Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1918-08-15
Settling
Beatrice
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By 9. B. HAcKLEY


like this with so few social equals Is
enough to drive one Wild"
Mrs. Eileen Campbell, wife Of the
lime manufacturer at Bardstown. roll
ed her china-blue eyes deprecatively.
III It weren't that Frank Is making
money hand over fist.' as he calls 1t.
here. I simply could not endure It."
Mrs. Cartey, wife Of the road-build.
Ing contractor nodded approximately.
"That's what tell Gene. How long
are you going to stay In New York
with the Macons, Eileeni"
"Oh. two weeks, probably. Now that
Bee leaves tomorrow with Alethea Nc
Cue for the house-party, I feel safe
about her. Alethea has been begging
me to let her stay on with them
through the summer. Sammy" she
lowered her voice. SAMMY Is going to
be there!"
'TIow very opportune!" commented
Mrs. Carter.
Beatrice, an involuntary listener,
with her piqunnt face. her characterful
mouth and blue eyes, both dolorous
and indignant, hastily left the library.
Her father, a serious-looking man with
red hair. met her In the hall. "Oh,
daddy, let me stay home with you
while mother Is away" she whispered,
= want to sow
"Your mother would have n At II you
missed that McCue blowout, sweet.
heart. We can't go against her In this,
guess. It's lnte-youd better run
away to your bed. But wait, Kitten.
here's a check I promised Pryor. Ad.
dress II TO him, and drop It In the box,
will youi"
After an interminable time, II seemed
to Beatrice, she heard her parents 20
to their sleeping rooms, but SLEEP
would not come to her. She arose
finally and drew on her dressing gown.
II wish I could tell daddyw she
thought MS she went TO her writing
desk. "l1l write to Louie-he can't
help me, but I've got to tell somebody
now!"
"Bardstown, N. c., August 2. 1910.
cdr. Louis N. Acheson. Pendleton
Oregon" she wrote at the top Of her
page.
"Dear, Dear Louie.-I promised you
I'd tell you the minute found the
prince. but couldn't. though It's been
four months. I was too happy, for a
little while. and snce-oh. Louie-Ive
got TO tell somebody my troubles, OF
I'll BURST
n guess I've told you In this tiny old
place, there's a 400 only here It's a
60 mostly the Macon family scions
The Macon father was an old scoun
drel Tim quoting daddy. but HI
owned the big resort hotel here and
nearly everything else. Mrs. Atle'
letters and Mrs. Felix Landrith, two
Of the daughters. live here. Mrs. Land
nth married an old. old man, some
thing like Maharajah for wealth (h'
must have been n beast, Judging by
her unhappy facet. and she's got reg
ular castle overlooking the town.
swell. mother considers them. ant
her very special Mrs. Doris Carter. ant
Q few others, her social equals.
wouldn't shy II to anybody but You
Louie, but you know II already; moth
er and her friends Just live for dane
Ing and entertaining. and clothes
nothing else! Daddy told her yester
day their chief occupation rs he sect
II Is the 'ornamentation Of the chariot.
that carry them through this little arr
In the circle Of beingr
"But because the Macon scions art
sort Of patrons Of Arlnnd. the little
- church here. and attend service,
once In n blue moon. mother does. too
and I've been attending the Arlnnt
Sunday school. and other service.
right along. without Z protest from
her. Early this spring, Mr.. Lowrie
the old pastor. died and the board
that pays the minister's small salary
sent Glenn Pryor. He isn't exclusive
and Just 'churchy,' Nike Mr.. Lowrie
He wants TO help everybody and every
thing, and he makes friends with al
the poor and neglected. He's startet
q branch Of the Good Citizens league
and now you can't find n rusty Iii
cnn or a homeless cat In the town. n,
doesn't trouble himself so much abou'
the go except that he calls on then
and Is pleasant to them.
sand he's started a Young Felix's
circle for Wednesday evenings tke'
does things like singing to sick folks
and the jail folks. and the county In
Urinary folks. knew he was tn
"prince" the nrst time I heard hin
speak. OF course. he didn't know
right of I was the princess" but h,
came TO know. u.ouie. Tn like dadd!
II love people, just because they're
people), and he liked my way. I know
for he-he'd got so his eyes were rlrt
when they turned to me! And I wai
happy.
"Then the FIRST Of July the scasoT
opened ut the hotel, and they beguI
those Wednesday and Saturday nigh
dances. The first Wednesday night W,
were to 20 after the circle met I,
sing for old Mrs. Filbert tshed heel
on her death-bed for month";, and +,
promiscd her I'd sing nm old. OH hnl