Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1906-07-19
THE
| SPENDERS
| tale of the Third Generation /
By HARRY LEON WILSON Il
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Copyright, by Lothrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTER III.-CONTINuED.


Virtuous and stalwart west against an
sast that he alleged to be effete and
ieprayed, had now resorted to sar-
casm-a thing that Mr. Carlyle thought
was as good as the language of the
ievil.
"And here, now, how about this
iog-luncheon?" he continued, glancing
1t New York newspaper clutched
lccusingly in his hand. 1T was give,
see, by one of your Newport cronies.
Vow, that's healthy doin's fur a two
listed Christian, amt it? l want to
snow. Shappyronging a select COM
pany of lady and gentlemen dogs from
soup to coffee; pressing a little more
Of the dog-biscuit on this one, and
SEEM that the other don't misplay lis
dnger-bowl no way. How l would love
to read of Bines standin' up, all in
purity velvet pants, most likely, to re-
ceive at one Of them bow-wOw func-
tions-functions, believe, is the name
Of it?" he ended, in polite inquiry.
There, there, Uncle Peter!" the
young man broke in, soOthingly; you
mustn't take those Sunday newspapers
as gospel truth; those stories are print
ed for just such rampant old tender
Coots as you are; and even If there is
one foolish freak, he doesn't represent
all society in the better sense of the
term"
eyes, and you!" Uncle Peter broke
out again, reminded of another griev-
ance. You know we'll enough your
true name is Peter-Pete and Petite
wnen you was baby, and Peter when
you left for college. And you're
ashamed of what you've done, too, for
you tried to hide them calm cards
from me the other day, only you want
quick enough. Bring EN- out! I'm
bound your mother and Pish shall see
EN-. Out with 'em!"
The young man, not without embar-
rassment drew forth a Russia leather
card case which the old man took from
him as one having authority.
Here you are, Marthy Bines!" he
exclaimed, handing her a card; here
you are! read it! Mr.. P. Percival
Bines.' Now don't you feel proud of
haVin' stuck out for Percival when you
see 1t in cold print? You know mighty
we'll his pa and me agreed to Percival
only fur middle name, jest to please
you-and he want to be called by it;
only jest Peter or Peter p at most;
and now look at the way he's gone and
garbled his good name"
! Mr.. r. Percival Bines blushed fu-
Tiously here, but rejoined nevertheless,
with quiet dignity, that mans name
was something about which he should
aave the ruling voice, especially where
t was possible for him to rectify or
conceal the unhappy choice of his par
snts.
And while we're on Names" he
continued, "do try to remember in case
you ever get among people, that Sis
name Is Psyche, and not Pish."
The blond and complacent Miss
Bines here moved uneasily in her pat
emit blue plush rocker and spoke for the
first time, with a grateful glance at her
brother.
"Yes, Uncle Peter, for mercy's sake,
do try! Don't make us a laughing
stock!"
But your name is Pish. A PERSONS
name is what their folks name 'em,
amt it? Your ma comes acrost a
name in a book that she likes the
looks Of, and she takes it to spell Pish,
and she ups and names you Pish, and
we all calls you Pish and Pishy, and
then when you toddle off to public
school and let 'em know how you spell
it they tell you it's something else
an outlandish name If spellin means
anything. If it comes to that you
ought to change the spellin' instead of
the name that your poor pa loved"
Yet the old man had come to know
that he was fighting lost tight-lost
before i. had ever begun.
. at will be a good chance" ventured
Mrs. Bines, timidly, "for Pishy-I
mean Sicky-to meet the right
sort of people"
Eyes. | should say-and the wrong
sort. The ingagin' host Of them lady
and gentlemen dogs, fur instance"
But, Uncle Peter" broke in the
young man, you shouldn't expect a
girl of Psyche's beauty and fortune to
yegetate in Montana City all her life
Why. any sort of brilliant marriage is
possible to her If she goes among the
right people. Don't you want the fam
lily to amount to something socially
Is our money to do us no good? AND
do you think I'm going to stay here
and be mossback and raise chin whis
gers and work myself to death the way
my father did,"
mo, no." replied the old man, will
glance at the mother; mot jest thu
way your pa did; you might do SOM
different and some better; but all thu
same, you won't do any better'n he diC
any way you'll learn to live in New
York. Unless you was to go brok
there" he added, thoughtfully; I'll
that case you got the stuff in you an,
It'd come out; but you got too nue.
money to go broke"
"And you'll see that l lead decen
enough life. Times have change
since my father was a young man"
Eyes; that's what your pa told me-
times had changed since l was
young man; but could "a done hi1
good If he'd "a listened"
We'll, we'll try it. The tide is SCI
ting that way from ali over the cour
try"