Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-01-23
THE
SPENDERS|
A Tale of the Third Generation
By HARRY LEON WILSON
.
Copyright, by Lothrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTt III.-CONT1NUED

virtuous and stalwart west against an
east that he alleged to be effete and
depraved, had now resorted to sar-
casm-a thing that Mr.. Carlyle thought
was as good as the language of the
devil.
And here now, how about this
dog-luncheon? he continued. glancirG
at a New York newspaper clutched
accusingly in his hand. 1T was give,
see, by one Of your Newport cronies.
Now. that's healthy doin's fur a two
fisted Christian, amt it? want to
know. 6happyronging select COM
pany Of lady and gentlemen dogs from
soup to coffee; pressing little more
of the dog biscuit on this one, and
s,ein that the other don't misplay 8
Elger-bowl no way. How l would love
10 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
5 gospel truth; those stories are print
ed for just such rampant old tender
fuuis as you are; and even if there is
one foolish freak, he doesn't represent
all society in the better sense of the
term
Yes, 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 'em out. I'm
bound your mother and Pish shall see
EN-. Out with 'em!'
The young man, not without embar-
rassment, drew forth Russia leather
card case which the old man took from
him as one having authority.
Here you are, Marthy Bnes!" 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 it 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
garblel his good name"
Mr.. P. Percival Bines blushed fu-
riously here, but rejoined nevertheless,
with quiet dignity, that mans name
was something about which he should
have the ruling voice, especially where
it was possible for him to rectify or
conceal the unhappy choice of his par
ents
AMI 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 "a her pat
ent blue plush rocker and spoke for the
first time, with grateful glance at her
brother.
Eyes, 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
10 -
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 fght-lost
before i: had ever begun.
ut will be good chance" ventured
Mrs. Bines, timidly, "for Pishy-I
mean Sike-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
vegetate 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, with
a glance at the mother; mot jest the
way your pa did; you might do some
different and some better; but all the
same, you won't do any better'n he did
any way you'll learn to live in New
York. Unless you was to go broke
there" he added, thoughtfully; "in
that case you got the stuff in you and
it'd come out; but you got too much
money to go broke"
And you'll see that 1 lead a decent
enough life. Times have changed
since my father was young man."
eyes; that's what your pa told me
times had changed since I was a
young man; but 1 could "a done him
good if he'd "a listened"
"Well, we'll try it. The tide is set
ting that way from all over the coun-
try"
''Well, now do me last favor be-
fore you pike off east" pleaded the
old man. MAKE q trip with me over