier called up on the phone
and asked me to go out to his tennis
club that afternoon.
As I had so suitable wrap, I wore
ertrude’s fascinating little coat. 1
ought she would be glad to have me
wear It after all the work I had done
for her. I was astonished w'hen I
saw her walking toward me across the
courts, for I naturally supposed she was
at home with the dressmaker.
"This Is a Jolly surprise,” I Raid
gayly, trying to make room for her on
the bench.
"It’s certainly a surprise,” she re
plied coldly, and, looking fixedly at the
jacket, she passed on.
I explained to George she must be
suffering from one of her severe head
aches, for I could not bear to have
him think any friend of mine would
he so rude.
Although I sent her the coat by par
cel post the next day, I have not had
a single word of acknowledgment or
thanks from her. Gertrude, I fear,
does not number gratitude among her
graces.
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"Let me see It," cried she, and Mr.
Gryce, greatly pleased at the success
of his trick, handed her the picture of
Genevieve Gretorex, satisfied that If
this good woman continued to find It
like the Mildred Farley she had men
tioned, he should find that Mildred Far
ley was the name the young woman he
had himself first taken for the original
of this picture, and In whose fate de
spite his reason and his years he had
found himself so much interested that
he had come here at this late hour of the
night to learn her name, and if possible,
her dwelling place.
His success surpassed his hopes. The
old lady looked at the picture, shook her
head and looked again.
Somewhat Different.
“How these photographs can de
ceive?” cried she. "If 1 had not stopped
to look at this twice, I would have sworn j
it was Mildred Farley’s face, but I see
now that she wears her hair quite dif
ferent, and that she Is older and much
better dressed than Mildred could ever
hope to be. Nevertheless, there la a
very striking similarity, and I should
like to see Miss Miss ”
"Handscombe," put in the detective.
“ and Mildred together. It would
be a pleasing study." And she stared
long and earnestly at the picture, wind
ing up with; "I should like to show it
to Mildred."
This was putting herself exactly In
the position desired by Mr. Gryce.
"You can do so," be observed, "If
you do not have to earn’ It f* r noT
keep It long. Does Mildred live any
where near you? Can you see her to
night?”
"She lives in my rourth story front
room, sir; Mildred Farley is one of my
boarders."
Mr. Gryce stroked his trembling right
knee with a very loving hand. "One of
your boarders," he repeated. "She is
doubtless then upstairs asleep."
"No, poor girl, no. She is a dress
maker and sometimes does not close her
eyes till 1 o’clock at night. She is not
asleep, but come to think of it, she is
not in the house at alL She went away
for a short vacation a few days ago,
and though she promised to be home
this afternoon, I believe she did not
come. It has always been my hope that
Dr. Molesworth would marry her. She
is a lovely girl and he is a very fine man.
Why, fhen, shouldn’t they come to
gether?"
"And what you makes you think
they will not? Why shouldn’t it be
she he is going to nmrry?”
"Why? Because they would have
told me. He knows a.^d she knows
there is nothing I wish so much. It
would be preposterous fot them to
keep it to themselves after all I have
K aid. No, if Dr. Molesworth is going to
marry any one (and I don’t believe yet
he is), it must be some ridiculous chit
of a girl he has met away from here:
and—Mildred why, Lena!"
This exclamation was caused by the
appearance at the door of a young girl
who the moment she saw Mr. Gryce,
shrank hack and started to run away.
But the emphatic "Lena!” stopped
her. and in a moment the old lady was
in the hall; a whispered conference en
sued, followed by the re-entrance of
the good woman with a note in her
hand.
"Well, I never!" she exclaimed, look
ing first at the letter she held and then
at the feeble figure of the old man who
had risen with well feigned Indifference
as if to go, ‘ A note from Dr. Moles
worth, which he left on purpose
for me! and that girl forgot to give it
to me till now! What can he have to
say!” And breaking the seal, she read
the few enclosed lines with a growing
wonder that ended in the joyous ex
clamation of "Good gracious, it Is Mil
dred, after all! He Is going to marry
her to-night, and bring her home to
morrow. Well, I will give up. Never
a word to me about It, and I so fond
of them both! I don’t understand it,
folks are so queer." And she fluttered
to and fro in ill-disguised joy, talking
and muttering to herself, while Mr.
Gryce pulled his muffler about him and
began to move slowly toward the d *r.
"I declare," she broke in, as hei at
tention was recalled to him by this
movement, "it does seem a pity for you
to go out again Into the cold. If you
think you would he better here, I have
an empty room.” But at this moment
a carriage was heard to stop before the
door, and, startled into a new train of
thought by this unwonted occurrence,
she moved towards the front windows,
exclaiming: "I do believe they have
come now!”
A Tragedy.
But at her first glance through the
curtains she drew back with a fright
ened air, and crying. "Oh. what can
this mean!" hurried towards the door
with every sign of intense agitation.
Mr. Gryce at once took her place at
the window, but he did not look out,
for at that moment a man’s voice was
heard in the hall, and the wary detec
tive thought it prudent to resume his
role Ok the self-absorbed, semi-oblivious
old man whose Infirmities were so -en
grossing he had neither eyes nor ears
for what went on about him. It was
well he did so, for in another moment
his imperturballty received a great
shock by the certainly unlooked-for en
trance of two men bearing a burden
which, at one glance, showed itself to
be the Inert form of a young woman.
From the appearance of one of these he
Judged him to b* I>r. Molesworth. They
were followed bv the landlady, crying
and wringing her hands.
"Mildred! Mildred! What has hap
pened to you, poor girl!" came In pierc
ing tones from the latter, as the sad
burden, having been deposited on a
sofa, she approached, and drew aside
the cloak which had hitherto concealed
the face.
"O God! how pale she Is; how cold!
Doctor, has she only fainted or Is
she—"
"Dead,’’ came from his lips In deep
and thrilling tones, while his gaze
sought the landlady’s face and rested
there with an Intentness he might not
have displayed had he noticed the old
manmumbling and chattering to him
self in a corner.
"And what haa killed her? What has
destroyed my poor girl, the very night
you hoped to marry her?"
"Shall I tell you?" The doctor had
waved the man aside who had assisted
him in his fearful task, and now stood
with folded arms side by side with the
landlady, looking down upon the still,
set face which, with the blue robe that
enshrouded the form, were already so
well known to the watching detective.
"She preferred this bridal to the one I
had planned for her. Now you know
all." And with just one more deep and
searching look at the landlady’s startled
face, he walked up to his assistant.
"That is all," said he, "I will do the
rest. The coroner will probably be here
soon and—who are you?”
This was aid to a small, slight man
who at this moment appeared in the
doorway.
"I am a detective, sir," was the reply,
and he was doubtless going to say more,
but he caught an unexpected .night of
Mr Gryce, and paused In some coh-
fusion. He had recognized a superior.
As for Mr. Gryce himself he had
scarcely noticed the young man; he was
too Intent upon the doctor who. at the
utterance of the word detective, had
wheeled suddenlj' about wth the evident
intention of hiding his surprise. But a
mirror hung oposite him. and in this
the watchful eye of Mr. Gryce detected
such an expression of uncontrollable
shock and anxiety that he inwardly con
gratulated himself over the curiosity
which had drawn him to this house.
The confusion, if there was such, in
the physician’s mind, was but momen
tary. In an Instant he turned and con
fronting the intruder, asked with some
severity;
"And what work is there for a detec
tive here? The young lady has taken
poison and Is dead. I have notified the
coroner ”
"Pardon me.” interrupted the other,
with every appearance of humility and
respect. "I have come from the coroner.
I am only a messenger and my errand
Is to say that as he can not come until
morning it might relieve you to have
me to stop here and see that there is no
Interference with thrf remains. It is a
common duty and it is not the first time
I have performed it."
A Word of Protest.
But it is nobody’s duty to watch over
this poor girl’s body but myself." broke
in the landlady, with hearty Indigna
tion. "Do you forget that It is a worn-
nn and a lady you are talking about, and
do you think I will stand by and see
any man, much less a stranger, take the
place which only one of her own sex
should occupy? She Is no relative of
mine, but I loved her and—doctor, you
have some regard for her memory, I am
sure; sen<i tjiat man away; he has al
ready been here too long."
And with a care that was almom
motherly in its tenderness, she drew
the end of the cloak once again over the
poor dead face, dropping a tear as sh«
did so. which was not unseen by Mr.
Gryce if it was unappreciated by the
stern and bttter-souled physician.
But, madam"—that stranger be
gan.
"Stop!" cried Dr. Molesworth, "I will
explain to her.” And in a few words he
told her how In cases of violent death.
It was thought advisable for the Coroner
to see the victim as soon after decease
as possible, and when, as In this case,
circumstances demanded delay, no one,
not even a mother could rightfully Inter
fere with whatever surveillance the
Coroner thought It his duty to Impose.
So you will let this man stay here, and
I will stay, too; for it is as much my
wish as yours that every respect should
be shown the one whom living I hon
ored sufficiently to wish to make my
wife." * •
The landlady shook her head with an
aggressive air. but made no further pro
test. Dr. Molesworth pointed to a chair
and the representative of the Coroner
sat down; then while the former glanced
at Mr. Gryce, who had Just caught hla
attention, a slight noise was heard in
the hall and a second stranger entered.
"What does this mean?" angrily cried
the doctor. "Is it possible that the front
door has been left open?" And
brusquely pushing by the newcomer,
he shut the offending door and then
coming back, asked his business of the
last arrival.
The fellow, who was slimmer than the
other and much more dapper, pulled a
small book and pencil from his pooket.
It was enough. Dr. Molesworth recog
nized a reporter, and gave his irritation
full play.
"You are intruding," cried he. "This
Is a private house and no one asked you
to enter As for the calamity which
has occurred, learn of It how and where
you will; I shall tell you nothing.”
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