The Wrangell sentinel., 1909-10-28
NOvelized From Eugene Walters Great Play .SD
CHAPTER Y.

understand her mother any more than her mother understood her she had expressed exactly the mental relation in which they stood toward each other. Mrs. Harris was one of those women occasionally to be met with who continue to treat their grownup sons, and especially their grownup daughters, as children and feel it incumbent upon them-nay, con- sider it their bounden dutt-to inter fere with advice and comment in the natural progress of domestic sophis- tication of their young welded off spring. Moreover, she was a woman wholly lacking in tact and depth of mind and possessed to an exaggerated degree that "quicksand of reason," vanity.
 Mrs. Harris and Miss Beth Harris were out for a ride with Captain Will Hams, who accompanied them. and all were in automobile tenue. Her mother and sister greeted Emma etfusiyely. Their escort extended his hand. but Mrs. Brooks was too much occupied for once in responding to her parents embraces to notice it. He stalhed in with rude familiarity without remOv- ing his automobile cap, upon which he had pushed up his goggles and found himself face to face with Smith.
 Hello, You here?" he said by way of greeting, greatly surprised to see his superintendent there on that above all nights.
 "Ya-as," replied Jimsy. "I'm here again"
 fought to take q berth here,' erunt- ed his employer. looking round for the most comfortable chair and installing himself in it. You're always around"
 "Afuch as possible" admitted Smith tranquilly, remaining standing. Flow do you find your new car:'
 "Good enough. Cost S5,000-ought to be good-ought to be-"
 Mrs. Harris ard Beth hustled in, throwing open their automobile coats and disclosing very handsome gowns that contrasted strangely with Emma's poor little cotton frock.
 "Why. gocG evening. Jimsym cried Mrs. Harris. "Wnere's Joel"
 "Gone out for walk, l guess" he answere% "Howdy, Beth?'
 "yery Well, thank you. Mir. Smith," responded that young person some what frigiG.r.
 "Air. Smith?' he echoed, looking at her curioualE.
 The girl raised her eyebrows and af- fected surprise.
 "Isnt that right?' she inquired
 "Yes-Smith is the name,' he replied. "It ain't that I'ye forgot it-no-only to remind you that the first one-Jim- sy-ain't been changed"
 "No. dearie; Jimsy wouldn't know what it meant to be mistered," ob- served Mrs Harris with an intonation of disdain.
 "3Ie neither," put in Williams, "but a mans got to get used to it."
 Have you got used to It, captain?" asked Emma.
 "Tes and no. I never had it given to me until I came east-always used to be Capn Bill CT something on that or der-Dut with eastern airs and a bit of prosperity your old ways have got to change
 Mrs. Harris had been gazing about her deprecatingly. She wanted to know why they should stay in the din ing room. Emma explained that they had succeeded in inducing the janitor to have the sitting room papered and that it was all upset. sgEI,ic haf ,.1I11O1ortod in Williams. Its real cozy, and you can see q woman's had a hand in the ar rangeinent.'
 "But it's little bit of a stuffy four roomed flat" objected Beth, turning ID her pretty nose. Really, should die in one.'
 Well, Beth," remarked Smith, with his quiet drawl. you never can tell. Maybe you will"
 Beth made grimace. 7. 2
 "I would, if I had to do my own work, washing dishes-ughr' "I don't see how Emma stands it." declared Mrs. Harris. "It's just drudg- eryv a | "Well, mother, please remember it's Emma who docs stand it, after all," re- torted that little woman patiently, "so please. please, don't you mind."
 'I think it's a great little nook, Mrs. Brooks" opined Williams.;,
 "Thank you, captain," she said grate- fully. < ts z "And fixed up nice and comfortable.