Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-12-26

"Then there's your friend Sam Blake
ston; he's harmless. if slightly idiotic.
And your cousins, Dr.. and Mrs. Slow
more"
'And Johnny Giles; he's mad about
genealogy, and is a monologist to boot"
Hell talk everybody else down fat"
cried Mrs. Witherbee. Bobby, we are
forgetting the Crandells-mother, father,
son and daughter"
Great Scott! They'll about finish
us!" exclaimed the master of the house,
dejectedly.
Never mind" said Kitty after de-
pressed silence, rising to the occasion
with her former saint like mien; 1T is
our duty, dearest-our plain duty at
Christmas tide. Let us make it our
pleasure, too"
Around the Witherbees' table on
Christmas evening! The large room, with
its crimson walls and white paneling, is
hung with garlands of southern smilax,
holly and mistletoe, A bright fire of logs
dances in the low CRATE. The feast Is
spread with all the luxuries If the sea
son; nothing is neglected to contribute
to the enjoyment of the guests. An air
of constraint reigns over the sixteen peo
! pie, who talk in undertones.
| Mrs. Witherbee, in a new black satin
frock, glove-titting, spangled with jet,
and wearing a treble row of peaMs
around her pretty throat, to Cousin Felix,
on her rights
fou-er-were saying you so some
times to the opera?"
mo, madam, / said nothing of the
sort. ! merely observed that in the old
academy days, when the boxes were filled
with really handsome, wellbred women.
whose families one knew, it was worth
while to drop into the stalls"
But, surely, the music at the Metro
politan"--
Music! One can't think Of it for the
disgusting evidences of the worship of
wealth on every side of him. III tell
you, ma'am tgobble, gobblel, this smart
set of yours-huh, smart indeed. is
just carrying this community to the
dogs! Some day-and | hope | may live
to see 1.-THE anarchists will rise up and
rout the lot of em (gobble, gobble).
Such vulgarity of parade in dress and
jewelry and carriages among gang of
mushroom aristocrats! ! despise 'em
and all their works, madam! And I'm
ashamed to see your mothers child run
ming after EN-"
Mr. Witherbee, looking frankly
wretchod, to his sister in law, upon his
right;
TRY that champagne, won't you?
Iou'll find it dry and sound"
Robert. ] am surprised at You not re.
Wondering that l never take any intoxi-
eating beverage. Water, plain Croton
water, j. good enough for me And l
remember when it used to be served at
your table with the assistance of cider
| for a treat. Times have changed since
| YOU We're clerk on twenty i've hundred
year. In those days YOU and katherine
would as soon have thought OF flying as
! inviting the --s and the ----s. whom
saw 10y the paper dined with you last
week. That was one of your smart
dinners. This, | observe, takes in the
! frumFs, as | suppose you call Us between
I yourselves
I'm sorry its not 10 your liking, So
/ phia. We have tried TO to our best. I'm
sorry, too there was slight delay in sery-
/ ing; but we had little row in our do.
mestic staff last night. and "--
Little row? | should think so, /
! saw all about that in my morning paper.
/ The police called in; cook and butler both
/ drunk; n pretty state of things in Your
kitchen after a servants ball. Really,
Robert, it makes me satisfied with my
/ humble surroundings to read what goes
on up stairs and down in the families OF
/ your would be high flyers"
! One of the Liverton twins to sam
+ Blakeston;
you know they call Kitty Witherbee
Il beauty Do you think she is"
! MIR. Blakeston. looking aimlessly at his
hostess, after getting his monoce to stay
in place:
We'll, yes, rather; but don't mention
/ that / said So
Miss Liverton, bridling:
She's terribly gone Off and who won.
ders. On the rush trying to keep her
name before the public. That black
satin's evidently her second best. Her
neck's gctting thin, and I'm certain those
are not real pearls"
MIR Blakeston;
Eth? You don't say so? Good enough
for US You thinks Play, don't mention
/ that | said So"
Mr.. Giles 10 Mrs. Crandell
The gr-geat grandfather Of our host
married Miss Sarah, not Rebecca. Van
der Stumps, as / previously said, This