The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1902-10-17
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lished weekly event, and Mr.. Doyle
beamed even when defeated at pin
ochle. Each day he spent less time in
the rear room Of Simpsons cigar store.
and longer visits were made to the
grocery store. He bought a better
brand Of cigars, too, and proffered
them at more frequent intervals.
But when Louise imperturbably an
nounced that Mr.. Shaw had invited her
to see Bernhard in 'LAiglon," and
followed up the information with the
prosaic observation that her rainy
day skirt needed a new binding. the
Walls of Mr.. Doyles wrath were again
uncorked. AS the door closed on her
retreating form, he turned to his wife:
well, that beats mel I'll bet George
paid every cent OF $25 for those two
seats, and she takes it as cool as If she
was used to such treats every night
in the week. l do believe she's more
interested In Delancey's contract for
that Newport palace than in getting a
husband"
Like as not" responded Mrs Doyle.
gathering the butter scraps for tha
cooking jar. "An architects contract
is easily filled, but marriage is uncer-
tain and it's got to stand for most OF
us. l don't see that there's such a
rush about her settling down. She's do
ing well. Besides how do you know
that Mr.. Shaw wants herr"
Want her!" roared Mr.. Doyle
"Who wouldn't want her? Amt she
pretty? Amt she bright and up to the
mark every time? Amt got money to
leave? And amt she as cool as a
cucumber, too, the Independent minx?"
A week after the Bernhard episode
John Doyle came home fairly brim-
ming over with excitement.
What do you think? George has
bought an interest in the store. Had
tidy bit of money laid by when he
came down here and seeing this was a
good opening, bought in. Everybody
around the store is tickled to death.
Say, l invited him round to dinner
Sunday, to celebrate the occasion"
Mrs. Doyle smiled.
That's nice"
Louise likewise smiled placidly-
and passed her plate for another chop.
John Doyle boiled inwardly.
Don't care a rap. This comes of
letting her work among a lot Of coun-
terjumpers and upstart young brokers.
She don't know real man when she
sees one"
The next night Louise dined with
two young women who lived in true
Bohemian fashion, in two rooms with
bath. She came home animated and
gossipy.
ooh, mother" she exclaimed, as she
folded her new veil with thrifty care.
It's the dearest little den. The par
Tor couches are their beds at night, and
inside there's a place for their gowns.
And such a cute dinner-with fern
in the middle of the table, and every
thing so easy to get-canned soup, fried
chicken and salad and things from the
delicatessen store, and rolls heated in
the gas oven, and charlotte russo, with
the queerest black coffee and preserved
sweets from India to finish Off No two
dishes alike and each one with a his
tory!"
Mrs, Doyle patted the two slender
hands that stole round her neck.
1--WE had a good dinner too, dearie,
roly-poly pudding with strawberry
jam"
"Not strawberry jam" sighed Louise,
Naughty mother, not to wait till a
night when I was home I've been
thinking that when Mr. Shaw came
Sunday we might have something out
of the ordinary, just to celebrate the
occasion" This with sly look at her
father.
''To be sure" responded Mrs. Doyle
heartily. "The poor fellow has boarded
ever since he came to town. No doubt
he'll enjoy some good home cooking,
Well have a fine roast of beef with
both kinds Of potatoes, celery and
vegetables, and I'll make some extra
thick mince pies"
Louise ia ed the table thoughtfully,
81 know, mother dear, you're the
best cook in the world, but-don't you
think it would be nice to have some
little extras ltl1e-well-lil1e the girls
had tonight?"
''Bless my soul" remarked AIRS
Doyle, wiping her glasses anxiously
when Louise left the room. Whatever
does she want I'm sure"
Never mind what she wants, she's
going to have ii" growled Mr.. Doyle
in unconcealed triumph. That's the
first ray of sense she's shown since