The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1919-08-16

anything ftOpIc aren't going 10
spend their lives lying on their backs
In the road and letting grease drip In
their faces"
"Papa'd be so grateful" she re-
turned. III he could have your ad.
vice"
Instantly Georges face became
flushed. II don't know that I've done
anything TO be insulted for" he said.
Il don't see that what l said was par
ticnlarly fresh"
'No. indeedp
"Then what do you"
She laughed gayly. II don't And
| don't mind your being such lofty
person at all. think it's ever so
Interesting--but papa's great man !"
"Is hep George decided 10 be
good-natured. "well. let US hope so.
I hope so, I'm sure"
Looking at him keenly, she saw that
the magnificent youth was Incredibly
sincere In this bit Of gracionsness.
She shook her head in gentle wonder.
"rm just beginning to understand
she said.
Understand whatl"
whit IL means to be real Am
berson In this town. Papa told me
something about II before we came,
but see he didn't say half enough !"
George superbly took this all for
tribute did your father say he
knew the family before he left heref"
Eyes. 1 believe he was particularly
a friend Of your Uncle George; and
he didn't say So but i imagine he
must have known your mother very
well, too. He wasn't an inventor
then: he was young lawyer. The
town was smaller In those days, and
/ believe he was quite well known"
II dare say. I've no doubt the fam
lily are all very glad TO see him back,
especially IL they used to have him
Mt the house a good deal. as he told
YOU"
II don't think he meant TO boast of
IT," she said. He spoke quite
calmly" she retorted. as her partner
for the next dance arrived.
She took wing away on the breeze
OF the waltz, and George, having
stared gloomily after her for few
moments, postponed filling an engage
ment. and strolled round the fiuctu-
ating outskirts OF the dance to where
his uncle, George Anderson, stood
smilingly watching. under one OF the
rose-vine arches sS the entrance to
the room.
Hello. young namesake." said the
uncle. "Why fingers the laggard heel
OF the dancer? Haven't you got a
partnerf"
"She's sitting around waiting for
me somewhere" said George. "See
here Who is this fellow Morgan that
Aunt Fanny Mlnafer was dancing
with a while ago7'
Anderson laughed. He's man
with a pretty daughter, George. Me-
seemed you've been spending the eve
ming noticing something of that sort
or do l err"
"Never mind What sort Is herr
II think Wen have to give him a
character, George. He's an old
friend; used TO practice law here
perhaps he had more debts than cases,
but he paid 'em all up before he left
town. Your question is purely mer-
cenary. take IL: you want TO know
his tr,,a north haforo rro,aaRtnr fnr-
Their with the daughter. i cannot In
form you. though l notice signs OF
considerable prosperity In that be-
coming dress OF hers. However, you
never can tell. IL is an age when ~
cry sacrifice is made for the young.
and how your own poor mother man
aged TO provide those genuine pearl
studs for you out of her allowance
from father l can't"
"0h. dry upw said the nephew. II
understand this Morgan"
"Mr. Eugene Morgan" his uncle
suggested. "Politeness requires that
the young should"
Il guess the young didn't know
much about politeness In your day."
George interrupted. IL understand
that Mr.. Eugene Morgan used to be
a great friend OF the family. The way
he was dancing with Aunt Fanny"
ANDERSON laughed. I'm afraid
your Aunt Fanny's heart was stirred
by ancient recollections. George"
"You meant she used to be silly
about himY
''She wasn't considered singular"
said the uncle. He was-he was
popular. Could you bear question:"
',What do you mean: could
bear"
II only wanted to 9sk DO you take
this same passionate interest In the
parents Of every girl you dance withf
Perhaps It's new fashion we old
bachelors ought to take up. Is IL the
thing this year to-"
"oh. 20 oni" said George. moving
away. Il only wanted to know He
left the sentence unfinished. and
and crossed the room to where a girl