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Full Title	Chicago Ledger, v. XLIII, no. 17, Saturday, April 24, 1915.
Contributor	Anthony, Wilder.
Date Added	14 May 2019
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1915-04-24
Publisher	Chicago, Ill. : W. D. Boyce Company
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	Gold and the girl; or, A Cattle man's grit / by Wilder Anthony. Cattle man's grit
Topic	Popular literature > Specimens. Story papers > Specimens.
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Disclaimers	Disclaimer of Liability Disclaimer of Endorsement

OCR ’ not long hold the curious hence from .was too rztvishecl - CHICAGO, ILL., SATURDAY. APRIL 24. i915. ‘[C'5pyrish't‘l916 Jay W. n. Boyce Col] 4 A ,7 cnarrnn 1., ; - THE ssnrswr IN EDEN. IGIITEEN!" . . 'Before the residence in Newport or a , multi- E11-. Dress. I?-stall was shouting the carriage calls of his master's e ts. ‘ Minnie?" a,vil- lager giggled. wh e she and her com- m this vantage point an enticing view could be’ had of the brilliantly-lighted entrance of the house’, from which emanated an atmos- phere or gayety. -But the splendor of the footmsn could crow rrom the superldr attraction of the toilettes of daughter. Miss Helen." ‘ the, information was social season. sister's got n-friend as is one or their parlor maids." ' something might have been argued as to the Rexhills’ fitness for social emi- scll-conscious tighten- ing of Mrs. l'iexhIii‘s lips, but the crowd to be critical by the show of wealth which the women made, as they waited upon their purring motor. ‘ hut ain't that swell!" ecstatic- ally murmured Minnie. as the landaulet slowly made the passage of the grilled Kate: and the deep brown eyes or Miss llelen. who had hear the‘ remark. lingered for a the little villager. A smile. mingled of xzratiilcation and disdain. hovered over the lips of the social favorite, as the car shot torwsrd into‘ the roadway. “Well, that's over,“ said Mrs. Ilexhill o <C:A’r'n‘I:;.Is ef‘M,ANs=slGmT . " , i By WILDER ANTHONY her mother-snorted indisnantly. revcnl- ing lines in er face which hinted at the truth. that her life had not always been spent in the lap of luxury. It the Senators rise in the uftnirs of the nation 11 , venal politics, his wife's social rise been no less fostered by chicnnery. and in their own ‘ways. each bore scars ot the conflict. Until lately. their success had seemed to Mrs. Rexhlll well worth the struggle, for societzs to u. wom e supremacy of r position and of her husband's Czar- like ‘political dominance. Ilut,, n her heart, she knew that er tenure was that of wealth alone. without which her friends would her social cnrcata. like wolves, to rend it: and only tli8<"'da)’. the Senator, with gray lips. ‘had confessed to her that he faced nnanclal ruin. ' In the ilrst shock of her horror, he had gone on to, say that he hoped to rise superior to the- crisis. as he had mastered everything else in his life. but even her conildcnce in him had hccn shaken. She could not understand how the defeat of the party in the List presi- dential elcction could ave so riddled him. The dreadful shu-low rested upon themselves nlone. because he had in- sisted that Helen should not he laid at it. Mrs. Rexhill hull had to yield to lliln in this, over her protest. “No, Martha, no! I know what you have in mind, my dear.’ lint your sm- hltions for Helen, in that respect, are for You. and her. and the mnn in the case. I give to her, hut I don't make 2 F through her. Now, let's have no more or that." He had declared that all he needs-d was to to :1 head certain well-laid plans in the lVest, Irom out of which he had sprung to cm nence, when he would he wealthier ihun before; but with the intolerance of his old, scopin- were. however. impnntllng con- liis wife had the impression, that they involved an tlict between the sheep rind the cattle interests in Wyoming. She hml heard the matter mentioned in alismustllrins lie- tween him and Helen. for the girl was his confidante in many respects, and had feared injury to the prospects at a mum: rancher. Gordon Wade. in whom she had hccn internstctl for u long ulvilr-. The name of Wade, who was :1‘ clean and ‘ fellow. was intolerable to mother derived from the trouble which threatened them. lay in the possibility that tnese’two young people would he alienated from each other. She had gone with Helen to the din- ner. from which they were leaving, buoyed up by the thought of so happy on outcome. and was more than planned wilt-It Helen was taken in to the tftbio by young lilaxwf-ll Frayne, who had been attentive to her in lvnshlngton during‘ the whole or the post season there. Upon the prospect I this match, Mrs. llcxhlll staked her highest hope, for ' only colossally of the llcxiliil family in society. light of such advantage. she was eager ver expcol hing better of The possibility oi’ ruin made him seem all the more desirable to Mrs. Iiexhill, und she “(is thoroughly intoler- ant or her daughters roolness toward him. As the landaulct swcpi. on. Mrs. Itex. hiil's heart was I ll of bitterness, for on t significant of ovenin.-:9. Helen had been more than usually unresponsive to l-‘rnync. That the trlrrs auburn hair and smoldcrlm: brown eyes made her :11. most etherenlly lovely in the halt-light ot the car. “as Al further cross to the mother. because of the wasted oppor- tunitY.lml"licd by such good looks. Like lhvmnalion, Mrs. Iiexhill could have prayed Venus to brcatils into the Galatco-like loveliness or the daughter. ‘ ow or warmth for Maxwell Vrnyne. who so rvidcnuy loved her. She was evcn t‘rvn5lLlcring' the advisability of (Eli- inxz iicicn of the (‘ontiiiiun of her father's nffnirs, above his admonition to the con- when that young woman's pa- tience Rove Wu)‘. "Mother, you nre in a villainous hu- mor. Avhat on earth is the use of going to these tiresome dinners. it they are going to wear upon you so?" lllrs. lcxhni fumed until the air secmcd chanted with the current of her anger I r‘ Do you suppose I go for my own pleasure?" she aciduously demanded. Helen. don't-don't annoy me further-.. rm not in a mood to put up with You know what I mean." “surely." The giri‘s soft laughter dis- posed of her mother's attempt at author- ty. There -was too much ot the senator ) It's- scarcely eeeable. it‘s so little and thin." . Mrs. nexhllrs snort of displeasure was not an agreeable sound "We well understand each other, mother. I'm never going to marry Maxwell. so lve up he 1:. likely we shall have to give all hop->. it you don't marry him," said her mother, with a signitlcance that only she could amlreclate. ' " a don't see why. Anyway. I couldn't marry him depended on i does. Mother, imagine him in pajamas “lie en . "shocking, isn't it?” The girl's voice rippled w h amusement. "But the‘ thou2;ht‘s not so shocking as the reality- Would he. The man I w ca tell Half of nothing is nothing. That's what Maxwell is. Just all“ . "Nothing!" -Mrs. Rexhill turned in her seat to face her daughter. “The Fraynes ot Frnyne Manor are nothing?" lleleh nodded gravely. . “They all are." she said judicially. “I haven't met a real man-s real young man-this season. I haven't. 1 tell you. mother. you think we've gone up in the “'0 don‘t. I think were gone back. it ’o I I'm ot halt the human heing I used to be in without it. me. and the r empty-hea-led. idle people I meet, and the unhappier they make me." “Oh. for mercy's sake. don‘t cultivate such moods." Mrs. Rexhlll spoke impa. tlvntiy. "Yo Judge Maxwell ,too harshl - “Do l? Well, alter today, let’: not