The Columbus courier. [volume] (Columbus, Luna County, N.M.) 1911-1920, 1915-01-15

IT. A. HuCA picked up ms AucN NnnH3
The corner In which Il stood.
'IIl run along he said. Yea two
viii want to talk things ever toaeth-
en-" He raised his voice 70 reach the
boy IN the other room. Elm OF, Jock"
Jocks protest sounded down the
hall, Don't leave me alone via her.
shen blarney me into ~consehting tn
blue-and-pink rosebud paper 80 ny bed
room"
At the door buck turned, came back
a step or two. I'LL think, II You don't
mind, I'll play hooky this time and run
over 10 Atlantic City for q couple OF
DAYS. You'll md things slowing up.
now that the holidays are so near
Fine idea-hnei" agreed Emma Nc
Chesney; but her eyes sill the
troubled look.
"Good.by." said T. A. Buck abruptly.
Good" and then she stopped.
I've a brand-new idea. Give you
something to worry about on your va
cation"
I'm supplied" answered 7. A. Buck
srimly.
"NcnsenHel A real worry. A huei.
ness worry. A surprise"
Jock had Joined them, and was tow.
oring over his mother, her hand IN
his.
T. A. Buck regarded them modify.
After your pajama and knickerb0cker
stunt I'm braced for anything"
Nothing theatrical this time" she
assured him. Don't expect a show
such as you got wheR touched Cd
the last fuse.
An eager, ~expectan, .ook was re-
placing the gloom that had clouded HE
face. Spring H."
Emma McChesney waited : moment;
then. Il think t.o time has come to
put in another line--n staple. It's
flannel nightgowns.'
FLANNEL nightgownsi" Disgust
shivered through Bucks voice. "Flan.
mel nightgownRi They quit wearing
those when broadway was a cowpath."
"Did, ehY" retorted Emma MoCheS
ney. That's the New Yorker speak,
ing. Just because the French near
actresses at tho Winter Garden wear
silk lace and sea-foam nighties 10
their imported boudoir skits, and just
because they display only those frilly,
beribboned handmade affairs In the
Fifth avenue shop windows, don't you
ever think that they're a national
vice. Let me tell you" she went ON
as T. A. Bucks demeanor grew more
bristllngly ~antagonistic, there are
thousands and thousands Of women up
in Minnesota, and Wisconsin, and
Michigan. and Oregon, and Alaska.
and Nebraska, and Dakota who are
thankful to retire every night protect.
ed by one long. thick, serviceable fan
mel nightie, and n practical hot.wa-
ter bag. Up in those countries retir.
ing liant a social rite: It's a feat OF
hardihood. I'm keen for a line OF
plain, full, roomy ol~d-fashioned flannel
n~ighsgowns Of the improved 7. A.
Buck feather.oom products variety.
They'll be wearing EN- long after
knickerbockers have been cut up for
patchwork"
We'll" Buck said grudgingiy, III
you were TO advise making up a line
OF the latest models in deep-sea div
ers' uniforms. l suppose I'd give In.
But flannel nlghtgownsl In the TWEEN
tleth century-hannel night"
Think It over" laughed Emma No
Chesney as he opened the door. Wen
have II out, tooth and nail. when you
get back"
The door closed upon him. Emma
McChesney and her son we=s left
alone In their new home to be.
Turn out the light, son," said En-
ma McChesney. and come TO the
window, There's a viewl Worth the
money, alone"
Jock switched on the light. ~ you
know, Blonde. l shouldn't wonder II
old 7. AS sweetish on you" he sale
AZ he came over 20 the window.
"oIdl"
Hes forty or over, isn't hef"
son, do you realize your charming
mothers thirty -nine?"
ooh. you'll That's different. You
look q kid. You're young In all the
spots where other women Of thirty.
nine look old. Around the eyes, and
under the chin, and your hands, ana
the corners Of your mouth"
In the twilight Emma McChesney
turned TO stare at her son. Just
where did you learn all that, young
'un? At college7"
And. Some view, isn't II, mother1'
parried Jock. The two stood there.
side by side, looking out across the
great city that glittered and swan in
the soft haze OF the November after
noon. There are few lovelier sights
than New York seen at night, from .
window eyrie with a mAuve haze soft.
ening ali, % a beautiful but experienced
woman is softened BY an artfuiiy
draped scarf OF chiffon.
Mother" said Jock haitingiy, pain
fully. Il came mighty near coming
home-for-good-this time"
His mother turned and searched his