The Press-Democrat. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 11, No. 17, Ed. 1 Friday, January 23, 1903 Page: 3 of 10
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CIND£RELLA:3 SISTERS AND
THE STORY Of THEIR WOOING
Showing How a Miss Hopeful Came Within an Ace ol Playing Her Cards
Successfully, to the Disadvantage ot Her Elders.
(I
F ever there wore two disa-
gree able, hateful, tyrannical
I old maids on earth, those two
A are my step-sisters, aud you
know it. Miss Reade."
Miss Heade looked uncomfortable.
"As your governess, you know, Klla,
1 ought not to listen to your remnras
on your sisters " she began, ner-
vously.
"Step-sisters, please," snapped Ella.
"Oh, Miss Reade, If you bad only been
here before they came. It was so
nice."
"Didn't they always live here, then?"
asked the governess.
"Oh, dear, no. Their father died
twenty years ago, when Laura and
Theodora \Cere six and eight years
old, and when mother married a year
later. Mr. Newton's mother took them
to* live with her. Then mother died
two years ago. and father said I wasn't
old enough to take charge, though 1
was fifteen. So as old Mrs. Newton
had died a year or so before, and
Laura and Theo were staying with
their father's sister, father wrote and
asked them to come here. They've
done nothing but interfere with me
ever since they came. You haven't 1
been long enough here to find out yet,
but you will soon. The idea of taking
that book away from me."
"Well, you know, Ella. dear, it is
not quite a book for young girls; but
hush—I hear Miss Newton's voice.
Do go on practicing."
The door opened, and a tall, grace-
ful girl entered. She looked as much
younger than her real age as Ella
looked older, and no one would have
guessed her to be more than twenty-
three or four. She looked very pale
and there were tears in her eyes and
n quiver in her voice as she addressed
the governess.
"Miss Reade, I have just had a tele-
gram to tell ino that my aunt has
had a paralytic stroke. My sister and
I are going to her with the next train.
•.Will you kindly take charge here? I
^vill give you all directions if you will
come to my room. Ella, you will ex-
plain to father, dear, aud be kind to
the little ones."
* All was bustle and confusion for the
next two hours, and then the sisters
drove off to catch their train from the
junction.
"It's too annoying." cried Major
Leigh when he arrived later in the
afternoon and was met in the ball
by E'la. eager to tell him the news.
"Just exactly my luck. Why couldn't
their aunt take ill at some other time?
What on earth shall I do? Write and
put them off, I suppose."
"Put who off? Have you asked any-
body down?" asked Ella, who was ac-
customed to her parent's Incoherent
style of conversation.
"I met two friends in town to-day,"
explained her father, "whom I haven't
seen for six or seven years, and I
asked them down for some shooting.
I suppose I must put them off."
tti "No need for that," answered Ella,
with a toss of her head. "There are
plenty of good servants, and Miss
•Reade can order dinner and chaperoue
me. Who are your friends, father? I
suppose they are quite old."
* "They don't think so," said the Ma-
jor with a grin, "though no doubt you
will. They are some years younger
jthan myself, both on the sunny side of
forty. It's too bad of the girls," went
on the Major, absently, and half for-
getting his auditor. "I always thought
there was something between Dot and
'Ashby, and it would do very well now
that he has come into his uncle's prop-
erty. And Courtenay's always talking
about his ideal woman. I wonder what
he'd think of Laura. linn away, Ella;
1 wasn't talking to you. Go and tell
Miss Heade I want her."
• - Miss Reade was a weak and foolish
woman, who, being incapable of ex-
ercising any control over her strong-
willed pupil, managed her by means
of gross flattery and unlimited indulg-
ence. She was writing in her own
room when Ella ran in to tell her of
the expected visitors.
; "And I shall have them all to my-
self," cried the girl, exultantly; "with
no sisters to keep me in the back-
ground; no hateful Laura to look ma-
jestically at me if I venture to speak;
no detestable Theo to snub me. I look
Quite grown up, don't I, Miss Reade?"
r- "You are grown up, dear," replied
the judicious governess. "You look
quite twenty. And seventeen is a mar-
riageable age, you know. Wouldn't it
be fun to steal a march on your sisters,
and get married to one of these gentle-
men V" •
K "Wouldn't it? And the point is,
Miss Reade, that I believe father asked
these men down to meet Laura and
Theodora—I won't call her Dot; so
absurd to keep up baby names when
she is so old. I mean to have some
fun with these men. Wouldn't it be
Jolly if I were to marry one?"
"It would indeed," Miss Reade as-
sented.
"It Js a distinct leading of Providence
that the sisters are away." laughed
Ella. "If they were at home I shouldn't
have a chance. I should be kept in the
background; and besides, Laura is
handsome and Theo really lovely."
"But you have the charm of youth
• and your artless ways are more win-
ning than the finished manners of
older women."
Ella did not answer. She stood look-
ing absently at the window.
"What is my Cinderella thinking
of?" asked Miss Reade, after a pause.
"Of—Cinderella." answered the girl,
with a little gleeful laugh. "I have a
plan. Miss Reade. anil if you help me.
I'll take you to live with me when 1
am married. I'm going to act a little
comedy. I am Cinderella; ill-treated
by my step-sisters, who are old, ugly
and jealous, but I am too noble to
complain. I am resigned, gentle, ever
obliging."
"I see. 'Pity is akin to love.' And
you think you can interest these men
by playing Cinderella. Well, it is not
a bad idea. Rut how can I help you?"
' I'll tell you later. Meantime you
had better go to father. 1 quite forgot
to tell you lie wants to see you."
Colonel Ashby arrived next evening.
Sir George Courtenay was not expect-
ed for a day or two, and Ella felt
rather relieved. One man was enough
to begin with. The Major mentioned
casually at dinner that his elder
daughters were from home, and Ernest
Ashby felt a pang of disappointment.
He had hoped to meet Dot, for ho had
heard of the death of her mother and
of the sisters having gone to live with
their step-father. His brief love story
had been played out one autumn in a
country house where Dot had been
visiting alone. Ashby had fallen vio-
lently in love with Dot. but although
she had returned bis affection, their
engagement was never announced, for
they had quarreled almost at once,
and Ashby had gone abroad in a tit
of temper.
As soon as the Major had fallen
asleep over his dinner, Ashby made his
way to the drawing-room, where ho
found Miss Reade at the piano, and
Ella prettily reposed in a window re-
cess. He quickly joined the latter,
aud began to make conversation.
"You have sisters, haven't you?" lie
asked, after a time.
"Step-sisters, aud three darling little
brothers."
"Your sisters are from home just
now?"
"Oh, yes," with an arch smile, "or I
shouldn't lie here."
"Shouldn't you? Why not?"
"Oh, well"—a pause. "You see, I
am rather young, and my sisters keep
me in the school-room. They are very
good and kind, but quite old; they
think me a child."
"Quite old!" he exclaimed. "Why,
they cannot bo. At least the one I
know cannot be much over twenty."
Ella bit her lip in annoyance at her
blunder. She had forgotten that Ash-
by had known Dot.
Ella hesitated a moment, then risked
a daring step.
"Darling Dot," she murmured. "Ah,
Colonel Ashby. did you not knowV
Dot died two years ago."
"Dot dead!" he cried, in a voice of
anguish. It was over, then; his dream
of reconciliation. He could never ask
forgiveness now; never explain away
Ids harsh words; never hear her dear
voice whisper pardon. "I am sorry to
have distressed you," he said, wearily,
after a pause. "I had not heard of—
of your sister's death."
Ella smiled through her tears like an
April morn.
"I can't quite talk of darling Dot
yet," she said, unsteadily. "We were
so much to each other, and 1 am so
lonely now she's gone."
"You must be," he answered, almost
tenderly. "You must miss her ter-
ribly."
"Oh, I do," cried Ella, pressing lior
handkerchief to her eyes, and there
was a long silence. At last Ella loolied
up. "I must saj' good-niglit now,
Colonel Ashby," she said, with a little
smile.
"Already?" ho remonstrated. "Why,
it's very early. Don't go yet."
"Oh, but I have such a lot to do to
night," she answered, simply.
"Do you still do lessons, then?"
"Oh, no," cried Ella, earnestly. "I
am going to the nursery. Baby Bertie
won't let anybody else put him to bed.
And then, my sisters have left me
things to do."
"Tasks?" asked Ashby.
"Mending, ami things like that. They
have taken their maid with them, you
see."
"Rather hard linos on yon. Don't
they ever take you out with them?"
"Oh, they are very kind," said Ella,
"and they have promised to take me
somewhere some day, when the boys
are old enough to be at school and I
am not so much needed at home."
"Rather a distant prospect," re-
marked Ashby. "I'm afraid It's a
case of Cinderella and the cruel stop-
sisters."
Ella rather forgot her part next day.
Her father was laid up with a sudden
tit of gout, and Miss Reade was kept
busy looking after household affairs
and subduing a mutiny In the nursery.
Ella sauntered round the grounds with
the Colonel, chatting gayly, and then
lns:sted on rowing about on the pond,
as unlike a household drudge as pos-
sible. This occurring to her very
forcibly, she made an effort to resume
her role.
"What a nice holiday I'm having!"
she remarked, accordingly, resting on
her oars, aud fixing gleeful eyes on
him. "That dear Miss Reade has un-
dertaken all my duties this week that
I may have a complete rest. Isn't it
sweet of her?"
"Poor little woman." lie rejoined—
they were on quite familiar terms
now—"It's a shame you should be so
overworked, and I shall tell your fa-
ther so."
"Oh, no, you mustn't," cried Ella, in
quick alarm. "I can't have dear fa-
ther worried, especially now he is ill.
You mustn't think I'm complaining.
My sisters are very good to me. Prom-
ise mo you won't say anyi'llnjj; please
promise me."
"I promise, I promise." lie soothed
her. "I won't say a word, you loyal
little soul. It's hard lines just now.
Cinderella, but remember how the
fairy tale ends, and this may end
sooner than you think."
"How? What do you moan?" asked
the child, with wide, innocent eyes,
and Ashby hastily changed the sub-
ject. resolving to say nothing more
to disturb her "heavenly innocence."
As soon as Sir (Jeorge Courtenay
arrived. Ella turned her attention to
him. He, at least, could not bore her
about the defunct Dot. Ella really
was a clever girl, aud she knew that
simple pathos becomes wearisome in
time, so without abandoning her role
of Cinderella, she kept it rather in the
background, and prattled so happily
and even wittily that both men were
amused and fascinated by her. So
skilfully did she play her part tde-
veloping histrionic talent in a way
that quite dazzled Miss lleado) that
by the end of a week her success had
far outstripped her wildest hopes.
Both men had resolved to propose for
her. Ella had determined to accept
Courtenay. If she chose Ashby. lie
must inevitably discover her decep-
tion about Dot. but Courtenay had
never met her sisters and could not
hold her responsible for any discrep-
ancies ho migfrt notice between her
description of them and reality.
"I may as well own it to you. little
one," ho said, one afternoon, as they
strolled on the lawn. "1 was engaged
to your sister. It was rather a hope-
loss affair, for I was wretchedly poor,
so we kept it to ourselves. But a
secret engagement is an awfully trying
thing, and I was a jealous fool. We
quarreled, and parted, and so aud so—
1 lost her."
Ella was silent.
When she was gone. Courtenay f«'ll
Into conversation with Miss Reade,
and Ashby went indoors. Running
upstairs, lie stumbled over a bundle
which, on investigation, turned out to
be a sobbing child of tender years.
"What's wrong, little one?" he asked,
picking it up carefully.
"Ella slapped baby," sobbed the
Child.
"Ella di l? Where is Ella, then?"
"Don't want Ella," wailed the baby
so heartbrokenly that Ashby felt quite
touched. Ho was trying to console it
when to his relief tlie nurse appeared
with n flood of apologies.
"I'm so sorry, sir, but I had to go
downstairs for something, and Master
Bertie ran after me. We're all at
sixes and sevens just now, sir. for the
young ladies being away makes such
a difference."
Baby burst into renewed sobs, wail-
ing. "Mo no want nursie; me want Dot.
Oh. me do so want Dot."
"Ah. poor little man! I. too. 'do so
want Dot,' " sighed Ashby.
That evening the Major received a
letter from Laura, informing him that
her aunt was bettor and she and Dot
wculd return the following afternoon.
ITe kept this to himself. Intending a
pleasant surprise, and bad himself es-
tablished on the lawn next day at tea
time. Ella made such a pretty pic-
ture of filial love as she hung about
her father's chair that Courtenay made
up his mind to delay no longer, but to
ask her at once to submit to be trained
—after marriage—into his ideal woman.
So lie presently asked her to come for
a stroll around the lawn, and Ella*
reading his purpose in his face, ros«j
with alacrity. But, alas! In the very
act of raising the costly cup to her lips'
it was dashed to the ground. At this
veiy moment there appeared two la-
dies, hastening from the house across
the lawn to .loin the party around the
tea table. Ella turned white. Her
father held out welcoming hands.
"The girls!" he exclaimed, joyously.
"Welcome limine, dears!"
At tills moment—whence, no one
eould tell—three children dashed across
the lawn and up to the newcomers, ut-
tering shouts of welcome.
"Oh. sisters, we're so glad you're
back!" cried the eldest. "Ella's been
horrid. She's made us live in the
nursery and never come downstairs."
The two guests had boon looking on
mystified, but as The ladles came nearer
Ashby fairly gasped for breath. For
the lady round whose nock baby was
clinging was no other than his lost
Dot. As for Courtenay, he was
stricken speechless by Laura's calm
loveliness. Here- at least in appear-
ance—was his ideal woman.
"Don't you know my daughter. Ash-
by?" asked the Major. "Dot, I
mean."
"It can't be," gasped Ashby, hoarse-
ly. "It isn't possible. Dot is dead.
Ella told mo she died two years ago."
"Dot dead," repeated the Major, stu-
pefied. "What—ou-earth do you
mean?"
"But—thero must be—some awful
mistake. Ella told me," faltered Ash-
by, and then Dot raised her eyes to
his and said: "Ernest!" and bo had no
more doubts.
Ella, meantime, had most judiciously
disappeared and her mystified father
postponed Inquiries till next day.
Then, however, her little brothers,
who had hung about the gardens
many an evening and boon unsus-
pected witnesses to tender scones and
pathetic plaints, told enough to reveal
to the astonished and wrathful Major
Cinderella's little plot.
Some months later a double wedding
took place in the village church. The
bridegrooms were Colonpl Ashby and
Sir 'Jeorge Courtenay. and the brides
were Cinderella's sisters. New York
News.
Herman In Chicago Sclionla.
A plan adopted In Chicago schools
provides that German shall not be
taught in a school unless seventy-five
pupils ask for it. in which case the
necessary teachers will be furnished.
Students in other schools wishing Ger-
man may be trausftrred to those where
it is taught.
MAY HAVE TGLD STORY
OF GOEBLL'S MVRDEH
M
H. E. Yd_T3EV
mro, rrrjjiE:;rv.—\HAj ctt&r.xiKD m
ccmcA rrr run nmauttraosABC
For nearly one whole day last week
Henry 5. Youtsey. now serving a life
sentence for complicity in the murder
of William Goebel, was before the
grand jury of Franklin county, Ken-
tucky.
It is believed that he had carried
out his expressed determination to
tell ail he knows, and to lay hare all
the details of the conspiracy which
came within his knowledge.
Youtsey was on duty on the day of
the assassination in the private office
of Secretary of State Powers, frrni
which the fatal shot was fired, and di-
rectly after the shooting he ran to the
office of Gov. Taylor, going not across
the hall, but by way of the basement,
and reported the shooting to the Gov-
ernor and those in the room with him.
Youtsey refused to appeal his ease
and set about serving his life sen-
tence. He has steadfastly refused to
tell who was in Powers' office with
him and who was in Gov. Taylor's
office when he went there to report the
shooting.
Though Jim Howard has been con-
victed of being one of the assassins,
there are many who believe that it
v.as Youtsey and not Howard who fired
the shot.
Some time ago it was reported that
Youtsey had made a clean breast to
Criticism of Jurist.
There is criticism of Justice Van
Brunt of New York because he has ac-
cepted the presidency of a trust com-
pany while retaining his place as jus
tice of the supreme court. His pro-
bity is unquestioned. Judge Van Brunt
will receive no salary as the trust com-
pany president until he retires from
the bench, and will give practically
his entire time to the state, but the
incompatibility of the two relation-
ships is being commented on. parti-
cularly in view of the judge's an-
nouncement that he will noi resign
from the bench.
Commonwealth's Attorney Franklin,
but this was afterwards denied.
Youtsey in his testimony before th«
grand jury is said to have Implicated
not only those who are under Indict-
ment but others whose names have
been mentioned only in the testimony
o' witnesses at the several trials.
Brief History of the Crime.
Youtsey was convicted of the mur-
der of William Goebel and sentence d
to life imprisonment. The state main
tained that it was he who procured the
rifle bullet that killed Goebel and
that he gave them to the mour
taineer, "Jim" Howard. Their belief
was thai he or Howard fired the shot
Youtsey was clerk and stenographer
in the office of the state auditor. All
tne state house employes were very
much excited when Goebel filed hie
election contest. When it became evi
dent that he would win the excitement
reached fever heat. To them all il
meant loss of office.
Youtsey was of a high strung and
nervous temperament. The excite
ment affected him greatly. He pro
posed the killing of Goebel to several
people. The evidence was very cleat
against him and he was arrested, con
victed and sentenced to a life term.
After a few months in prison Yout
sey, it was reported, became insane.
UNION ARMY LEADER DEAD
Major General von Vegesack Passes
Away at Stockholm, oweden.
Maj. Gen. Ernest von Vegesack, offi
cer of the Swedish army and formei
LOVE MATCH ENDS UNHAPPILY.
Former Crown Princess of Austria
Deserted by Her Husband.
A dispatch from Vienna last week
contained the information that the
Crown Princess Stephanie of Austria
was separated from her husband,
Count De Lonyay. He was said to
have left his wife and given no in-
dication of his whereabouts.
Just what the cause of the rupture
is no one knows, but it is not a hard
puzzle to solve. The Crown Princess
is the widow of Archduke Rudolph
and a daughter of King Leopold of
Belgium. The latter bitterly opposed
her second marriage. Although Count
De Lonyoy was a diplomat of high
standing, the King maintained the
match was not a proper one.
Her marriage resulted in a complete
breach between the King and herself.
He refused to speak to her or to com-
municate with her in any manner.
The Countess denies in the most em-
phatic manner that her husband has
left her. She telegraphed to the
Vienna Neiies Wiener Journal from
f *
COOV7TM /.O/YMr
Cape Martin, near Mentone, France, as
follows:
"Stories untrue. Count here. Deny
impertinent rumors."
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mlf m
GS.7V VUN VZGOSACA
(Jhs Funny
*.J~idle of
Life.
WOMANLIKE.
She siU beside the window all the day,
l ut ncwr sees the people who go by ;
Iler look is very, very far away
And now and then she draws a gentl®
high.
She wait* for one to come who never will.
For one who bade her wait for him one
day;
And it he came she'd spurn his touch, but
still
She wails for him and grieves her life
ii\\ ay.
—Chicago Record-Herald.
DISINHERITED.
"Remember, my daughter, that 'the
meek shall inherit the earth.' "
'Yes! But some chesty individual
will always smash the will!'*—Puck.
THE REGULAR THING.
Cleverton "You've been pretty ill.
haven't you?"
Dashaway "Yes. sir! So ill that
several doctors bad to be called in dis-
agreement."- Puck.
WHY ASlv?
"And what does your son intend to
write- historical novels or literature?"
"As I said before, lie expects to get
rich from the work of his pen,"—Chi-
cago Record-Herald.
A SURE THING.
Flubdubbc "Do you suppose that
Jrl Bilkins is to marry is as rich as
she Is said to be?"
Pinhcdde—"No question about it L
know Bilkins." The Smart Set.
A STUDY OF A RICH MAN.
"I wonders how a rich man feels?"
"Well, 111 tell you. He feel dis-
away: Now dat lie got it he can't keep
it; en ef lie do keep it somebody else
will slio' git it!" Atlanta Constitu-
tion,
HIS BADLY CHOSEN PHRASE.
"Don't you think that young Hunker
wants to marry Miss Dollyers for her
money?" asked llojack.
"I think so," replied Tomdlk. "I
heard him say that he loved bur for all
she was worth."- Judge.
POSITIVELY RUDE.
general in the Northern army during
the American civil war. died last week
at Stockholm, Sweden at the age of 82.
(Jen. von Vegesack was a dis-
tinguished Swedish soldier, who had in
his veins the fighting blood of sev-
eral generations of Northland nobles.
He held the rank of brigadier general
in the Union army and participated in
all the big battles of the civil war. At
Antietam he particularly distinguished
himself. On his return to Sweden ho
was highly honored by the govern4pmt
and since that time he held numerous
important positions in King Oscar's
army. In 1900 (Jen. von Vegesack sent
a letter of sympathy and comradeship
to the meeting of the Grand Army of
the Republic at Chicago.
A "Flyinft-Bird Cage."
A very unique institution in the New
York "Zoo" is what is know as the
"Flying-bird Cage." This cage is the
largest of its kind in the world, be-
ing 56 feet high. 72 feet wide and 155
feet long. Large oak and other trees
grow In this cage, ami the birds live
within its wire-netting bounds In the
utmost freedom. The frame of the
cage is built of Iron pipes, which are
covered over with thin-meshed netting.
The Future of Electricity.
Prof. Mason of the Smithsonian In-
stitution savs that the most needed
achievement of 1903 is the discovery
of a satisfactory method of economiz-
ing electricity. Seme day. he says,
in the not distant future the rivers
will make all the electricity we ivant.
We shall harness tie stream ami they
will heat every house, run every
wheel and light every lamp.
'-a' £\
Miss Cutting "I'm surprised to see
you here, Mr. Softlelgh. I thought you
were traveling in Europe."
Softlelgh—"Weally, I aw—did think
ol going, doncherknow, but—aw- at the
last moment I changed me mind."
Miss Cutting "Indeed. But I am
sure you couldn't have lost anything
by making the change."—New York
World.
RESPONSIBILITIES.
"Remember," said the serious citizen,
"that wealth has its responsibilities."
"Yes," answered Mr. Cumrox. "So
long as you are humble and obscure
you can say 'I seen it' and *1 done it'
and eat with your knife all you want
to."—Washington Star.
HE KNEW.
Mrs. MeCaul "Isn't this little John-
ny (J ada way?"
Johnny- "Yes'm."
Mrs. McCaul—"I was just going to
call on your mamma. Is she at home?"
Johnny—"No'm! She's just went
down on the next block to look for me."
—Philadelphia Pi ess.
JUST THE SIZE.
The silver moon peeped .up behind
the hills of Lake Roland.
"What Is the height of your ambi-
tion?" she asked, more to break the
monotony than anything else.
"Oh. about five feet two inches!" he
replied, gazing info her dark eyes.
The cards are out.-New York Her-
Hld.
THE COMMON ENEMY.
Captain Hull was recounting the
glorious victory of the Constitution.
"And so," he concluded, "we were
plainly one too many for the Guer-
riere."
"Yes," interrupted bis officer; "we
were a Hull lot."
Throwing bouquets at each other,
they then retired to fight the Secretary
of the Navy.—New York Times.
ITS BRIEF CAREER.
In an evil hour the Association of
Kitchen Ladies, numbering forty, de-
cided to hold a cookery competition.
Five prizes were to be given.
The affair came off, and the five
prizes lor excellence In cookery were
awarded.
Whereupon the thirty-fi.e kitchen
ladies that had failed to win any of
them indignantly resigned and broke
up the organization.—Chicago Tribune.
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