The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-10-03

she Ke0t itNgnt i dance Ae Rooney,
who stood looking after her dejectedlys
not knowing that LIS loves Intention
was TO give him moral support by lis
tening In the hall.
Nov. what do you mean by over
drawing your allowance ngainy' she
heard Mr.. Martin say when the door
was closed.
Why, innocently answered Rodney,
ut simply proves that was right
when told you my allowance was too
small"
'swhatir calculated his father, quite
evidently ashast. z
And II my allowance is too small
for one It's much too small for two."
the boy continued ingeniously.
For twof'
Father. hasit ever occurred to you
that ! might marry" inquired Rodney.
.of course it has. You're fool enough
for anything" growled his father.
II don't consider a man a fool be-
cause he's married" said Rodney.
That's because you've never tried it,
Il intend to try 1t, just the same"
said Rodney.
"oh, you do, do your who is the
girl?r
1.-THE girlr repeated his son nerv-
ously.
Eyes, girl. You're not going to mar
~ IN automobile. or polo pony. or an
aeroplane, or any other Of your idiotic
amusements. are you? You're going to
marry a girl. aren't you? Some blue
eyed. doll faced. gurgling. duttering
little fool oh, why doesn't God give
young men some sense about women3"
II object very strongly to your speak
ing in that way of Miss Grayson,"
spoke up Rodney angrily.
Miss Grayson? Miss Grayson-
you're not going to marry a type
writer!'
"Yes, sir"
Does she know it?'
Eyes. sir"
ooh. of course she knows a good
thing like you whom she sees it,
Il won't listen to you talk Of Miss
Grayson in that way
you've got TO listen. won't per
init any such absurd, ridiculous mar
riage. Thank heaven you had sense
enough not to elopeF'
II wanted to. but she wouldn't. She
insisted on your being told. So you
see what an Injustice
Injustice! Can't you see she want
ed me to know so that II disapproved
and cut you or she'd not be stuck with
you on her hands7'
please. father pleaded Rodney
and then dropped his hands at hts
sides and turned to so. adding, Its
quite useless
mo. my boy: wait minute said
iir. Martin. Remember I'm your
friend, even If I am your father. Don't
you believe its It's only your money
She wants"
81 know it .sn't,' replied Rodney
proudly.
.Ill prove 1t is,r said his father,
pushing an enameled electric bell that
stood near him on the table.
What IRE you going to do7" cried
Rodney neryously.
Send for Miss Grayson.r said his ia
ther grimly. .'I'll tell that scheming
secretary that II You persist in this
marriage I'll dlsinherit you, and then
you watch her throw you over" he
amplified for Rodney's benefit.
Even If you are my father you
shan't insult the girl I love-" protest
ed Rodney hotly.
.'Poppycock! You're afraid to put
her to the test. You're afraid she will
chuck you,' retorted his father.
But Rodney answered quietly: I'm
not afraid. father You're mistaken"
johnson appeared meanwhile in an.
swer to the bell and in a surprisingly
short time and with a queer look on
his usually impcrturbable face. If they
had only noticed 1t. returned with
Mary Grayson under his escort. Mary
looked from father to son with an elab-
orately assumed air Of innocence and
inquired:
you wanted me. Mr.. Martin?"
She saw Rodney out Of the tall Of
her eye make movement toward her
and say MARY" In n pleading tone;
then heard his father interrupting him
CURLY. my precious son." he told
her, has just informed me that you
and he intend to get married. Is that
right?p
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