The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 19, 1913, Page 8

i. Soturdas BY GOUVERNEUR MORRIS | (COPYRIGHT BY CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS) million had come to her tn the form of a cheque, the signa-|) HE little heiress had a hunted! look. And it was not the hunted look of the girl who/| is hunted for herself alone Nor the hunted look that the hunted wears in full flight | when the chance of capture is || balanced by the chance of es-|/ cape. Under fair conditions| (had she been worth but one| million, or even two), she/ might, like the nimble jack-| rabbit of her native plains, || have furnished rare sport. || From two hounds, or even half a dozen, she might then have run like a ghost, fore- |) seeing the strategy of their pursuit and vanishing finally, || with a burst of speed and a joyous laugh. But she was! weighted in the race by many more millions than two, On the day of her birth the first ture in her grnadfather’s trembling and honored hand On| the envelope enclosing it he had written: “A Nest Egg, =| Baby.” to beat, and the busy fingers But after that the millions came to her in sad ways and | with sad words. First the heart that most loved her ceased || that had vied with Paris and |) Flanders in sewing for the baby were still. And they gave} the baby more millions, but for a long time could not dry | her eyes, When she was 10 the old grandfather died, and though they gave her banks, and ranches, and oil wells, and moneys, she cried for him. An d after that she became the one| dens. Him she loved with all her strength, and called MY} father with immeasurable pride. Though there were never any little girls for her to play) with, she was not very different from the general run of | them. When she ran furiously she got re when she fell down and bumped her nose it her stomach ached she howled. The heavy mi yet begun to weigh her down. not enough. But many more were on the way and, as before, to pay her for the death of somebody she loved. She waited up on Christmas eve till very late for her father to come} home. He had telegraphed that he would come. He would come, the secretary told her, pet car with his pet engineer at the throttle, and he would) make such time that the country would gasp. But the great man came home more slowly a conveyance in which he had never ridden before. He came feet first into the big house, carried by softly moving | men in high silk hats, and he rode in a plain black coffin with silver handles. But they would not let the Little Heiress look at his face, and she learned, somehow—from one of the servants, I think—that “fire had added to the horror of the accident.” But to comfort her there he made her a present of th father, and other railroads. He gave her this million and that—may be a hundred of them and more—but she would mot be comforted. Thus all those who really out of her life and she was taken to live with her father’s) sister, Aunt Katharine, who learned to love her after a while. Aunt Katharine and her husband lived, when their household | was stationary, in one of several houses. They had two white} ones, made of marble—one that stood on a corner and looked | over Central Park, in New York City, and one that was in Newport and looked over the * The Little Heiress had a hunted look. All the afternoon she had been hunted with cards and cut flowers. And now she was being hunted by the phalanx of shirtfronts. It would surround her, then it would open to let forth the Little Heiress and the shirtfront with which she agreed) to dance. As a rule she looked very little and like a child against the man with whom she was dancing, and when it was time to tell him that she could not sit out the next dance with him in the conservatory she had to turn up her face to him to do so. And one man, the phalanx ground “If I were poor,” she th over his pet railroad in his/| than he had expected, and in came her father’s lawyer, and e railroad that had killed her loved the Little Heiress passed | ocean. 7 * | | It may be that there were|marry me. Lots of men do.” then she looked so little, and} so sweet and enticing, just the way a pansy looks, that, as its teeth. ought to herself, “there might be a man or two waiting for me (she had just seen her face, that was so like a pansy, in a long mirror), but now it has to be just shirtfronts.” The face that the Little rather a proud young face, t! Heiress liked to look at was hat kept itself apart from the halanx. When the man who owned the face thought that} it was his duty to dance with the Little Heiress he would cut through the phalanx as a yacht cuts through the water and ask her. And she would be ready for him with her gladdest smile; just such a smile as the beautiful lady wore, when the hero rescued her from the horrible sea monster. But gladdest smiles, and the little hand on his arm, made very little impression on Proud Face. When, for hospitality received, or any reason as good, it was his duty to ask her to dance, he asked her; when “He won't ask me again tonight,” sighed the Little Heiress “I am all mended, now—gentlemen!” “Oh,” he said. to herself, “so don’t stop, music—don't stop. F _* © “Oh,” said the Little Heiress. And his mother left them. But the music stopped, and Proud Face, conducting the} The Little Heiress had a hunted look. Never since con-|He was no longer Shame Face, but Proud Face Little Heiress to Aunt Katharine (and the advance guard of | gratulations were invented were any so cold as those which it was not his duty, he didn’t. | cried in her clear voice of a little child: the approaching phalanx), bowed and said it had been a pleasure, and left her. Then the hunted look came back to her, and before she could smile upon her tormentors she had to deal with a restless tear. “My dear,” said Aunt Katharine, “somebody has put his foot through your gown. You had better go to Therese and get her to put in a stitch.” The Little Heiress had seen Proud Face leave the room, and she thought that if she hurried she might overtake him) on his way to the smoking-room, and—just overtake him and pass him, and that would be She ran up the stairs. “Why are you out of bre: “Because I ran,” said the torn flounce to its place. the Little Heiress. all. ath?” said Therese. THE SEATTLE STAR Short iS'tory| i TTLE HEIRESS THE lf | Just “If I come to see you,” wrote Proud FP, st . Little Heiress, “you will hypnotize me and T wal be able to say what I mean. Do you think {t tg odie to write it? And to confess that I am a fool? ay anybody but a fool would love you, and most ats fools, too, as I think. But thie fool doesn’t. Hate he. hate me! Hate me!” And the Little Heiress wrote back: “I draw the line at any further give you up. Think of me kindly, if you can, shall not see each other any more Gook ink accident, » I can’t think of any more to say. _* * 2. Though thie answer was what Proud Pace told hime flower in the heart of a stern, gray man who owned many gar- || THE LITTLE HEIRESS AND THE SHIRTFRONT WITH WHOM SHE HAD AGREED TO DANCE ! “I should think if you need money so badly,” said the Lit- | question; but her preparation went for nothing, because when in the face,|tle Heiress, and, although she was only perpetrating a joke, it came to the point she could not lie. bled, and when! she blushed at certain thoughts which it roused in her, “I “I love him,” she said, “with all my heart and soul, and illions had not| should think that you would rather stay up town and try to I got him alone in the hall and told him so, and asked him to marry me. I told him that I would make him love me, “Men?” queried Proud Face. |if he would marry me, and finally he said he would.” “Shirtfronts,” corrected the Little Heiress. “Does he love you?” Proud Face laughed | “No, but he’s going to; I'm going to make him. Didn't “I've no doubt it would be very pleasant,” he said. |any man ever tell you that if you would only marry him he The Little Heiress turned a fiery, a defiant red. | would make you love him?” “Try it,” she said. Aunt Katherine was made very miserab “Princess,” said Proud Face gravely—sometimes he called | had heard, but she laughed. en oe, her Princess in a mocking voice—“turn your face to the light “Dozens of men have said that to me,” said the Little and let me look at you.” Heiress, “dozens.” She turned her face obediently to the light and her lips “But, dearie,” said Aunt Katharine, “your uncle and I quivered. won't hear of your engaging yourself to a wi joesn’’ “I see,” he said very gently, “I see.” And he stood for|love you.” ” ere t srr ed Re : a while in thought. “Why?” said the Little Heiress. “He's poor and love- The Little Heiress took his hand and placed {t over her | less, and I give him love and millions. If I were a man, and heart. He could feel the heart beating and fluttering against|he were a girl, everybody would say ‘How beautiful!” it like a distracted bird. “Not if the girl didn’t love the man,” said Aunt Kath- “What does my heart say?” she whispered. “What does|arine. “The man would be buying her.” my heart say?” “I want him,” said the Little Heiress, “why shouldn't I “But if I don’t love you?” said Proud Face. buy him?” “] will make you,” said the Little Heiress. She reached up “Because you wouldn’t want a man that could be bought.” her little hands to his big shoulders. “But I do,” said the Little Heiress. “And, besides, he’s “I Jove you with all my heart and soul,” she said. Her | going to love me.” | slim body rocked and she held fast by his shoulders. “I'll give “Until that happens,” said Aunt Katharine, “there musn’t you the truest heart that ever beat for a man,” she said. be any talk of engagement. I won't hear of it.” But it was in Proud Face’s mind to shock her love to the “Nonsense!” said the Little Heiress. Neither of them death. |spoke for some time. The Little Heiress began to get very “And how many millions will you give me?” he asked. | sleepy. “All that I have,” she said. “Aunt Katharine—" The Little Heiress’ very “And how many have you?” sleepy. ee eee “How many shot are there in a load?” asked the Little “What?” | Heiress. “How many roses in a rose house? How do I “I shall always be very good to him.” know?” Aunt Katharine set her mouth firm i Visions of ease and plenty assailed Proud Face. to answer. 4 Mee ae Serna “I don’t love you,” he said after a time, “but I will be “I shall find out when his birthday is and give him a rail- good to you.” road.” “You will love me,” said the Little Heiress, “I will make Another long silence. you.” “Aunt Katharine——” She stood upon the tips of her little pink slippers. “What?” “Take that to your mother,” she said, “and say I sent it.” “Nothing.” * * * * * * “Mother—mother!” It was not Proud Face, but Shame When she had had her breakfast, for she was up by 11 Face, that knocked upon his mother’s door. o'clock that morning, the Little Heiress went to see his mother. “Come in.” “Please say,” she burst out with, “that you don’t mind my | found that hi i i ae ora andi A} Les ef : marrying your son. I love him so, and’ T will be a pee sae like a ete beaming on her ihe a other,” he said, and again, “ Mother ag daughter to you and a good wife to him always. Did he give “Oh!” said ‘the Li i “oh!” BN Me lis, gon vo cat He! mee ‘ou the kiss I sent you? And may I give you another, please?) timidly, she ‘said: ‘ahah you an eee ee am going to marry the Little ress, mother. want to kiss everybody and everything that belo: to him.” “Now!” i rang to dog bard in the Fae ag a long time. His mother’s eyes were full of ate , jy PR i pon Proed Tce ae et io you love her, my dear “Dear child,” she said, and she folded the Little Heiress “When?” sa y Shame Face buried his face in the bedclothes and sobbed|to her heart, “you mustn't think of rong fr him.” | “Never” Par eed werd amore aloud, rag wh glee ey aunt says,” sald the Little Heiress. “But) “Oh,” said the Little Heiress “they will say I have y—but why ou.” : But there was nothing shame-faced about the Little Heir- “He doesn’t love you,” said his mother. “N “with . , ot with ” sai ‘ 0 be And she returned to the ballroom almost blazing with “But he will,” said the Little Heiress, “I will make him.” Aunt Rathatne its pera oy them on auty. And as the shirtfronts of the phalanx closed about “He is going to you this afternoon to say that he cannot! sides of a big table. The Little Heiress still hada d lok her, her eyes shone with a wonderful proud light and she ~~ you. ust as she had spoken, the door opened and in HE came. “Don't tell me,” he said, “that you meant what you said she received. The very night of the ball, after she found that | last night.” sleep would not close her eyes, she got up and ran down the| “Mean it!” cried the Little Heiress. “Why am I here hall in her night gown and knocked at Aunt Katharine’s door. but to tell your mother that I love you and ask her permission Aunt Katharine was sound asleep, but she waked up and made|to marry you and say that, I will be a good daughter to her?” room at her side for the shivering Little Heiress. When the | He came forward smiling, but a little distressed. Little Heiress had stopped shivering she hid her face in the, “Wait,” said the Little Heiress. “Is it to be all for my pillows and told Aunt Katharine that she was going to be| pleasure and none for yours? Do you want to kiss me?” | “I think,” said Proud Face, “that I can go so far as to say) married. Loe whom?” asked Aunt Katharine, with fear and sus-| that I de He came still further forward. | picion in her voice, for she had been terribly afraid all along | “Wait,” she said. “Last night—did you want to kiss me?” | that some undeserving, fortune-hunting shirtfront would| He thought carefully. capture the Little Heiress. The Little Heiress said to whom; | “Not exactly, I think,” he sald, and at first Aunt Katharine gave a little sigh of relief, for} “But NOW you want to,” cried the Little Heiress, tri- the Little Heiress. “Look—"|he was a great favorite with her, but then ehe began to feel|umphantly. “That’s something—that’s something. Ch! my| Therese knelt at the Little Heiress’ feet and began to sew | suspicious even of him, and after sliding her arm about the | dear love.” I ran after a man!” panted Little Heiress and giving her a hug, she said: } In spite of himself the kiss thrilled Proud Face to the! “It is finished,” said Therese presently. | “Thank you,” said the Little Heiress. “Tell me that I look like new.” “You look like a flower,” Just as she reached the came out of the smoking roo said Therese. foot of the stair Proud Face m, “You!” said the Little Heiress. “1,” said Proud Face. “T’ve been to be mended,” have you been doing?” said the Little Heiress.. “What “T have been smoking,” said Proud Face, “and now I am going to thank your aunt for a delightful evening.” “But it’s so very early,” * said the Little Heiress. “Not for me,” said Proud Face, “You see, I belong to a great banker, and if I oversleep he will get somebody else to stand in my shoes.” “Let him,” said the Little Heiress, defiantly. “And if I did,” said Proud expenses through college. and mother’s door? Face, “who would pay brother's who would keep the wolf from “Are you sure he loves you?” | heart. The Little Heiress had been preparing herself for that | “And what,” said the Little Heiress, “is all this talk of = — — =|me giving you up? I won't.” “Tt’s like robbing a cradle,” said Proud Face. | But the Little Heiress turned up her face, which was so| War and Romance! ee nig to him, and there was an immense seriousness “My God!” began Proud Face with a kind of sob in his Those are the themes of the next one of our voice, but he could not go on, and he said, “My God!” again. “How are you going to help loving me,” cried the Little great series of “Saturday Short Stories for Sum- ae “ mer’ —a story that everybody is going to like! bye : aa I love you so? Tell me. Are you TRYING It is called “The God of Battles” and is writ- || Proud Face thought for a moment, and then he smiled. | : 4 “Perhaps I°AM trying,” he said. h t ying ne sal ten by that past master in the art of tale-telling, “But you mustn't try NOT,” said the Little Heiress. Robert W. Chambers. | “You must try TO. Think how happy you will be when DO NOT MISS IT! foe Witacs Aer wars dai secid th _am not worthy,” said Proud Face, “to kiss the dust IN NEXT SATURDAY’S STAR. |your little shoes. May 1?” aA | “If you do,” said the Little Heiress, “I will kiss the dust on yours.” had hoped for, it came to him as somethi: were not, after all, so many flowers in te ae |that he cared to have the Little Heiress lifted pg and all, and set in some other garden beyond the tt, he could not even see her any more, ll that Prey serif ght he would have, in the midst of his work be sinking feeling, and would realize, after a moment he was thinking of the Little Helress and how gone out of his life forever. He was not the least with her for having first announced the weber ag the disengagement. He met the looks of his friends wht unabashed look, and nobody dared ask him questions, : his heart of hearts he was ashamed, humiliated and Ba and he did not do his work properly, and he felt his equi por tga 5 are ig Hep He felt obliged, too, not to go into societ: : eae y for fear that he would meet the Lid! _* * Meanwhile the shirtfronts d N gathered once more pity thy and beset her goings and her comings “I will make you love me,” one would say. 4 “If you only can,” she would answer earnestly, “If you'll only give me the chance.” 5 th Lael is the chance.” _ But the suddenness of the opportunit: always found shirtfront unprepared and left him serrtactie before the gravity and readiness-to-be-made-to-love of the Little _* * 4 Very late one night, as Proud Face was walking from an ushers’ dinner, full of discontent, he passed by Ang ies ine house, and, looking up the shim ace of it, saw that in the windows of corner there_ were still lights. ea : “The Little Heiress is still up,” he th Stood in the shade of a lamp post ana watched Seal a. poe to eee that not for a long time had he been in : employment that was so pleasant. He hoped oe not soon be put edit x bs nd with that, just as if they had been waiting ‘ nal, oe went the lights. 4 et ‘fieare ; ¢ next morning he accepted the California branch re firm and began his preparations for the long journey, nia * * * Whether or not a little bird told the Little Heires 5 Proud Face was going to shake the dust of New tonne his feet is unknown. t doesn’t matter. She wrote him aa. Don’t go without saying good-bye. If you could cm | cee! rea be start Saturday at 5, don’t you” en Proud Face came (Saturda exactly tte the Little Heiress expecting org rae : brie te “So it's good-by,” said Proud Face, “and good tuck” | "mal Yes,” said the Little Heiress. “But why did 80 lo ig and look up at my window—the other fh,” eerie Face, and he blushed. watc! you watch,” said the Little Heirem, thought it couldn’t be good for you to peed long night, and then I put out the lights and you went away: “Yes,” said Proud Face, “and then I went away. “And now you go on a journey?” said the Little H “Yes, said Proud Face. “I am going away.” Fina Mating A sensed said the Little Heiress. es,” sai r ss i Aa by.” ‘ace. is voice was very “Do you feel a little wretched, too?” sald the Heiress. “Oh, yes,” said Proud Face, simply. “And,” he “will you write to me when—you find ? an old absurd word, ‘rejoice,’ he went on. would to cron! that you were happy.” * “Between us,” said the Little Hel “there most be S| 1 wishes.” jf Aes fay he held up her face that was so like a , a sad pe |to Proud Face, and they kissed. 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