Meade County news., 1916-11-09

saw you do, Bob. You could almost
make living for yourself at It."
The young man grinned, showing
rows of firm, strong teeth. Lorelei,
who was watching him, decided that
he must have at least twice the usual
number; yet 1t was a good mouths
good, big. generous mouth.
'Thanks for those glorious words oN
praise; that's more than we're doing on
the Street nowadays. Whewl Got
any grape-juice for a growing boy7'
He helped himself to his fathers wine
glass and drained it. "You can settle
now, dad-one thousand iron men.
owe It to Demorest."
"What do you meanr
"Debt of honor. heard she was
due here with some kind Of an electric
thrill, so offered her my share of the
sweepstakes to further disgrace herself
by dancing with me-" He caught Lore
lei's eye and stared boldly. "Hello!
believe In fairies, too, dad. Introduce
me to the Princess"
Merkle volunteered this ser,dce and
Bob promptly hitched his chair closer.
Lorelei saw that he was verN drunk,
and marveled at his control dJrlng the
recent exhibition.
"Tell me more about the 'Pactl-color
Petdcoat' and 'Dentol Chewing Gum,'
Miss Knight. Your face is household
word in every street car" he began.
She replied promptly, quoting hap
| ho rd from fho ua f.iOI1o odv arttaa.
ments in which she figured. ut never
shrlnks; 1t holds its shape; it must be
seen to be Appreciated; is cool, re-
freshing, and prevents decay"
"How did you meet that French
dancerT Hannibal Wharton querier.
sourly, of his son.
II stormed the stage door and way
laid her In the wings. She thought I
was you, dad. Wharton is a grand old
name" He chuckled at his fathers
exclamation.
"where did you learn those Argen-
tine wigglesf"
Hard times are to blame, dad. The
old men on the exchange play golf all
day, and the young ones turkey-trot all
night stay up late in the hope that
may find quarter that some sub
urbanite has dropped"
The elder men rose and sauntered
away In the direction Of their host,
whereupon Bob winked.
They've left us fat Why? Be
cause the wicked Mile. Demorest has
finally made her appearance as
guest My dad Is splendid shock
absorber. Naughty, naughty papaW
: "It's probably well that you came
with her; fathers are 80 indiscreet"
Young Wharton signaled to walter
who was passing with wine bottle
and a napkin.
"Tarryw he cried. Remove the
r shroud, please, and let me look at poor
old Roderer. Thanks. How natural
0 he tastes" Then to Lorelei: ",rhe gov
!. ernor Is a woman hater; but no man
I is safe in range Of your liquid orbs,
Miss Knight. Wouldn't mother enjoy
8 reading the list of Hammons guests at
!. this party2 Among those present were
Mr.. Hannibal @. Wharton, the we'll
s known rolllng-mill man; Miss Lorelel
Knight principal first-act fairy Of the
Bergman Revue, and Mile. Adoree
J, Demorest, the friend of king. A good
time was had by all, and the diners
!. enjoyed themselves very nice." He
q laughed loudly, and the girl stirred.
"She'd be pleased to read also that
you came late, but highly intoxicated"
"Ahl Salvation Nell" Bob took no
: offense. "If the hour was late she'd
= know my intoxication followed as a
matter of course. am a derivative
. of alcohol, the one and infallible argu-
: ment against temperance, Miss
. Knight"
"You talk as II you were always
drunk"
"Oh-not always. BY day am fire.
Quently sober, but at such times am
fit company for neither man nor beast;
am harsh and unsympathetic; I
q scheme and l connive. With nightfall,
= however, there comes a metamorpho-
sis. Once am stocked up with ales,
" wines, liquors and cigars, become
+ living, palpitating influence for good,
e spreading happiness and prosperity In
= my wake"
C "Do you consider yourself In such q
Q condition nowT queried Lorelei,
n vaguely amused.
II am, and, since 1t is long past the
:. closing hour OF one and the tango par
1 lors are dark, suppose we blow this
O Who's Who in Pittsburgh and taxi
t. cab out to a roadhouse where the bass
fiddle is still inhabited and the second
b generation is trottlng to the Robert q.
l. Lee'?"
o LoreleI shook her head with smile.
= II don't care to CO."
It "StrangeI" Mr.. Wharton helped
IS himself to a goblet of wine, appearing
l. to heap the liquor above the edge Of
Ii the glass. "No, II l were sober
d could understand how you might pre-
a fer these 'pappy guys to me, for mo-
a body likes me then, but I'm agreeably
It picked. Merkle won't take you any
where. for he's full Of distilled water
r and has a directors meeting at ten"