The Press., 1916-12-21

my food waiting jest like yo' father did
 from the minute I ontied him from my apron string. Come right into the din ing room fore my gravy curdles and the liver wing I done saved for you gifts too brown in the skillet" was all of the introduction or greeting that she gave to me as she waddled along be- hind MT. Buzz Clendenning and my self, driving us down the hall and into the dining room.
 Gee, hope Kizzie killed by the half dozen last night. If there aren't three chickens apiece you'll be hungry, L'Ai- glon," said MT. Buzz Clendenning, with a laugh, as he seated himself beside mo and unfolded his napkin
 II wish that you might call me Rob- ert. MT. Clendenning," I said, with a great friendliness, as We finished the nice lunch.
 Sure. Robbie. and you'll forget that I wouldn't let you kiss me, won't your" be answered IS he drew back from the table and lit a cigarette after passing me the case. Everybody calls me Buzz the Rumble Bee because of a his toric encounter of mine with a whole nest of bumblebees right out here in the generals garden. It is title of heroism, and I'd like to have you use 1t as if we'd been kids together as we were slated to have been. Say, let's go call on Sue, and you can get a nice lit tie initiation into the girl bunch before the general stops you by locking you away from them"
 'I go,'' I made answer with a great pleasure.
 Then we descended to the gray car of much speed and did use that speed in turning many streets until we came to another very fine old house, where, I was informed by my MT. Buzz Glen denning, resides that Mile. Susan of so much loveliness.
 And it is of a truth that discovered that loveliness to be as great as was told to me by her true lover. When raised my head from the kiss of pre- sentation I gave to her hand I looked into very deep and very wonderful girl eyes that had in their depths tears that were for a sympathy for me, knew. My heart of an exile beat very high in my own girls breast that ached for the refuge of her woman's arms, and must have partly betrayed my yearning to her, for I saw an ex- pression of confused question come into her eyes that looked into mine; then the beautiful thing that had come into my MT. Buzz Clendennings eyes for me came also into hers in place of the question. I saw then in those eyes a sister born to the boy Robert Carruth- CTS of great French strangeness.
 i've been thinking about you all morning, MT. Carruthers, and hoping Buzz would bring you with him to see me first of all. I wanted to be the first one of the girls to say, 'Welc ome home to you" And as she spoke those wolds of much tenderness I again bent over her hand in salutation, be- cause could give forth no words from my throat.
 Sue, you are the real sweet thing and now notice me a bit, will you?" said my fine Mr. Buzz Clendenning with both emotion and teasing in his voice. "I know I haven't got French manners and don't look like EAiglon. but I'm an -affectionate rough jewell
 Please don't mind Buzz, MT. Car ruthers-he just can't help buzzing."
 "For always I will be your humble slave, Mile. Susan.'' was the answer I made into her laughing eyes.
 That will do, Robert. You don't know how spoiled Susan is, and you're making trouble for me. Besides, you haven't seen the baby Belle in war paint yet. Let's go call on her now!' And that Mr. Buzz Clendenning was in a moment ready for making more new friends for me. "Come on, Su- san, we can tie Prince Bob on the running board"
 "Why, there's Belle at the gate now, and-yes-it's Mrs. Whitworth with her. I wonder when she came from New York;" said Mile. Susan as we went to meet the guests approaching, I on the one side of her and the MT. Buzz on the other.
 came down upon the same train which occupied" I said as I remembered to raise from my head my hat by that action on the part of my MT. Buzz.
 "Oh, then you have been presented to L'Aiglon?" said MT. Buzz to that Madam Whitworth, who stood smiling while I was presented to the very lovely girl of very great blondness, who both blushed and what is called giggled as I kissed her hand, though in her eyes found a nice friendliness to me.
 "We are old friends who know all