Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1919-09-04

"Why not?"
Because I promised him. Several
days ago."
".See here ~ said the stricken George.
"If you're going to decline to dance
that cotillion with me simply because
| you've promised a-a-a miserable
%red-headed outsider like Fred Kinney
why we might as well quit"
"Quit what2'
"You know perfectly well what ]
mean," he said huskily.
81 don't"
"Well, you ought to!"
"But I don't at ALI"
George, thoroughly hurt, and not a
little embittered, expressed himself
in a short outburst of laughter: swell,
1 ought to have seer it'll"
"Seen what?"
"That you might turn out to be a
girl who'd like a fellow of the red
headed Kinney sort. 1 ought to have
seen it from the first"
Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. "Oh,
dancing a cotillion with a person
doesn't mean that you like him-but
I don't see anything in particular the
matter with Mr.. Kinney. What Isl"
II prefer not to discuss it," said
George CURLY. He's an enemy Of
mine."
"Why"
Il prefer not to discuss It."
swell, but"
81 prefer not to discuss it'll"
"Very WELL" She began to hum the
air of the song which Mr.. George Am
berson was now discoursing, 20 moon
Of my delight that knows no wane'-
and there was no further conversation
on the back seat.
The continuance stopped with a
h~eart-shaking jerk before Isabel's
house. The gentlemen jumped down,
helping Isabel and Fanny to descend;
there were friendly leavetakings-and
one that was not precisely friendly.
"It's 'au revoir' till tonight, isn'tit?"
Lucy asked. laughing.
"Good afternoonl' said George, and
he did not wait, as his relatives did, to
see the old sewing machine start brisk.
ly down the street, toward the Shar-
ons'; its lighter load consisting now
Of only Mr.. Morgan and his daughter.
George went into the house at once.
He found his father reading the
evening paper in the library. "Where
are your mother and your Aunt Fan
nyf" Mr.. Minafer inquired, not look
ing up.
They're coming" said his son and.
casting himself heavily into a chair,
stared at the fire.
His prediction was verified q few
moments later; the two ladies came
in ~cheerfully, unfastening their fur
cloaks. 'It's all right, Georgia." said
Isabel. "Your Uncle George called to
us that Pendennis got home safely.
Put your shoes close to the fire. dear,
or else go and change them"
look here" said George abruptly.
"How about this man Morgan and his
old sewing machine? Doesn't he want
to get grandfather to put money into
1t? Isn't he trying to work Uncle
George for that? Isn't that what he's
up TOT"
It was Miss Fanny who responded.
"You little sillyr" she cried, with sur
prising sharpness. what on earth
are you talking about? Eugene Nor
gan's perfectly able to finance his W
inventions these days."
HE strikes me as that sort Of
man." George answered .doggedly.
ISN'T he, fatherY"
Minafer set down his paper for the
moment. "He was a fairly wild young
fellow twenty years ago." he said,
glancing at his wife absently. "He
a like you in one thing, George: he
| spent too much ~money-only he didn't
have any mother to get money out Of
a grandfather for him, SO he was usu-
ally in debt. But / believe I've heard
he's done fairly well of late years.
No, I can't say I think he's a swim
dler, and l doubt If he needs anybody
else's money to back his horseless car
riage."
well, what's he brought the old
thing here for, then? People that
elephants don't take their elephants
around with 'em when they go visit
ing. What's he got 1t here for?"
I'm sure I don't know" said Mr..
Minafer, resuming his paper. "You
might ask him."
Isabel laughed and patted her hus-
bands shoulder again. "Aren't you
going to dress7 Aren't we all going
to the dancer