Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1912-10-03

VHat . ln0 usO OF DelnS IN such
hurry about IT." Jennings demande,
now openly exaspsrated.
Wetherell looked at him in surpris,
why. what are you 10 worked u
ovcr?"
"Ill tell you what" Jennings lai
his hand upon Wetherelrs arm a
though to detain him. lust leave /
to me and III fix 1t for you. III Re-
that Barbara gets the advice II l hav,
to give 1t to her mvself," he declared
implying a maxnanimous sacrifc,
upon his own part.
Their conversation quickly veeret
In another direction az q fellow sub
urbanits Joined them.
That night as Wetherell rounded
tho corner that brought his house into
view. his spirits mounted in anticipa
ton Of seeing his boy.
And when the click of his key IL
the door brought q veritablo youne
athlete in appearance. bouncing upon
him with childish affection, Wethsrell
forgot the beaded issue in the sublim,
ity of that moment.
AS no regarded the handsome, boy.
ish face before him. with its fearlessly
frank eyes. he came more nearly than
ever before to an understanding OF
his wife's tender solicitude for The
boy.
Barbara's kiss and smile Of vel
come seemed II anything q little hear.
tier than usual this evening. as though
doubly anxious that all should BE- In
happy accord.
Even the dinner attained to q rank
above an everyday affair Ellen, the
cook, adored the boy who had, In
years gone by, plundered her sweet
meats at the most inopportune mo-
ments and tantalized her in every con-
ceivable way. Nevertheless, in his
years away at school, her happiest
time had been when preparing the
contents Of a feast box" to be sent
him.
Tonight there appeared in goodly
array all Of Juniors favorito dishes.
with Ellen carefully scanning his plates
upon their return to the kitchen, and
solicitous inquiry from the serving
maid as to how Master Junior" was
enjoying himself. OF this he assured her
In person at the end Of the meal.
Then he Joined his parents for a
chat. Flinging himself upon the couch.
piled with pillows. he exclaimed:
Gee. but this is the the first real
soft place I've lain on since / left
here!"
why, was your bed at school
hard?" Mrs. Wetherell's motherly in
stinct instantly asserted itself.
well. they're not exactly like this
mother. But you could hardly expect
that!"
Il told you I ought to have gone
back with him and settled him, AL
lan!" casting a glance Of mingled re-
greet and reproach toward her hus-
band.
Suddenly Junior spoke:
Say. folks. do you know what I'm
going to do this summer"
Wetherell felt a gloomy apprehen-
sion settle upon him. The achieve
ment of disciplining his son during
this vacation seemed suddenly de-
feated.
mo. what, dearf" It was his moth
Or who answered. Her voice was of
a syrupy sweetness that already i'm
Piled her assent.
I'm going to work." the boy an
His father. after the first startled
moment Of comprehension. expert
'nced pang Of remorse. known only
% father who has underestimated
/ son.
While his mother, with the sensi-
iveness Of q weathervane to the
highest change Of wind. shifted her
lttitude to meet the prevailing mood
4 her boy.
$50 you think you would like to try
our wings little. do you. dearf"
His wife's tons Of docility amazed
Vetherell no less than his sons
Vords.
Upon reaction. however. his brain
airly sang paean Of 10y! By Jovei
boy that could be trusted to disci-
line himself was a wonderl
The proud father was even consid-
ring an automobile as a reward for
UGH virtue. when his cherubio of
pring spoke his answer:
Its not exactly that" he explained,
but you see I'm up for a certain frat
school and they've put up the stunt
nat in order to qualify we've got to
'ork for two months during our va
alton! Mothers Magazine.