The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1909-03-02

Wen mount one JnlS AFTERNOON,
his tormenter said; it will be fun for
you and me, taking 1t down when
your mother goes out for her drive,
and hosting it again when she comes
back. She deserves flag better than
you do, don't you think? Almost as
well as the Queen. The only danger
is that the country people might take
Easton for the Beaufort Arms, and
want to come in and drink beer.
What do you Think"
Il say, Beau, are you in real earn
est about fag?"
ITO be sure / don't know what
you have on yours at the Towers, but
have famous blazon on the Beau
fort one. Well get square of silk
from your mother and paint it as soon
as we go in. forget what your arms
are, Tom.
Il don't know" said the boy hum
bly,. Il never heard anything about
them. / didn't know you had arms
on flag"
"Ah!" said Beaufort, "you own
there are great many things you
don't know yet. And about matters
that concern gentlemen, / wouldn't
advise you either to take nurses opin-
ion or that of your young man whose
father is in trade"
Tom rode along, by his stepfather's
side in silence for some time. He felt
much taken down--crushed by SUI
periority-which he could not resist,
yet very unwilling to yield. There
was always the uncomfortable ccnvic-
tion in his mind that what Beaufort
said must be true, mingled with the
uneasy feeling that Beau might be
chatting all the time. combination
confusing for every simple mind. He
felt instinctively that flag at Easton
would turn his own grandeur, which
he believed in so devoutly, into ridi-
Guile; for Easton was not much more
than villa, in the suburbs of little
town. At the same time he could not
but feel that to haul it up and down
when his mother went out or came in
would be fun; and the painting of the
flag with a grand lnuddle of paints
and means of construction in general
still greater fun, and the most de-
lightful way of spending the after
noon.
II say, Beau" he asked after long
interval, whats in your arms, as you
call them? / should like to know"
you should not ask what's in
them, but what they are, Tom. A fell
low of your pretentions ought to
know. Fancy a chatelaine in ignor-
ance of such matter"
Whats a chatelaine? You are
only laughing at me-" cried the boy,
with lowering eyebrows. "Its thing
mother wears at her side all hanging
with silver chains"
It's the master of a place-like
what you suppose yours to be- My
arms are rather too grand for SIM
pie gentleman to have. We quarter
the shields of France and England.
said Beaufort, gravcly. forgetting who
his companion was for the moment.
Then he laughed again. "Im sure,
Tom, though / have not castle /
have flag almost as grand as the
Queens"
All this was rather humbling to
poor Toms pride, and confusing to
his intellect, but he came home full
of plans of painting and putting up
this wonderful flag. There was an
old flagstaff somewhere, which had
been used for the decorations of some
school feast. Beaufort, much amused,
instructed his small assistant to paint
this in alternate stripes of blue and
white. "The colors of the bordure,
you know, Tom" "Oh, are they?"
cried Tom, determined to pretend to
understand. And Lady Car found
him in the early afternoon, in shed
appropriated to carpentering behind
the house, delightfully."- occupied about
the task, and with patches of blue and
white all over him from shoe to chin.
What are you doing, TOMB" she
cried. Janet following stood trans
fixed with her eyes widening every
moment-half with wonder-half
with envy. What she would have
given to paint the staff and flag, in
imitation of Tom.
It's the colors of the bordure," said
the boy. II am doing it for Beau"
THE colors of what?" Lady Car
was as ignorant of heraldry as Tom
himself.
Have we got a bordure? and
what's our colors? and l want to
know what are the arms, mother. 1
mean my arms; for / suppose" the
boy said, pausing in his work to look
at her, yours are just like Beau's
now?"
What does the boy mean?" said
Carry Janet, you must not go too
near him, you will spoil your frock,
Tom, your jacket will never be fit to
be seen again"
II don't care for my jacket. Mot
er, look here. Beau is going to ri;
up a flag for you like the Queen, ana
I'm doing the stick. But L want to
know about my own shield, and my
colors; and if I've got bordure. and
if we're in quarters, or what / want
to know how about the flag at the
Towers"
Lady Car made step backwards
as if she had received blow. There
was no flag at the Towers-I mean
there were no arms upon it-there
was no--who put such nonsense into
your head. Tom?s
1T is not nonsense. Beau told me
hes going to give me a lesson how
to do it, He knows all about it. He
says it's no use asking nurse or Har-
i --s .