Jackson County journal., 1919-02-21
By
RUrERT HUGHES

"Have good time, honey, and il
you see anything you absolutely got
to Nave, just you get it. And if the
money you got isn't enough, why, I'll
get more somehow. You can Usually |
depend on your old dad to 80 his |
best"
He felt repaid when his beautiful |
child cried, Il know can you angel"
and reached high and drew his head |
down like faithful camel's. He never |
told her that she was squeezing his |
eyeglasses into his nose. He managed
not to SneeZe at the exquisite agony
of her curls tickling his nostrils, and
she feasted his hungry ear with eager
gratitude.
Daphne slept little that night in her
Pullman pigeonhOle; she was too busy
with her thoughts, and the wheels
made banjo of the rails. But she
than sleeping we'll is staying awake
| we'll.
The train was on time and rolled
chariot-smoothly into the Grand Cen
tral station. Clay Wimburn was there
by special dispensation from the Office,
land he had had the forethought to Sc
cure permit to come down to the
platform. He told the station master
that he had crippled aunt to meet.
He did not tell Mrs. Kip that. He let
her believe that all doors opened to
him.
Daphne had not finished pointing
out her hand luggage to the redcap
turned to draw her trusty "Sir!" but
Smothered it on her lips. He charged
her mother next, and kissed her well,
saying:
: THAT'S not for Bayard; that's for
me. How are you, mamma!
!, Mrs. Kip blushed and squealed as
r she had squealed long ago when her
first lover stole the first kiss.
!, After making arrangements about
l the baggage with magnificence anG
= tipping the porter like freshly baked
millionaire, Clay taxcabbed them tC
Mr.. and Mrs. Bayard'S apartment
q house, u towering habitable chimney
) on Fifty-ninth street overlooking Cen
. tral park and Columbus circle.
:, The convenience and ingenuity O
the apartment enchanted Daphne.
seemed impossible that all this luxury
this ozone of wealth, could be Secure'
>, in so small space, on part of on
floor, the twelfth of a building. Every
thing came up in baskets by pulley
people, food, everything; it was like
monastery in the mountains-wit
;. some differences.
She was grateful beyond words t
the young man who embraced her an
stared over her ShOulder-Over he
9. left shoulder-at the tiny cOmmerC
= Of the streets and the toy park. Sh
:. said to him:
- "Oh, Clay, this is heaven! What d
- you say to our having an apartmeI
just like this? Let's!''
~ She felt in the arm about her SUI
10 den slackening. The chin on her shou
~ der seemed to weigh heavier.
Ct "Er-it-would be nice" said Cla
ie She turned out Of his embrace an
% looked at him.
~ He explained: do you know no
IL much Bayard pays for these seve
rooms and two baths?'
III "NO."
w "Well I've been looking about fl
n little nest for US, and priced OF
I like this. They charge twenty-f'
+! hundred dollars year."
She asked, shyly. "And that's mo
than we can afford" She had no i'd
what salaries were paid to fai
princes in this city of fabulo1
Y wealths. She had merely glamoro'
n impression that her lover was the
A. to get what she wanted.
II "Well, we could afford it. all right
M he laughed, meekly, "if we could e
N the view and wear the altitude. B
II we've never talked about none
Il honey, have we? / suppose we Oug
Il TO. I don't want to give you any fal
= Impressions Shall we talk about
NJ nowY
"No! please!"
X Daphne sat suddenly. She felt as
VII stranger to tall buildings feels VIII
"A an express elevator starts dOwnwal
III Sne nau reJOlceQ 10 tnlnk tndC
IN was escaping from her fathers NJ
ging dolarocracy to a region Of 10
and light. She sorrOwed a mome
then she gaZed at her lover and S.
how anxious he was. Her love cal
rx back to her. The express elevator "
shooting upward now.
"What does it matter where we Ii
| oI, ofh
till you're a little saint" he said