Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1916-04-21

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ask me!"
This inquiry obviously made her
mother uncomfortable. Il don't" she
faltered. Ask you what, Mary?
How l got along and what he's
like
w. "Maryw .aas
"Oh. it isn't distressing" said Mary.
"And got along so fast" She broke
off to laugh; continuing then, But
that's the way l went at it, of course.
We are in a hurry, aren't we?"
"My dear, don't know what to-
What to make of anything" Mary
finished for her. 80 that's all right!
Now III tell you all about it. 1t was
gorgeous and deafening and teetotal.
| We could have lived year on it. /
| think the orchids alone would have
lasted us a couple of months. There
they were, before me, but couldn't
steal em and sell EN-, and so-well, so
did what couldr'
She leaned back and laughed reas.
suringly to her troubled mother. 1T
seemed to be ;success-what could"
she. said, clasping her hands behind
her heck and stirring the rocker to mo-
ton as a rhythmic accompaniment to
her narrative. ',The girl Edith and her
sister-in- law, Mrs. Roscoe Sheridan,
were too anxious about the effect Of
things OH me. The fathers worth a
bushel of both of them. if he knew it.
He's what he is. like him." She
paused reaectively, continuing,
"Ediths interested in that Lamhorn
boy; he's goOd-looking and not stupid,
but l think he's" She interrupted
herself with CHEEKY cutlery: "Oh.
mustn't be calling him names! If
he's trying to make Edith like him I
ought to respect him as colleague"
81 don't understand a thing you're
talking about Mrs. Vertrees COM
planned.
"Al the better! Well, he's a bad lot,
that Lamhorn boy; everybody's always
known that, but the Sheridans don't
know the everyhpdies that knoW. He
sat between Edith and Mrs. Roscoe
| Sheridan. She's like those people you
wondered about at the theater the last
time we went-drcssed in ballgowns:
bound to show their clothes and jewels
somewhere! She flatters the father;
and so did l, for that matter-but not
that way. treated him outrageously!''
Mary" g&'t!. E>l
'That's. what fattered him. After
dinner he made the whole regiment OF
us follow him all over the house, while
he !ectured like guide on the Pala-
tine. He gave dimensions and costs,
and the whole .b'ilin' of 'em listened as
if they thought lie intended to make
them present of the house. What he
was p, oudest of was the plumbing and
that Bay of Naples panorama in the
hall. He made Us look at all the
plumbing-ba throoms and everywhere
else-and then he made us look at the
Bay of Naples. He said it was hum
dred and eleven feet long, but l think
it's more. And he led us all into the
ready-made library to see a poem
Edith had taken prize with at school.
They'd had it printed in gold letters
and framed in mother-of-pearl But
the poem itself was rather simple and
wistful and nice-he read it to us,
though Edith tried to stop him. She
was modest about it, and said she'd
never written anything else. And then.
after while, Mrs. Roscoe Sheridan
asked me to come across the street to
her house with them-her husband and
Edith and Mr.. Lamhorn and Jim Sheri-
dan"
Mrs. Vertrees was shocked. "Jim!'
she exclaimed. MARY, please"
"Of course said Mary ''I'll make
it as easy for you as l can, mamma.
Mr.. James Sheridan, Jr. We went over
there, and Mrs. Roscoe explained that
the men were dying for drink.
though l noticed that Mr.. Lamhorn
was the onlySone near deaths door on
that account. Edith and Mrs. Roscoe
said they knew Id been bored at the
dinner They were EXCEPTIONALLY apollo
getic about it, and they seemed to
think now We were going to have .
good time to make up for it. But ]
hadn't been. bored at the dinner, I'D
been amused; and the good time at
Mrs. Roscoes was horribly, horribly
stupid
sBut, Mary" her mother began. sis
is And she seemed unable to
complete the question.
"Never mind, mamma, III say it. Ia
Mr.. James Sheridan, Jr.. stupid? I'm
sure he's not at all stupid about bust.
ness. Otherwise Oh, what right
have to be calling people Stupid be.
cause they're not exactly my kindi
On the big dinner table they had enor.
nous icing models of the Sheridan
building"
"Oh nor Mrs. vertrees cried. "Sure
" notv'
/ Yes. and two other things of thai
kind don't know what. But, after
all, l wondered if they were SO bad
Well. then. mamma. managed not to
feel superior to Mr.. James Sheridan.