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As for the ladies, some said any one could get as much admiration as Mabel Fewne if they could dress as expensively; others said she was so skillful a flirt that no man could see through her wily ways; two or three inclined to the theory of personal magnetism; while a few brave women said that Mabel was so pretty and tasteful, and modest and sensible and sweet, that men would be idiots if they didn't fall in love with her at sight.
The bride, a motherless girl, speedily adopted Mrs. Simmons as mother, and made many happy hours for the old lady; but that venerable and pious person is frequently heard to say to herself, in periods of thoughtfulness: "A lovely experience completely spiled!" How many conquests Mabel Fewne had made since she had entered society no one was able to tell.
New as was the town, the parlors of Mrs. Mabel Fewne was there, and as human nature is the same at Smithton as in the East, she was the belle of the evening.
Miss Fewne looked serious, and hurried to the door. She saw a man in shabby clothing and with unkempt beard and hair, yet with a not unpleasing expression. "Madame," said he, "I'm a loafer, but I've been a gentleman, and I know better than to intrude without a good cause. The cause is a dying man.
And yet, a clear-headed literary Bostonian declared that she was better read than some of his distinguished confreres; while a member of Congress excused himself for monopolizing her for an entire half-hour, at an evening party, by saying that Miss Fewne talked politics so sensibly, that for the first time in his life he had learned how much he himself knew.
And Mabel Fewne enjoyed it intensely; the change of air and of scene gave stimulus to her spirits and new grace to her form and features, so that she soon had at her feet all the unmarried men in Smithton, while many sober Benedicts admired as much as they could safely do without transferring their allegiance. Smithton was not inhabited exclusively by people of energy and culture.
It mattered not where Miss Fewne spent her time: whether she enjoyed the season in New York or Washington, Baltimore or Boston, she found that climatic surroundings did not in the least change the conduct of men toward her. In what her attractions especially consisted, her critics and admirers were not all agreed.
Still Mabel could not speak; but, bending slightly forward, she extended one of her slender, dainty hands toward the one which Baggs had raised in his appeal. "White shining good all right," he murmured. Then all of Baggs which fell back upon the floor was clay. With the prudence of a conqueror, who knows when the full extent of his powers has been reached, Mabel Fewne married within six months.
He meant you. He isn't pretty; but, when a dying man says a lady is an angel, he means what he says." Two or three moments later Miss Fewne, with a very pale face, and with her brother-in-law as escort, was following Brownie. The door of the saloon was thrown open, and when the Enders saw who was following Brownie they cowered and fell back as if a sheriff with his posse had appeared.
"An Ender has the impudence to ask to see Miss Fewne!" "An Ender?" exclaimed the lady, her pretty lips parting with surprise. "Yes, and he declares you could not have the heart to say no, if you knew his story." "Is it possible, Miss Fewne," asked one admirer, "that your cruelty can have driven any one to have become an Ender?" Mabel's eyes seemed to glance inward, and she made no reply.
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