THE PROFESSIONAL REFORM ER.
And so every day he gay-3 the Almighty
Advice which he deemed of great worth;
And his Wife took in so wing .
To keep things a-g'nin:
While he suporintended the earth.
VVINIFRED—E‘ERRE'
BY MRS. M. CORBET SEYMOUR. ‘
The Grange was a large rambling old
house. And it had need to be so, for
the Marriots were a numerous family,
and at Christmas or in thesummei
holiday season, when the mar: icd sons
brought their wives, and the married
daughters were accompanied by their
husbands and childre , every room
was filled. _
At such times, Mr. Mai-riot npg‘cared
to glance round him with mild aston-
ishment that so many'childrrn and
grandchildren really belonged to him.
For six generations there had-been
Mai-riots at the Grange, eldest son gen-
erally succeeding eldest son. It was
the proudest boast of each in his turn
that the land had never decreased by
one acre; that no mortgage had been
raised upon it; and that none of the
Marriots—man and woman—had ever
even remotely brought dishonor on the
name.
One August the annual gathering
was not to be so numerous as usual.
The children of one of the married
daughters were ill with scarlet fever;
one of the unmarried sons had gone to
sea.‘
So when Ursula Mari-lot. who had
been at school in France by way of
finishing her education. wrote for per-
mission to bring a friend home with l
her. It was decided that there would
be a room to put at the disposal of this
young lady.
A kindly letter of invitation was ac-
cordingly written by Mrs. Marriot to .
Miss Winifred Warre. and enclosed in
that which told Ursula that her school
comrade would be made very welcome
at the Grange.
“I am sure you will all be charmed
with \Vi-nnie,” the girl had written.
She was right; the Mari-lots were all .
delighted with their guest as soon as '
she stepped inside the grand old en-
trance hall.
She was a tall, lovely creature, older 1
certainly by a year or two than Ursula.
who was just seventeen. She was
dressed in sober brown, with a pink
knot of ribbon at the throat; and the
rose tin-t was in her cheek, and the
brown eyes matched by the (mils of her
abundant hair.
From the first evening Winnie Warre
became as a queen among the younger
party. And sometimes, when by
knowing her better they grew morel
fond of her, Mr. and Mrs. Marriot
would ask her to sit with them for a
half hour in “the sanctum,” as their
children called it.
The girl's parents were dead, and
she was quite without near relatives,
or indeed any relatives at all. She
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possessed a guardian whom she had
only seen twice in her life, and who
did not interest himself in her nor
care to introduce her to his family.
He advised, even after she came of
age, that she should make her home
as a “lady boarder” in the foreign
school where she had been educated
from quite a little child.
Louis Marriot. the only grown-up un-
married son, fell deeply in love with
this lively, charming friend of his sis-
ter Ursula.
But neither his father nor his moth-
er liked the idea of such a marriage.
They wanted for Louis the daughter
of a thoroughly English home; some
one whose family was well known to
them.
“You have not engaged yourself?"
said Mrs. Marriot anxiously, when her
son made his little confession of love
for pretty Winnie \Varre.
“I have not said a word; nor hinted
to her what I feel for her,” exclaimed
Louis. “I would not, until I had spoken
to you and to my father. But if I
may not marry Winnie—and I shall
never marry without your consent—I
shall go through life as a single man.”
And then he asked them not to op-
pose his going away for awhile: at
least until the girl had finished her stay
at the Grange.
“Do not notice his departure, or ques-
tion him," said Mrs. Mari-lot to the rest
of her family. “Louis is behaving
manfully and honorably, just as 1
should expect him to do.”
It Was Christmas before he came
back again. A long absence this for
a home-loving Marriot. And he had
changed, too; changed into a grave
and thoughtful man.
He only referred to “Tinnie by beg-
ging his mother to let that be a sealed
subject. .
"But don't allow it to interfere with
L'rsula.‘s friendship,” he said. “W'ini-
fred is a very solitary girl. It will be
‘ kind of you to ask her now and then
to lie Orange, and at such times I will
always :0 away—unless you and my
father change your minds and tell me
you can Welcome her as my wife.”
Eryn-:11 months passed by, during
which Ursula. exchanged several let-
ters with her friend. She generally
read Winnie‘s news aloud, for the
benefit of the family, at the breakfast
table; the. impression of every one
was that the girl seemed less happy at
the French school after that one sum-
mer‘s stay in England.
“I know now what a home is like."
she wrote once, “and I envy you, Ur-
sula.”
As August grow near it was evident
that Louis grew restless. He wanted
‘Winnie to be invited to the Grange
even though the invitation would in-
volve his own absence; but his par
ents said they could not spare him.
They begged him, for their sakes to
remain for the family gatherings usua}
during the holiday month's. By this time
Mrs. Mai-riot would gladly have yield-
ad by Louis’ wish: she could not heal
w EEK LY ‘- N U n W A 11
to see him so unhappy; but Mr. Mar-
riot- was immovable. He would no!
countenance an unequal marriage.
One day early in September a tele-
graph boy arrived at the Grange. He
brought a message from the lady di-
rectress of the French school to the ef-
fect that Miss Warre was dangerously
ill and not expected to live. But she
had so earnestly begged that some one
from the Grange would go over to her,
that it was thought better to communi-
cate this wish. If complied with, not
an hour must be lost should her
friends desire to see her in life.
reading the telegram;
handed it to Louis, who turned white
to the lips as he glanced toward his
father.
“I must go,” he said.
“Certainly.
said Mr. Marriot; he turned to a time-
table which always had its place
among his papers, and began studying
it. “If one of the girls can pack a
portmanteau in ten minutes,” he
added. “we shall be able to catch the
next boat from Dover.” .
In a quarter of an hour father and
son jumped into the dog-cart which 1
waited to take them to the station. .
Three dayslater, a letter bearing the
French postmark was received at the
Grange. It was from Mr. Marriot. and
only consisted of a few lines. They
had found lVin-ifred extremely ill, he
said, but so pleased to see them that he
felt quite touched. She had asked for
some one from the Grange because she
had no other friends. Louis was be-
having admirably in his calm self-con-
trol.
A second letter told rather more. It
seemed that'influenza had made its ap-
pearance in the school, and Winnie
} riot.
“My poor boy!” said Mrs. Marriot, ;
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, her leaving France.”
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was not only one of the first, but
one its worst victims.
of becoming convalescent she grew
alarmingly weak, and the doctor spoke
frankly of her danger. Some mental
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When she heard that hope for her
was very small she seemed rather glad
than otherwise. and begged that some
moned by telegram. In this letter Mr.
Marriot said that her life was still
trembling in the balance. The mere
fact of her surviving so long was a
slightly hopeful sign, but he could
speak with more confidence in a few
days.
The next letter told that the corner
was turned; Winnie would live unless
any relapse occurred. .
“We cannot of course leave her un-
til her recovery is quite certain,” said
Louis’s father this time. “It seems
such a comfort to her to know that we
are near. And in a private enclosure
to his wife he added, “The poor child
loves Louis as devotedly as he loves
her. She does not dream that I sur-
prised her secret. She, like our brave
boy, .11an made a brave fight-.Blltllielze .
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to be mistaken.” -
The fourth letter made a profound
sensation at the Grange. It begged
Mrs. Marriott!) have everything ready
to receive Winnie Warre as soon a: sh:
was able to travel—it might be in a
fortni-ght's time, or at longest, three
weeks. ‘
“We cannot leave her in a place of
which she seems weary when the doc-
tor declares that change of scene and
a little cheerful society will do more
now then medicine,” wrote Mr. Mar-
“Communications have passed
between the girl’s guardian and my-
self, a-nd as I have assured him that
we shall treat her as one of our own
consents to
"We will so:-n make her strong at the
Grange.” cried Ursula, and she at once
i scribbled off a note to her friend, beg-
ging her to get well enough to travel
as soon as possible.
But is was the last day of February
who that party of three reached Eng-
gland. .
Louis sprang joyfully out of the
hired closed carriage which conveyed
them from the station. to the Grange.
How very glad and bright he looked.
How changed from the grave, de-
pressed man he had been for more
than a year. At the sight of him Mrs.
Marriot asked herself again if her h-us-
band had yielded; but her knowledge
of his character compelled her to de-
cide no.
It was but a very white and feeble
girl, looking like a bundle of shawls,
who was helped into the hall and then
from the hall to the drawing-room—
the “little sanctum” she remembered
so well.
Nothing but the brown eyes remained
, of the once brilliant and lovely VVini-
She had, how- i
ever, got over the attack; but instead ‘
fred Warre, and yet her face was
sweeter.
Mrs. Marriot was an accomplished
nurse, and the invalid was forced to
rest on a couch and take some refresh-
ment before she attempted to go up-
stairs to the room made ready for her.
Then Louis, standing behind her
. with a certain air of proprietorship
_ . which told everything laid his hand on
one from the Grange might be sum- ,
her shoulder.
“Father has given in’!! cried Ursula.
“Yes.” said Mr. Marriot. with a
smile. "Triumph over me as you will;
I have been convinced of my error,
Ursie. Louis has deserved this happy
ending to his lovestory, and now all
we have to do is to get ready for the
wedding.
By dint of care and nursing VVini-
fred got well. but she was a. long time
about it—so long. that there was no
marriage festivity until after midsum-
m-er.
And then the young couple settled
down in the west wing of the roomy
old Grange. and Winnie became one
of the best loved at the numerous
daugh-ters-in-law, even though the
neighbors always alluded to her as 0!
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MISS EVELYN LEASE-.5
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THlS ACCOMPLISHED GIRL MAY ALSO
BECOME A LECTURER.
When Nine Years Old She Spoke in Public
on \Voman’s Suffrage—A Brahmin Priest
Considers Her 3 Reincarnation on Ac-
count of Her Ideas on Animal Life.
Since her recent graduation from the
Wichita high school, Miss Evelyn Lou-
ise Lease has been much talked of, for
she bears a strong resemblance of her
famous mother, Mrs. Mary E. Lease.
and it is believed will some time be
equally noted. She is pretty, bright
and attractive in manner, and though
but 17 years old, is surprisingly well
informed.
When Miss Lease had finished her
valedictory address, brief though it
was, the vast audience that filledthe
auditorium was in her grasp. She held
them just like Mrs. Lease lays hold of
the passions and sympathies of human
hearts when she addresses a great au-
dience, and wins their homage, wheth-
er she convinces their understandings
or not.
Miss Lease hasnot depended upon
her mother to map out a Career for her,
but has already determined, somewhat
against her mother’s wishes, to enter a
law school and become a full-fledged
attorney. The literary and oratorioal
ability which the girl certainly pos-
scsses has led Mrs. Lease to dream of
a different future for her. She sees al-
luring possibilities for her talented
daughter in the field of literature.
She never cared for dolls, but has al-
ways been a great lover of books, and
has made free use of the fine library
of Mrs. Lease. She made her first de-
but as a public speaker rather early in
life, and in a very unexpected manner.
It was at the first People’s party na-
tional conference in St. Louis, over
eight years ago, in which her mother
took an active part. There was an
immense audience, and while the con-
ference was waiting for a committee
to report, the chairman asked little
Louise to “speak a piece.” The child
gave a recitation from Gerald Massey,
beginning:
Coming up the steps of time
This old world is growing brighter.
She did it full justice, and the long-
continued applause forced her to re-
turn. It happened that almost the en-
tire day had been taken up with the
discussions over the adoption of the
suffrage plank, and Louise had become
reatly wrought up over the question.
Instead of reciting again, the nine-
year-old child launched forth into a
woman’s sufirage Speech. She spoke
in ringing tones, and with dramatic
gestures, and said:
“You men must keep your premises,
and give us a suffrage plank. You‘ve
been telling us that ‘the hand that
rocks the cradle rules the world,’ but
I want to tell you, gentlemen. that un1
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less you make‘ your promises good at
this convention there will be no cradle
to rock and no. babies to put into
mom.” .
Mrs. Lease. who was on the plat-
form, caught the last sentence, and in
.1 horrified whisper said tovthe chain
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"l“or heaven's sake, call that child
down!”
The chairman only laughed, and re-
)lied: “Let her alone; she’s all right.”
The applause when she had finished
was deafening.‘ At recess they took
the little suffragist on their shoulders
and carried her around the hall. She
was the idol of the convention.
Miss Lease is a strict vegetarian, es-
chewing meat, eggs and milk. She
thinks life sacred, and to destroy it
:1 crime. During the World’s Fair her
mother introduced her to Perusha Tan
Rea Telang, a high caste Brahmin
priest, who was there as a delegate to
the world’s congress of religious. The
priest became greatly interested in
Louise and her views regarding the sa-
credness of animal life, and told Mrs.
Lease that without a doubt the child
was a reincarnation. That he was
deeply impressed is proved by the fact
that he came clear from Chicago to
Wichita after the W’orld‘s Fair for no
other reason than to see the child. He
made a long visit at the Lease home, . '
and when he left he predicted a great
future for his young friend. In part-
ing he gave her his blessing by repeat-
ing a I-Iindoo prawn—Chicago Inter-
Ocean.
A KETTLE-DRUMMER’S HARD TASK.
He Has the Greatest Responsibility in the
Matter of Keeping Time.
“I suppose few of the people who lis1
ten. to the music of an orchestra,” said
a musician recently, “have any appre-
ciation of the difiiculty encountered in
getting so many instruments to start
precisely at the same instant. And do
you know which player has the most
critical of all positions in that re-
spect? Why, the man at the kettle
lrum.
“You see. all the other players can
do. in a condition of absolute readiness
while waiting for the signal from the
conductor. Only the man at the drum
is at a disadvantage. It will not do
for him to keep his hand raised with
stick poised in the air, at the
height from which he is to strike. If
he did this the sound of the beat
would be heard at such an appreciable
interval after the, notes of the other
instruments that it would entirely fail
to accm‘d with them, and the effect
would be absurd. So the only thing
for the drummer to do is to anticipate
the motion of the baton, beginning to
strike just a shade before the signal.
He actually plays out of time, you see,
in order to be in time. That is why I
ilways sympathize with his position,
and look upon him as a genius in the
matter of fine calculation."-—New York
Tribune.
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wheel.
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