Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-09-24

bending her tall figure for a cares.
~Teddy Wetherby's machine is at the
corner-and Teddy"
absolutely Obvious of the passage of titnc."
Il thought you'd given up Your kinder
garten Rita. put in Camilla, laughing.
a have: but Teddy is my prize pupil.
He's taking 4 postgraduate course. And
when they all laughed at her she turned on
them severely. Il won't have YOU laughing
at Teddy. He's really an angel
an going to tell his mother, said Mrs.
Rumsen.
Rita took her tcaeup and sank back in her
chair ahsenty. ooh. vcll-perhaps you'd
better" she said. I'm going in for square
toed shoes and settlement meetings.
The General gruntcd and slipped his
Scotch but when Jeff and Cortland came
in the women were still laughing at Mrs
Chevne left walked across the room to his
wife and kissed her.
"Father-Aunt Caroline Hello, Rita"
"Wel. Sir, from Camilla, please give
an account of yourself.
you'll have to speak to Cort. We
stopped in at the club for a minute Chcync
was there. and Hal Dulancv, Pcrot, Steve
ellis, Douglas Warrington and two or
three others. They wanted us to stay for
dinner; but we didn't"
"Of course not" said Camilla 50 dccl
sivev that Rita Cheyne laughed.
"1hcre! she said pityingly. "Oh, jeff.
subject and a slave as well. Aren't you
really going to let him go, Camilla?
Camilla looked up into Jeff 5 face with
heavenly smile. "Of coursc-if he wants to.
But | don't want to-" said Jeff, sinking
into chair with a comfortable sigh. This
is good enough for me. Besides, he added
mischievouslv, 1T looked like a meeting"
"What kind of mccting'"
"Of the Rita Chevnc Protective Associa
ton"
Jeff. you're horrid!" said Rita; but she
laughed.
dim not" he said calmly. "Thcy have
my full sympathy and support. | told EN-
"Your sins are finding you out my dear
cousin, chuckled the General "They al
| WAYS do in the end.
ooh. you're hopeless, all of you!" sighed
the culprit, laying down her teacup.
CORTLAND finished his drink in lcis-
- urely fashion and dropped into the va
cant chair beside his father. well, we put
| it over, he said quietly.
"The bond ISSUE?
ayes, Sir. We had fight in the board;
| DuI we SOl NlCllllN lS > NolS ct istSl anu
iammedi it through-that was all we needed.
Il didn't think it was possible, the old
man exclaimed
1T wasn't easy: but Jeff managed it.
Il didn't, Sir Jeff interposcd. "Cort
did the whole thing. We've made him presi
| dent-we made it unanimous in the end"
"By George. Cort! I'm proud of you.
| always knew you had the stuff in YOU if
we ever woke YOU up.
"Oh, guess I'm awake, all right. A fcl-
| low has to be down there" He leaned for
ward and picked up an article on the work
basket.
"Where's his Majesty" he asked of Mrs
Wray.
Camilla glanced at the clock. asleep,
hope He's been very dissipated lately. He
was up Yesterday until seven.
| Takes after his father, said Mrs. Cheync
scornfully.
At that moment small cry was heard up
stairs, and Camilla flew. "The lamb she
cried, and from the hall they heard her tell
ing the trained nurse to bring the infant
down. At the bottom of the steps she met
them and bore him triumphantly in. He
was a very small person, with large round
blue eyes that stared like Jeff's. They looked
at nobody in particular. and yet they were
| filled with the wisdom af the noes