The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-01-26

had gone amiss, made tea directly, ana
Harriet slipped 1t appreciatively.
You know, mother is bit OLD
fashioned"
'She even disapproved of studio
flats instead of houses % inquired Mrs
Landers, with dancing eyes.
"She thinks you are the most won
derful manager in the world. but q
restaurant SUPPER mean that paru-
cular sort of restaurant
1T understand-and 1 am just bub-
bling with the secret I've been wait
ing to tell every one for weeks, Out
Jerry Douglas made me cross my
heart and swear no-my dear, ne 10
in this day of spoiled millionaire sons
and fawning parasites. When ne mn
ished his college course and started 70
read law with an old friend OF ms
fathers down in Virginia he made
what was to him, an awful discovery.
His inheritance had paid only his bare
expenses at college-aH the Httie
pleasures, accessories, the social eno
of the game, his mother had MADE
by her own handiwork. She had been
doing exquisite embroidery for a wo-
mans exchange and a New York de-
partment store to keep him at college
as his father and grandfather mad
been kept before him.
His first feeling, being Virginia
man of chivalric pride, was deep hu-
initiation. 1 am afraid he was DIT
hard on the little mother for daring 10
do such a thing-then he turned MS
back on the law and came nortn, go
ing straight to the father of young
ster he had known at college. the sort
who roll in wealth made in a single
generation. The boys father has all
sorts of commercial interests, includ-
ing the Empire chain of quick lunch
counters, and he promptly offered Jer-
ry the chance to act as cashier in one
of those dreadful lunch rooms.
Harriet was leaning forward, drink
ing in every word oblivious to the fact
that Mrs. Ned was studying her race
with matronly amusement.
well, this particular lunch room
was in a badly disorganiZed state, and
Jerry not only made changes, but ne
fired the cook, who had been making
trouble and cooked himself until he
Quarreling among the waitresses-and
now he is going to Mexico for the man
| who was just trying him out in a
lunch room, and what is more, he is
going on most uckllSh ana 1mpor-
tant mission
Harriet leaned back with a sigh
that might have meant reaction-or
something deeper.
"And so he has asked just six of us
to have that little supper for which he
agrees to cook all sorts of things from
pancakes to something he calls butter
cakes. Anyhow it can't be worse for
our digestion than some OF the New
burg messes our friend makes in chaf-
ing dishes. Will you go?'
Harriet rose instantly.
eff you won't think me abrupt-I'm
going home this minute to telephone
my acceptance"
Wise Mrs Ned did not suggest that
in her hallway was a telephone instru-
ment, which Harriet had oftimes used,
and the girl went her way. Later. as
she hung up the telephone receiver in
the Winthrop library, her eyes seemed
to shine like diamonds, and soft
flush mounted to her pale gold hair.
And from the library she went straight
to her own room. climbed up to a
clothes press shelf and logged forth
two photogra phs. Then with her chin
resting in the palms of her hands, she
sat down studying them with eyes
that still shone with the light that
once. must have frightened the face
of the ancestral belle at@the tourna-
ment.