Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-07-30

with a young man Carl Pcnnock-.cne
| others in the party. They're going down
to the LAX" for cake and ice cream
| shouldn't let her so, of course. She's
Eighteen. for all she's so small. She
favors my mother in looks but she's got
,ha Baisdel nose, though: Oh, snd
writing book about, wasn't it? You
| lum't mean our Blaisdells, right here in
! Hllerton?'
Il mean all Blaisdens. wherever I
dnd Them" smiled Mr.. Smith.
we'll '5c Be- IN 2e the T63 S6af u.s. xo1 3Gq that tse
matter of board has been satisfactorily
settled Mrs BIaisden apparently dared
to show some interest in the book.
"Certanly."
You don't say! My, how pleased
Wife. she Just loves to see her name in
priut-parties and club banquets and
where she pcurs, you know But may
be YOU don't take women. too
"Oh, yes; if they are Baisdells or
have married Batsdells.
oh! That's where we'd come in,
then. isn't it? MelliceL and l? And
Frank my husband; he Il like it. too
if you tell about the grocery store. And,
him. You'd have t0-'cause that's all
there is Ia tell. lie thinks that's about
all there is in the world. anyway-that
grocery store And it's a, good store,
If | do say it, And there's his sister.
Flora, and Maggie. But. there
Poor Maggie She won't be in it. will
she, after all? She isn't Blaisdell, and
she didn't marry one. Now that's too
"FIo She won't mind Benny spoke
with conviction. She'll just laugh and
say it doesn't matter; and then Grandpa
Duff'U ask for his drops or his glasses
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or something, and she II forget all about
it. She won't care
ways Just her luck Mrs. Blaisdell
sighed and looked thoughtful. But
Maggie knows y lot about the, Blats-
dells;" she added Rrghtening aE so she she
they were little, and all that"
Yes. But-that isn't-cr-er' Mr..
Smith hesitated doubtfully, and Mrs
Blaisdell jumped into the pause
And, really, for that matter. she
most anybody else Hattie's always
sending for her and Flora, too. if they're
sick, or anything. Poor Maggie some,
her And she's such good soul, too
l declare. | never see her but wish |
could do something for her. But, OF
course, with my means-But, there
says l never do know when to stop, when
I get started on something: and, or
course. YOU didn't come here to tax
about poor Maggie. Now I'll go back to
Tomorrow if I may" With some
alacrity Mr.. Smith got to.hs snst. feet. "a nAnd
I'm at the Holland House. With your
permission, then, Mrs. Blaisdell, I'll send
up my trunks tomorrow morning; Ana
now good highland thank you
"Why-but Mr. Smith" :" The woman,
IN
surprised. Why, YOU haven't even seen
your room yet! How do you know
"Eh?, What? Oh" Mr., Smith
his eyebrows so I haven't, have /?
And people usually do, don't they? Well
the room, though. I'm not Worrying
any, I assure you. I've no doubt II will
be quite right. quite right" he finished,
as he followed Mrs. Blaisdell to door
| halfway down the narrow hall.
Five minutes later once more on the
street. he was walking home with Ben
! ny. 1t was Benny who broke the long
silence that had Immediately fallen be-
Say, Mr. Smith I'll bet We you'll
never be rich J"
Mr.. Smith turned with visible start.
"Eh? What? I'll never be-What do
you mean. boy?'
Benny giggled cheerfully.
"'Cause you paid Anut Jane what she
asked the very first time. Why, Aunt
Jane never expects ter get what she asks,
pa says She sells him groceries in the
store, sometimes, when Uncle Frank s
| away. ye know. Pa says what she asks
first is for practice lust ter get her
hand in; an she expects ter get beat
down. But you paid it, right off the bat.
Didn't ye see how tickled Aunt Jane was,
after shed got over bein' surprised?"
"Why.,er-really, Benny" murmured
Mr., Smith
But Benny had yet more to say.
"Oh, yes, sir, you could have saved