Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-07-29
OH MONEY, MONEY!

She had been only twice to her brother S
new home, and she was not sure that
she would recognize 1t. in spite of the
with the last rays of the setting sun.
Suddenly across her worried face fash
ed a relieved smile.
We'll. If you aint all here out on the
piazza ~ she exclaimed. turning in at the
walk leading up to one of the ornate
little houses. MY, amt this grand "
"oh, yes. It's grand. all right" nodded
the tired-looking man in the big chair
removing his feet from the railing. He
ing a pipe. The droop of his thin mus
tache matched the droop of his thin
shoulders-and both indefinitely but un-
mistakably spelled disillusion and dis
couragement. ITS grand, but think
it's too srand,-for us. However, daugh.
ter says the best is none too good--in
Hillerton. Eth, Bsss?'
Bessie. the pretty. sixteen-year-old
daughter of the family, only shrugged
her shoulders little petulantly. 1t was
f1orid woman with short upper lip. and
a bewilderment of bepuffed light hair
She was already on her feet, pushing q
chair toward her sister-in-law.
"of course it isn't too grand. Jim
and you know it. There aren't any
the Pennocks' and the GAYLORD place
There. sit here, Flora. You look tired"
warm rharos ,eo amt ,t? rhe nsrni little drtss fss
maker began to fan herself with the hat
she had taken off: MY. t Is fur over
when you lived right round the corner
from me- And I had to put on hat
and gloves too. Someway. l thought I
ought to--over here"
Condescendingly the bepuffed head
threw an approving nod in her direction
Hs,tt ,tsx1.t TI.. IN,t. Il tr
different from the West Side, and no
mistake. And what will do there won't
do here at all, of course
How about fathers shirt-sleeves? -
1t was scornful gibe from Bessie in
the hammock. II don't notice any of
out like that"
"Bessie!' chided her mother YEARLY
you know very well I'm not to blame
fol what your father wears. I've tried
hard enough, I'm sure!"
well, we'll, Hattie" sighed the man.
with q gest,ce CT abandonment. II sup
posed l still had the rights of 4 freeborn
American citizen in my own home; but
it seems / haven't" Resignedly he got
TO his feet and went into the house.
When he returned a moment later lie
was wearing coat.
Benny, perched precariously on the
veranda railing, gave sudden indg-
nant snort. Benny was eight, the young
est of the family.
We'll, I don't think like ii here, any
how" he chafed I'D rather go back
an live where we did. A feller can
have some fun there. It hasn't been
ar! thing but Here, Benny. you mustn't
do that over here, you mustn't do that
over here!' ever since we came. I'm
going nome an live with Aunt Flora
Say, cant I, Aunt Flo?"
Bless the child! Or course you can,'
beamed his aunt. "But you won't want
to. I'm sure. Why, Benny. think it's
perfectly lovely here"
PA don't
Indeed I do. Benny" corrected his
father hastily. It's very nice indeed
here. of course. But 1 don't think we
can afford il. We had to squeeze every
penny before, and how we're going to
meet this rent don't know" He drew
a profound sigh
You'll earn it. just being here
more business" asserted his wife firmly.
anyhow, we've just got to be here,
family. Look at Fred tonight"
"Oh. yes. where is Fred?" queried
Miss Flora.
Hes over to Gussie Pennock's. play.
ing tennis,"~ interposed Bessie, with a
pout. The mean old thing wouldn't
ask me! -
But you amt old enough. my dear.
soothed her aunt. Wait; your turn
will come by and by"
Yes. that's exactly it," triumphed
we live here. Do you suppose Fred
would have got an invitation to Gussie
the East Side? Not much he would
Why Mr. peppOck's worth ffty tho,.