Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1919-10-31

lOt Oh GOOD people are reauy IDkin.S
them up. but still"
But still what7" she sale as he
paused.
"But still-well. suppose I'm a
little old-fashioned and Fl stidious, but
I'm afraid being a sort of engine
driver never Will appeal to me,
mother. It's exciting, and I'd like that
part of 1t, but still it doesn't seem to
nue. precisely the thing a gentleman
ought TO do. Too much overalls and
monkey wrenches and greasei No; /
believe I'd rather wait for September
and tandem. mother"
Nevertheless George sometimes con-
scented to sit in an automobile. while
waiting for September. and he fire.
| quently went driving IN one of Eu-
genes cars with Lucy and her father
He even allowed himself to be escort
ed with his mother and Fanny through
the growing factory, which was now,
as the foreman of the paint shop In
formed TIE visitors, turning out a car
and quarter a day"
From the factory Eugene took them
TO lunch at new restaurant, just
opened In the town. place which sur
prised Isabel with its metropolitan
air, and, though George made fun of
her. In a whisper, she offered every
thing the tribute of pleased exclama,
lions: and her gayety helped Eugene S
to make the little occasion almost a
festive one.
Georges ennui disappeared in spite
Of himself, and he laughed TO see his
mother In such spirits. II didn't know
mineral waters could go to a persons
head" he said. .or perhaps It's this
place. 1t might pay to have new res
taurant opened somewhere in town
every time you get the blues"
no" Isabel said, "what makes me
laugh so much at nothing is Eugene's
factory. Wouldn't anybody be delight
ed to see al old friend take an idea
ont of the air like that--an idea that
most people laughed ut him for
wouldn't any old friend of his be
happy to see how he'd made his idea
into such splendid. humming thing
as that factOry--all shiny steel. click,
Ing, buzzing away, and with all those
workmen, such muscled-looking men
and yet so intelligent looklng2 It's
beautiful to see such thing" she
said. ut makes us all happy. dear old
Eugenei"
And with brave gesture she
stretched out her hand to him across
the small table, He took it quickly
giving her a look In which his laughter
tried to remain hut vanished before q
gratitude threatening to become emo
tional in spite of him. Isabel, how
ever, turned instantly to Fanny. "Givt
him your hand, Fanny" she said gay
ly; and as Fanny mechanically
obeyed, "There" Isabel cried "1i
brother George were here, Eugen,
would have his three Oldest and bes
friends congratulating him all at once
We know what brother George thinks
about 1t. though. It's Just beautiful
Eugene"
Lucy leaned toward George ant
whispered, "Dld you ever see anything
SO lovely?"
"As what2" George inquired, no
because he misunderstood but be
cause he wished to prolong the pleas
ant neighborliness of whispering.
"As your inotherl Think Of her do
ing thatl She's darIingl And
papa"-here she imperfectly depressed
tendency to laugh-'papa looks a.
If he were either going to explode oil
utter loud sobsI"
Eugene commanded mis- features
however, and they resumed their Gus
tomary gpprehensiveness 81 used Il
write verses" he said-"f you remem
Der"
YES" Isabel interrupted gently. ~
remember"
II don't recall that I've written any
for twenty years or So" he continued
but I'm almost thinking l could dc
II again, to thank you for making d
factory visit into such a kind cele
bration."
"GraciousW Lucy whispered, gig
Cling. Aren't they sentimental /"
People that age always are,
George returned. "They get sentimen
tai over anything at all. Factories OF
restaurants, 1t doesn't matter what 2
And both Of them were seized with
fits Of laughter which they managed
to cover under the general movement
Of departure, as Isabel had risen to go
Outside upon the crowded street
George helped Lucy into his runabout
and lrove off, waving trlumphantly
and laughing at Eugene, who was
struggling with the engine of his car
In the tonneau of which Isabel and
Fanny had established themselves
Looks like a hand-organ man grind
ing away for pennies" said George, as
the runabout turned the corner into
National avenue. "I'll still take O
horse, any day."
He was not so cocksure half an hour
later, on an open road, when siren
whistle walled behind him, End before
the sound had died away Eugene's car
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