Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1919-08-22
The
MAGNIFICENT Amber sons
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| Ou, mlndIer I'LL right, sdlu Eu-
gene. "He's a quiet sort Of man. but
he's a good man and kind man. He
always was, and those things count"
II don't think l should have called
George bad tempered" Lucy said
thoughtfully mo. l don't think he
Is"
"Only when he's cross about some
thing?" Morgan suggested with
semblance Of sympathetic gravity.
eyes" she said brightly, not per-
ceiving that his intention was humor-
Gus. "All the rest Of the time he's
really very amlable. OF course he's
much more a perfect child the whole
time than he realizes! He certainly
behaved awfully tonight" She
jumped up, her Indignation returning.
"He did, indeed, and 1t won't do to enc
courage him in it. l think he'll find
me pretty cOol-for a week or so"
WhereupOn her father suffered a re-
newal of his attack Of uproarlous
laughter.
In the matter Of GOODNESS George
met Lucy upon her own predeter-
mined ground; In fact, he was there
first, and at their next encounter
proved loftler and more formal than
she did. Their estrangement lasted
/ three weeks, and then disappeared
without any preliminary treaty: it
had worn itself out and they forgot it.
The Major had taken a great fancy
to her, insisting upon her presence
and her fathers at the Anderson fam
lily dinner at the Mansion every suns
day evening. She knew how to fiirt
with old people, he said, as she sat
next him at the table on one of these
Sunday occasions; and he had always
liked her father, even when Eugene
was terror" long ago. ooh, yes,
he was" the Major laughed when she
demonstrated "He came up here
with my son George and some others
for a serenade one night, and Eugene
stepped into a bass fiddle, and the
poor musicians just gave up! That
serenade was just before Isabel was
married-and don't you fret, Miss
Lucy: your father remembers it we'll
enough :" The old gentleman burst
into laughter, and shook his finger at
Eugene across the table. THE fact
is" the Major went on hilariously 81
believe if Eugene hadn't broken that
bass fiddle and given himself away
Isabel would never have taken Will
bur. | shouldn't be surprised if that
was about all the reason that Wilbur
got her, What do you think, Will
burr"
81 shouldn't be surprised" said VIII
bur placidy. "If your notion is right
I'm glad Gene broke the fiddle. He
was giving me a hard run"
The Major always drank three
glasses of champagne at his Sunday
dinner, and he was finishing the third,
"What do you say about it, Isabel?
BY JOve" he cried, pounding the
table, "shes blushingw
Eugene was as pink as Isabel, but
he laughed without any sign of embar-
rassment other than his heightened
color There's another important
thing-that is, for me-" he said. ITS
the only thing that makes me forgive
that bass viol for getting in my way"
"What is it?" the Major asked.
Lucy" said Morgan gently.
Isabel gave him quick glance, all
warm approval and there was muir.
muir of friendliness round the table.
Summer glided by evenly and quick
ly enough for the most part. and at
the end seemed to fly. On the last
night before George went back to be
junior his mother asked him conf.
IDENTIFY If 1t had not been a happy
summer.
He hadn't thought about it, he an
swered. "Oh, suppose so. WhyT
Il just thought it would be nice to
hear you say So" she said, smiling.
'Its seemed to me that 1t must have
been a happy summer for yOu-a real
summer of roses and wine-withOut
the wine, perhaps. Gather We roses
while We mayor was it primroses?
Time does really fly or perhaps it's
like the sky-and smoke"
George was puzzled. 1T strikes me
you're getting mixed. 1 don't see
much resemblance between time and
the sky, or between things and smoke
wreaths; but do see one reason you
like Lucy Morgan so much. She
talks that same kind of wistful,
moOny way sometimes don't mean
to say I mind 1t In either of you, be-
cause l rather like to listen to 1t,
and you've got very good voice,
mother It's nice to listen to, no mat
ter how much smoke and sky, and
so on, you talk. Sos Lucy's, for that
matter; and 1 see why you're con-
genial She talks that way to her
father, too; and he's right there with
the same kind Of CUFF. Well, it's all
right with mel I've got plenty to
think about when people drOOl along"
She pressed his hand to her cheek,
and tear made a tiny warm streak
across one Of his knuckles.