The Connecticut labor press., 1919-10-18

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 "I'm afraid poor Aunt Fanny might think now fathers gone we won't want her to live with us any longer and be- cause I always leased her so much she might think I'd be for turning her out. I don't know where on earth she'd go or what she could live on if we did do something like this, and of course we never would do such thing, but I'm pretty sure she had something of the kind on her mind. She didn't say any thing, but the way she looked is what makes me think so. Honestly, to me she looked just scared sick. You tell her there isn't any danger in the world of my treating her like that. Tell her everything is to go on just as it al- ways has. Tell her to cheer up!"
 Isabel did more for Fanny than tell ing her to cheer up. Everything that Fanny inherited from her father, old Aleck Minafer had been invested in Wilbur's business; and Wilbur's busi- ness, after a period of illness core spending in dates to the illness of Will bur's body, had died just before Will
 
 were both wiped out to miracle of precision" as Anderson said. They "owned not a penny and owed not a penny" he continued, explaining his phrase. Its like the moment just be- fore drowning: you're not under water and you're not out of it. All you know is that you're not dead yet"
 He spoke philosophically, having his prospects" from his father to fall back upon; but Fanny had neither prospects" nor philosophy. However, legal survey of Wilbur's estate re- vealed the fact that his life insurance was left clear of the wreck; and Isa- bel, with the cheerful consent of her son, promptly turned this salvage over to her sister-in-law. Invested, 1t would yield something better than nine hun dred dollars year, and thus she was assured of becoming neither a pauper nor a dependent, but proved to be, as Anderson said, adding his efforts to the cheering up of Fanny, 'an heiress, after all, in spite of rolling mills and the devil"
 The collegian did not return to his home for the holidays. Instead, Isa- bel joined him, and they went South for the two weeks. She was proud of her stalwart, good-looking son at the hotel where they stayed, and 1t was meat and drink to her when she saw how people stared at him in the lobby and on the big verandas-indeed, her vanity in him was so dominant that she was unaware of their staring at her with more interest and an ad- miration friendlier than George evoked.
 Both of them felt constantly the diff ference between this Christmas time and other Christmas times of theirs in all, 1t was a sorrowful holiday. But when Isabel came East for Georges commencement, in June, she brought Lucy with her-and things began to seem different, especially when George Anderson arrived with Lucy's father on class day. Eugene had been in New York, on business; Anderson easily persuaded him to this outing; and they made a cheerful party of 1t, with the new graduate of course the hero and center of 1t all.
 His uncle was a fellow alumnus. Wonder was where I roomed when was here" he said, pointing out one of the university buildings to Eugene. 'T don't know whether George would let my admirers place a tablet to mark the spot, or not. He owns all these buildings now, you know"
 Didn't you, when you were here? Like uncle, like nephew"
 I'm sure I didn't have 1t so badly at his age" Anderson said refectively, as they strolled on through the com- mencement crowd.
 Eugene laughed. You need only three things to explain all that's good and bad about Georgie."
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 He's IsabePs only child. He's an Anderson. He's a boy"
 Well, Mister Bones, of these three things which are the good ones and which are the bad ones?"
 "All of them" said Eugene.
 George took no conspicuous part in either the academic or the social cele- brations of his class; he seemed to re- gard both sets of exercises with tol erant amusement. his own "crOwd" mot going in much for either of those sorts of things" as he explained to Lucy. What his crowd had gone in for remained ambiguous; some negligent