Bogalusa enterprise and American. (Bogalusa, La.) 1918-19??, 1919-12-11

them up, but still"
"'But still whatY' she said as he
paused.
But still-well, I suppose I'm a
little old-fashioned and fastidfous, but
Pm 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
me precisely the thing a gentleman
ought to do. Too much oyeralls and
monkey wrenches and grease! 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 the visitors, turning out car
and a quarter a day."
From the factory Eugene took them
to lunch at a 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
tons; and her gayety helped Eugene's
to make the little occasion almost 6
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 persons
head" he said. "Or perhaps it's thi:
place. It might pay to have new res
taurant opened somewhere in tow
every time you get the blues"
"No," Isabel said, "what makes M
laugh so much at nothing Is Eugene
factory. Wouldn't anybody be delight
ed to see an old friend take an ide;
out of the air like that-an idea tina
most people laughed at him for
wouldn't any old friend Of his b
happy to see how he'd made his ide
into such a splendid, humming thin
as that factory-all shiny steel, clicl
ing, buzzing away, and with all thos
workmen, such muscled-lOoking me
and yet so intelligent looking? 1t
beautiful to see such thing" SD
said. at makes us all happy, dear oil
EugeneI"
And with a brave gesture sh
stretched out her hand to him acros
the small table. He took it quick.
giving her look in which his laughte
tried to remain but vanished before
gratitude threatening to become emit
tional in spite of him. Isabel, hov
ever, turned instantly to Fanny. CIV
him your hand, Fanny" she said ga,
ly; and as Fanny mechanical
obeyed, "Therel" Isabel cried. :"
brother George were here, Euger
would have his three Oldest and be
friends congratulating him all at ono
We know what brother George thinl
: about 1t, though. It's just beautift
Eugene r.
Lucy leaned toward George al
whispered, did you ever see anythiI
so lovely7"
"As whatT' George inquired, n
because he misunderstood but b
cause he wished to prolong the plea
. ant neighborliness Of whispering.
"As your motheri Think Of her d
ing thatl She's a darling! Al
Z papa"-here she imperfectly repress
a tendency to laugh-.papa looks
If he were either going to explode
utter loud sobsI'
Eugene commanded his feature
Z however, and they resumed their Gu
tomary apprehensiveness. Il used
7 write verses" he said-"if you rene
Der"
T EYES," Isabel interrupted gently.
remember"
81 don't recall that I've written a
for twenty years or So" he continue
4 "But I'm almost thinking could
it again, to thank you for making
; factory visit into such kind ce
It bration."
IS "Gracious !" Lucy whispered, g
e Cling. aren't they sentimental !"
Il people that age always ar
George returned. '"They get sentim'
d tai over anything at all. Factories
Y restaurants, 1t doesn't matter what
y And both of them were seized w
r, fits Of laughter which they manag
II to cover under the general moveme
n Of departure. as Isabel had risen to
t Outside upon the crowded STIR
1t George helped Lucy into his runabc
e and drove OF, waving triumphan
lie and laughing at Eugene, who VI
If struggling with the engine Of his C
y In the tonneau OF which Isabel a
Vs Fanny had established themselv
n Looks like a hand-organ man griI
ID ing away for pennies" said George,
1t the runabOut turned the corner II
1t National avenue. 'T1l still take
" horse, any day"
Is He was not so cocksure half an nc
y. later, on an open road, when q sir
t. whistle walled behind him. and befC
is the sound had died away Eugene's c
he coming from behind with what seem