The Orlando Clipper. (Orlando, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 50, Ed. 1 Friday, November 12, 1909 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens with a scene at a V>nx
party. Misc. Ilenri-tta Wli:»tantley. sis-
ter of Bishop Wlnaianloy ovvrhenrd
Hanker Ankony propose to Barbara llem-
ingray, whose brother Dun was in his
employ. Dun was one of the town's pop-
ular young men. He showed some nerv-
ousness when Attorney T :n Twining told
him Barbara refused Ankony. Ankony
the following day, sumniouSnK Twining,
accused Dan of looting the bank. Twin-
ing refused to proaecut®. Barbara per*
nuadeil Ankony to postpone starting
prosecution. Twining learned of the en-
gagement of Ankony and Barbara. He
congratulated hot li. He visited Miss
Jlimingray and found her almost in
tears. He told her he had loved her, but
feared prematurely announcing Dis af-
fection. By actions alone she told him
siif reciprocated. Mrs. Anson Dines,
wealthy widow, proposed a marriage by
proxy wilh Bishop Winstanley. The lat-
ter consulted with Twining. The bishop
liad been paying attentions to Miss
Streeter. Dan consulted Twining, say-
ing ills sisti r was determined to marry
Ankony, declaring she actually loved the
banker, though lie could not help believ-
ing silo was making a sacrifice to save
btin from jail. Miss Winstanley, find-
ing a pressed rose in the bishop's book,
scented a love affair. Mrs. Dines sailed
for America. Miss Winstanley informed
Twining that Mrs. Dines was Intent upon
stopping the marriage of Barbara and
Ankony. Mrs. Dines arrived and Ankony
immediately set about to sail with Bar-
bara for Kurope the following day. in or-
der, it seemed, to avoid Mrs. 1 >lnes. Mrs.
Dines confronted Ankony with evidence
•of his peculations while attorney for the
iate Mr. Dines.
CHAPTER X.—Continued.
"I shall not intrude upon you fur-
ther", she said; "but I desire you to
understand tiiat I am prepared to do
all that I say I will do in case you
do not yr.ld to my stipulation. I have
■with me the papers which leave no
room for doubt as to your guilt. Shall
1 give them to Mr. Twining, as your
attorney?"
am the attorney of the company
of which Mr. Ankony is the president,
madam," I said; "but in no case—"
"It is not worth while," Ankony in
terrupted.
Mrs. Dines bowed. "My own attor-
ney, Mr. Dean, has examined the pa-
ipers, and he will tell you—"
"If he has not already done so."
Miss Winstanley ventured, as her one
little shot.
"That I am able to carry out my
plans." Mrs. Dines finished. "But I
think you will see the wisdom in fol-
lowing the less aggressive course."
"You leave me no choice in the mat-
ter," he said bitterly. "I am the un-
der dog in the fight."
"The under dog is often to blame
for the fight," she said, tersely.
She approached the door, and I
held it open for her.
"Do you sail alone by the Deutsch-
land. Mr. Ankony?" she asked, turning.
He smiled grimly.
• I shall sail alone," he said.
declared Miss Win-
"We shall set
stanley blithely.
We went down to the carriage in
ailcnce. There we found the Winstan-
ley coachman about to ascend with a
telegram which a house servant had
just brought, knowing his mistress
was to make her first visit to Ankony
and hoping to find her there. She
climbed into the carriage, opened tha
message, read it, went so white 1 was
sure she was going to faint, and held
it out to me without a word.
1 read it with amazement and a
conscience that gave me some decid-
ed twinges.
"Married;" 1 exclaimed; "Bishop
Winstanley married! And to the
Sistine!"
"What!" cried Mrs. Dines; "did 1
scare him like that?"
Her palior gave way to a rush of
color, and, leaning back, she laughed
till her eyes fairly brimmed with tears.
There was no attitudinizing about it;
she was simply overcome with the
humor of the situation, and I hoped
! miring him. I'm the one to be <pun-
I ished, for anybody can see that the
hastening is entirely due to me. I
| suppose if I had any vanity I'd be get-
ting my punishment light now, but,
unfortunately, my sense of the humor j her.'
ous outweighs my vanity and I can
only—only—oh, Henrietta, for good-
ness' sake, laugh!"
A faint—a very faint twinkle lit in
Miss Winstanley's hurt eyes.
"It is absurd for him to run away
from us like this," she said "For you
know, Hannah, I was arrayed with
you."
Her friend nodded warmly, laugh
ter dancing over her face and in and
out among the copious chins.
"She is really a charrr. :ig girl." I
put in.
"Who is she, anyway?" asked Mrs.
Dines. "To think of my not asking
that before!"
"Miss Streeter," said I
of Mrs. Jack Ankony."
"Not Cecelia Streeter!
tell me! Why, Henrietta, dry your
eyes; this match was made in
heaven. She was born for the bishop-
ric. Think how she looks the part."
"So I am always reminding Miss
self and the diocese lnt<i
Now, see hero, Henrietta, considering
her looks and her reserve and her
money, surely you might forgive fler
for letting your brother run of with
"a cousin I
You don't
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"It's very good of you to try to
cheer me up," Miss Winstanley re-
sponded, vaguely.
"And it's downright foolish of you
to hold out against so beautiful an ar-
rangement. To my mind this is as
admirable a match all round as 1 have j
known of in a very long time. So do j
cheer up and be glad. Don't you \
agree with me, Mr. Twining?"
"Most heartily, us Miss Winstanley ;
knows," said I.
That little lady was not, however,
ready to yield herself at once to the ;
sudden situation.
"To run away!" she moaned; "at i
Charles' age!"
"But don't you see that it's a great I
compliment to me?" smiled Mrs. I
Dines. "Let me get that much out of
it, won't you? it shows how much j
confidence he has in my getting what :
I—want. You see, he didn't know j short and Ugly.
what brought me to America, and, tol- -professor, what is the latest word
lowing on the heels of my proposal to | 0l- ?cilin{,0 as, l(, there being inhabit-
hlm, It really seemed, you know, that | enU on j^ars?" asked the reporter.
"Hot!" answered the eminent as-
tronomer on the other side of the con-
tlie poor dear man must have lelt. j tn)V(.rKy
Winstanley, I ventured. ij wag comjng (0 marry him, whether!
"Then that s all she ever does, | >r no you can see for yourself how ;
wailed ber sister-in-law miserably. I
"Oh, by no means. You greatly mis-
judge her," Mrs. Dints contended.
"She is calm, 1 grant you, but a bish-
op's wife should be calm. No, really,
since your brother wouldn't have me,
1 don't know where he could have
done better. Besides, nine's prodigious-
ly rich, you know. What! You didn't
know? Oh, yes, immensely so. My
CHAPTER XI.
Oncc in the corridor Mrs. Dines put
out an unsteady hand to her friend.
"My tablets, Henrietta. It is so an
uoying to be weak."
"Weak!" echoed Miss Winstanley;
•"you were magnificent!" She clicked
open her bag and produced a small
white box. whose lid she quickly
slipped, extending it to the suffering
lady, while I begged them to come
Into my office until Mrs. Dines had
rested and felt a little recovered. But
Mrs. Dines declined.
"We must go to Barbara at once,"
she said. "Why, the poor child is
probably getting into her wedding-
gown at this minute. Think of it!
Ankony will go to her, of course, with
some explanation: but she must have
enough of the truth from us to prevent
any further mistake."
"And oh, the blessed relief it will be
to her!" breathed Miss Winstanley.
"You forget that she may love him,"
I suggested.
Mrs. Dines spun round on me at
that like a huge, laboriously spinning
top.
"You think that possible? Gracious
heaven, 1 hope not! I came to bring
her happiness, not to break her
heart."
"You need have no fear as to that,"
Miss Winstanley hastened, assuringly.
"You have done her a service beyond
words. You see, she has been very
clever in carrying forward her part
of the hideous program which she
mapped out, and her cleverness has
deceived Mr. Twining. I am willing to
stake everything I have that she
doesn't love Ankony, and that she
does—" She paused, her significant
glance full upon me.
Mrs. Dines lifted her brows, and,
comprehending suddenly, held out her
hand to me with gratifying and unex-
pected warmth.
"1 hope Henrietta is right, Mr. Twin
Ing." she said; "I do indeed."
"You cannot hope it as 1 do," I re-
plied earnestly; "but I have none of
her assurance, and a great many
doubts."
.
m
Charles
Did he imagine, 1 wonder, that if
everything else failed I should kidnap
him? Well, 1 forgive him even that. '
And I want you to forgive him, Hen
rietta. You must. That's a good,
sensible sister. And now it's quite
time we came hack to our mutton.
Tell the man to drive us to the Hern-
ingrays', will you, Mr. Twining? If
you don't feel up to going in, Hen-
rietta, I'll go alone, but one of us
must certainly see Barbara at once."
"Then jou may let me down at the
Fifteenth street corner of the
Square," said I. "I'll get along back
to the office."
As the carriage stopped, Miss Win-
stanley bent forward, looking eagerly
after a fast-disappearing figure.
"Isn't that Dan?" she cried. "Can
you overtake him? Ho is the one to
take her the word."
1 sprang out and caught up with
him within the block, although he was
swinging along at an uncomfortably
brisk gait.
"On your way to the house, are
you?" he asked when 'ie saw me. "It |
must be pretty nearly time for the
wedding. I was afraid I couldn't
make it in time, but I caught a flyer
within the hour after I had Barbara's!
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"To Run Away!" She Moaned;
earnestly that the bishop's sister
would gradually yield herself to it
also. At present she showed no signs
of it.
"Get in," she said to me; "we can't
discuss it here."
Obeying, we rolled decorously off.
Mrs. Dines' hand went out and cov-
ered her friend's.
"My dear, can you ever forgive me
for precipitating such a thing as this?"
she asked anxiously.
Miss Winstanley shook her head.
"You—you didn't do it," she mur-
mured; "he has been—beeh carrying
pressed roses; 1 suppose any one else
would have known what that meant,
but I—dear heaven, how could I be-
lieve such a thing?" she wailed. "And
to elope—oh, Hannah, think of it,
Charles to elope!"
Mrs. Dines' laugh rumbled forth so
contagiously that to save me 1 could
not help echoing it softly.
"That's just what I am thinking of,
dear," she said. "To think of his imag-
ining that he had to fly from poor me
like that! It's so funny! Oh, do try
to see how very funny it is, Henriet-
ta," and she sobbed in her enjoyment
ol' the affair.
"It is absurd and unforgivable," said
Miss Winstanley austerely.
The large hand tightened over hers,
and Mrs. Dines' tones became serious.
"You are not to hold it against him.
Promise me that. Take it out of me,
i but don't spoil hi3 happiness by cen-
poor little dot looks small beside hers.
She doesn't talk about it, but—"
"Does she talk about anything?" 1
inquired.
Mrs. Dines shot me an amused
glance over her friend's head.
"Silence is an excellent qualification
for a bishop's wife, I'm sure, Mr. Twin-
ing; then she isn't always getting her-
message.
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curb.
He was surprised to :,ee Mrs. Dines,
and greeted her with a boyish affec- j
tion that must have warmed her heart.
"All on the way to the wedding?"
he inquired after he had shaken |
hands.
"There is to be no weddirg, Dan," j
Miss Winstanley said, gently.
He had paled before she could ex-
plain.
"Nothing's wrong with Barbara'"
he asked, quickly.
"No, no; everything is just coming
right for her. Get in"—with a glance [
toward the coachman. "We are driv- J
ing to the house now, and Mrs. Dines j
will explain to you. Then you must
tell Barbara what is to be told. We'll
wait outside, and if she wants us we'll
come right in. if not you must tell
us, and we'll go away again. Don't
you—will you—" ^
"I must tell you good-by," I said.
As I started off across the Square,
Miss Winstanley called after me that
she would send for me later in the
day.
But 1 was too impatient to await her
summons, and four o'clock found me
at her door. As I turned in at the
steps, the door opened and Dan came
out, hurrying down and stopping at
sight of me to wring my hand. He
was beaming. 1 had not seen him so
much like his old self in months, and
it did my heart good. Somehow it
also seemed to presage well for me.
All his buoyancy had returned, and
he was once more the charming, ir-
resistible fellow we all loved.
(TO BE CONCLUDED.)
Pilepr
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In Praise of Georgia Grub
Macon Man Waxes Eloquent Over the
Excellence of the Eating Com-
mon in His Territory.
"Come down in tho goober fields of
Georgia if you want to know what
good eating is," said Mr. James Jack-
son of Macon, Ga., to a reporter of the
Washington Post. "Did you ever eat
a possum stuffed with goobers and
sweet potatoes, with corn pone and
gravy on the side, topped olt with ice-
cold buttermilk right from the spring-
house? If you haven't, you have
missed something," declared Mr. Jack-
son. "You can talk about your can-
vasback duck, your terrapin, and your
turtle soup, if you think that is the
finest of fare here, but wait until you
cat what I have described. Or try a
fat turkey, cooked with chestnuts, like
only one of 'before do war' black
'mammies' can prepare it. The goober
country in Georgia is the most pros-
perous and contented anywhere in the
south," continued Mr. Jackson. "The
people down there are extraordinarily
hospitable, and no stranger traveling
through the country can pissibly get
away from the farmers, who will in-
sist that the traveler stop and stay
8ver night to enjoy some of that cele-
brated eating. When yon come that
way, if you ever do, i will show ycu
what sure enough 'grub' is."
A Deal That Fell Through.
"Baron Fewcash was rather exact-
ing as to the dot."
"That wasn't what broke the en-
gagement," answered Mr. Cumrox. "I
don't object to seeing a young man
look out for his interests. But when
he applied for a cash advance in or-
der to buy an engagement ring, 1
must say it struck me as unbusiness-
like."
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Dahlgren, David E. The Orlando Clipper. (Orlando, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 50, Ed. 1 Friday, November 12, 1909, newspaper, November 12, 1909; Orlando, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc305882/m1/3/: accessed April 19, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.