The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-09-27
CHAPTER xxIiI.
THE SUMMER CAMPAIGN IS
PLANNED.


have intimated. must take this season large
ly on faith. II one can find a patch of
ground naked of stone or asphalt one may
feel the heart Of the earth beat. But even
now the shop-windows are more inspiring.
AT least they copy the outer show. Tender
hued shirtwaists first push up their sprouts
OF arms through the winter furs and wool
ems. quite as the first violets out in the
woodland thrust themselves up through
the brown carpet OF leaves. Then every win
dow becomes a summary glade of lawn,
tulle and chiffon. more lavish OF tints.
shades and combinations, indeed. than ever
nature dared TO be-
Outside. where the unspoied earth begins.
thu blossoms are clouding the trees with a
mist OF pink and white. and the city dweller
knows it from the bloom AID foliage OF
these same windows.
Then IL is that the spring ''get away
urge is felt by each prisoner. by those able
20 obey il, and by those, alike. who must
wear II down in the groomed and sophisti-
Gated wildness of the city parks.
On morning late in May Mrs. Bines and
her daughter were at breakfast.
isn't Percival coming?" asked his moth
er. Everything will be cold
"Can't say" Psyche answered. 81 don't
even know II he came in last night. But
don't worry about Geld things. You can't
get them too cold for Perce at breakfast.
nowadays. He takes a lot OF icewater and
little something oct of the decanter, and
maybe some black Coffee
Eyes. and I'm sure it's bad for him. He
doesn't look a bit healthy and hasn't since
ne quit eating breakfast He used TO be such
hearty eater at breakfast. steaks and ba-
con and chops ard eggs and waffles. 1t was
sight to see him eat; and since he's quit
taking anything but that cold stuff he's
lost his color and his eyes don't look right.
i know what he's got hold Otis that no
breakfast fad. heard about it from Mrs.
Baldridge when we came here last fall I
never did believe in 1t, either"
The object OF her solicitude entered in
dressing gown and slippers.
I'm just telling Psyche that this no
breakfast fad is hurting your health. my
son. Now do come and eat like you used to-
You began to look bad as soon as you left
off your breakfast. It's a silly fad. that's
what Ii is. You can't tell mei'
til he had mastered her meaning Then he
put both hands to his head and turned to
the sideboard as If to conceal his emotion.
That's it," he said. he busted himself
with tall glass and the cracked ice. Its
that 'no-breakfast' fad. I didn't think you
knew about it, The fact is" he continued
pouring cut measure of brandy. and di-
recting the butler to open bottle of soda,
Ill -s.~l-x
sleep we awaken refreshed and buoyant all
our forces replenished: thirsty, of course,
but not hungry"-he sat down to The table
and placed both hands again to his head
'.and we have need of food. Yet such is
the force of custom that we deaden our
selves for the day by tanking up on coarse.
loathsome stuff like bacon. Ugh, Any one
would think. the way you two eat so early
in the day. that you were couple of cave
dwellers-the kind that always loaded up
when they had a chance. because it might
be week before they got another
He drained his glass and frightened Wis
ibly.
Now, why not be reasonable?' he con-
tinued. pleadingly. You know there is plen-
ty Of food. have observed 1T being brought
into town in huge wagon-loads in the early
morning on many occasions. Why do you
want to eat it all at one sitting? No ones
going to starve YOU Why stupefy yourselves
when, by little nervy self-denial, you can
remain as fresh and bright and clear
headed as I am at this moment? Why
doesn't fire make its own escape, Mrs
Carstep-Jamwuddle?"
IT don't believe you feel right, either.
just know you've got an awful headache
right now. DO let the man give you a nice
piece of this steak"
Don't, 1 beg OF you. Lady Ashmortonl
The suggestion IS extremely repugnant to
me. Besides. I'm behaving this way because
] arose with the purely humorous fancy that
my head was fine large accordion, and
that some meddler had drawn it out too far
I'm sportively pretending that can press it
back into shape. Now you and sis never get
up with any such light poetic notion as
9hat You know you don't-don't attempt to
deceive me-" He glanced over the table with
swift disapprovaL-
Strawberries. oatmeal, rolls, steak three
inches thick, bacon, omeiette-Oh, that
Dhouid live to see this dayi It's disgracefuli
And at your age-before your own innocent
woman-child. and leading her into the same
excuses. Do you know what that breakfast
IS? No; I'll tell you. That breakfast is No.
Is in that book of Mrs. Rorer's, and she ex-
pressly warns everybody that it can be
eaten safely only by steeple-climbers, piano.
movers and sea captains. Really, Mrs.
wrangleberry. blush for you
at don't care how you so on. You amt
looked well for MONTHS
but think OF my great big heart-a heart
like an ox"-he seemed on the verge OF
tears-"and TO think that you, a woman 1
have never treated with anything but re-
spect since we met in Honduras in the fall
OF 9S-to think you should throw 1t up to my
own face that I'm not beautiful Others
there are. thank God. who can look into a
mans heart and prize him for what he is
not condemn him for his mere superficial
blemishes."
And 1 just know you've got in with a
fast set. met Mr. Milbrey yesterday in the
CORRIDOR
did he tell you how to make lovely
asparagus shortcake something's
He told me those men you go with so
much are dreadful gamblers, and that when
you all went to Palm Beach last February
you played poker for money night and day.
and you told me you went for your health
"Oh. he did. did he? Well, / didn't get
anything else. He's dear old soul, If you've
got the copper handy. IL that man was a
woman he'd be a warm neIghborhood Cos
sip He'd be the nice kind old lady that