The Glenwood post., 1919-12-27

tember-or October. Well see what
can be DONE" He rubbed his hands
cheerfully. wen see what can be
done about 1t then, Georgie.- Wen
see."
And George, In reporting this con.
versation to his mother, was ruefully
humorous. I'm fact, the old boy
cheered up so much" he told her
! you'd have thought he'd got real
load off his mind. OF course I know
he's anything but miserly still can't
help thinking he must be sailing lot
of money away. l know prices are
higher than they used to be, but he
doesn't spend within thousands of
what he used to, and we certainly
| can't be spending more than we always
have spent. Where. does 1t all go to1
| Uncle George told me grandfather had
sold some pieces of property, and 1t
| looks a little queer. 1 have a faint
suspicion, not that he's getting miserly
not that at all-but that old age has
begun to make him timid about money.
There's no doubt about it, he's get.
ting little queer: he can't keep his
mind on subject long. Right in the
middle of talking about one thing he'll
wander off to something else; and
shouldn't be surprised II he turned
out to be lot better of than any of
us guess"
Isabel had bright idea. "Georgie! !!
Instead Of a tandem wouldn't it inter-
est you to get one of Eugene's automo.
biles?"
II don't think so. They're fast
enough, of course. In fact, running
one Of those things is getting to be
quite on the cards for sport, AID
people go all over the country in 'em
But they're dirty things, and they keep
getting out of order, so that you're
always lying down ON your back in the
mud and"
"Oh, no." she interrupted eagerly.
Haven't you noticed? The way they
make them now you can get ut most Of
the machinery from the top. 1 do
think you'd be Interested, dear"
| George remained Indifferent. POS
sibly-but hardly think so. know
n lot of good people are really taking
| lliem UP, Dut Sllll-
"'But still what?" she said as he
paused.
| But still-well, suppose I'm q
little Old-fashoned and fastidious, but
I'm afraid being sort of engine
driver never will appeal to me,
mother. It's exciting, and I'd like that
part Of 1t, but still 1t doesn't seem to
me precisely the thing gentleman
ought to do. Too much overalls and
monkey wrenches and grease! No;
believe I'd rather wait for September
and a tandem, mother"
! Nevertheless George sometimes con-
sented 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 the visitors, turning out a car
and a quarter day"
From the factory Eugene took them
to lunch at new restaurant, just
/
prised Isabel with its metropolitan
air, and, though George made fun of
her, In whisper, she offered every.
thing the tribute of pleased exclama-
tions land her gayety helped Eugene's
to make the little occasion almost
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 20 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"
mo" Isabel said, "what makes me
laugh 80 much at nothing is Eugenes
factory. Wouldn't anybody be delight
ed to see an old friend take an idea
out Of the air like that-an idta that
most people laughed at 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 looking? It's
beautiful to see such thing" she
said. ut makes us all happy, dear old
Eugene"
And with u brave gesture she
stretched out her hand to him across
the small table. He took 1t quickly,
giving her look In which his laughter
tried to remain but vanished before o
gratitude threatening to become emo
tional in spite of him. Isabel, how
ever, turned instantly to Fanny. "Give
him your hand, Fanny" she said gay.
ly; and as Fanny mechanically
obeyed, ''rhere!" Isabel cried. "If
| brother George were here Euuene