Norwich bulletin., 1914-11-10
FRoMLUcnLEs DIARY.

very nicely, with my helpful sugges-
tons. l think I have a remarkable
talent for the correct placing Of fur
niture. Father telephoned in the aft
ernoon that Mr.. Clifford had declined
the invitation. I answered the phone
and said that il Mr.. Clifford were in
the ONCE 1 would speak to him. After
we had exchanged greetings l told
him how dreadfully disappointed we
should be If he would not let US put
him up for the few days he would be
in town.
I'VE just won't take no for an an
swer," 1 said. There's nothing we
love more than sharing our home with
our friends, and while we live simply,
hope we can make you comfortable"
After some little talk he said that he
could not resist our hospitality, and
that he had refused at first only in the
fear Of putting us to trouble.
lilly was inclined to rebel when 1
told her that the dinner must be
served in courses, and that she must
wear a cap, but she consented after
said 1 thought she looked extremely
pretty with a bit Of white on her
brown curls, and that she served a.
course dinner so beautifully that L
wished Mr. CLIFFORD to see her do it.
She is wonderfully anenable to tactful
management.
Where is the coffee? asked father
in the middle Of the meal that night
Why, daddy, dear, we have our
coffee after dinner in the drawing
room" said, hastily.
oh, we do, do we? / guess I'll take
mine now as usual Sometimes
think father is the most trying person
ever knew. He never troubles his
mind about appearances or conven-
tionality, and as for my feelings lie
never seems to give them a thought.
But notwithstanding fathers rather
rough and ready ways the visit turned
out pleasantly. Although it was DIFF
hcult to keep Tilly and the family I'D
to the standards .. desired, think Mr..
Clifford enjoyed In stay. He and /
went to the theater every evening, and
when he discovered how fond am of
| marrons glaces he bought me pounds
and pounds of them. He explained l
ought to have Corner on them, as
the war would probably prevent the
| importation of much confectionery this
winter.
The day on which he was to leave
he packed his suitcases, intending 60
take them with him to the evening
train, but at noon father telephoned
| me that he had started to Boston sud
denly in response to an urgent teIe-
gram.
please gather up all his things and
express them to the Touraine hotel
SAID father. Il promised him they
would be sent at once."
Last evening when 1 came hons
from the theater where I had been
with Carl Bates found father still
| up. He was fussing and Tuning be-
cause his typewriter was lost
Il didn't know you had a type
writer" I said.
Didn't you see a small one here in
the library that l bought the other
day for home use? 1 don't see where
in Cain it can bet"
why, dad, was that cunning little
| typewriter in the leather case yours:
L thought it was Mr.. Chords and i
sent it with his thingsi"
The dickens you did" exclaimed
father, angTily. Well. l hope you're
satisfied. You insisted upon having
him visit us and tried to keep up SO
| much silly style that your mother is
| tired sick, and Tillys ready to leave
almost, and Fannie's a wreck from
loss of sleep. and now my typewriter
in Boston. That's the limit
OF course I knew that Mr.. Clifford
would return the typewriter irnmedi-
ately but there was no use telling
father, who was too ruffled to listen
to reason, and besides I felt so much
hurt at his unlIind remarks that /
didn't wish to talk to him any more
until he had apologized, which he did
this morning.
I don't believe that l shall ever try
to entertain any friend of fathers
again, for he is too unappreciative OF
all my trouble and care.-Chicag so
News.