The Yale expositor., 1919-10-09

lot or good people are really taking
them up, but still"
"'But stilr whatr she said as he
paused.
"But still-well, suppose I'm a
little old-fashioned and fastidious, but
I'm afraid being a sort of engine
driver never will appeal 10 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 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 car
and a quarter day"
From the factory Eugene took them
to lunch at a new restaurant, just
opened I'm the town, place which sur
prised Isabel with its metropolitan
air, and, though George made fun of
her, in q whisper, she offered every
thing the tribute of pleased exclama.
lions; and her gayety helped Eugene's
to make the little occasion almost a
| festive one.
Georges ennui disappeared in spite
Of himself, and he laughed to see his
mother In such spirits. 81 didn't know
mineral waters could go 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"
"No," Isabel said, "what makes me
laugh so much at nothing Is Eugene's
factory. Wouldn't anybody be delight
ed to see an old friend take an idea
out of the air like that-an idea thai
most people laughed at him for
wouldn't any old friend of his bt
happy to see how he'd made his idea
into such splendid, humming thini
as that factory-all shiny steel, click
Ing, buzzing away, and with all those
! workmen, such muscled-lOoking meI
and yet so intelligent looking? It!
beautiful to see such a thing" sh'
said. at makes us all happy, dear ole
Eugene"
And with brave gesture sh'
stretched out her hand TO him across
the small table. He took II quickly
giving her a look in which his laughte
tried to remain but vanished before {
gratitude threatening to become emo
tional in spite of him. Isabel, how
ever, turned instantly to Fanny. CIV
him your hand, Fanny" she said gay
ly; and as Fanny mechanical.
obeyed, "Therel" Isabel cried. 81
brother George were here, Eugen
would have his three oldest and bes
friends congratulating him all at once
We know what brother George tlink
about 1t, though. It's just beautiful
Eugenew
Lucy leaned toward George an
whispered, did you ever see anythin
so lovely"
"As whatT George inquired, no
because he misunderstood but BIZ
cause he wished to prolong the pleas
ant neighborliness Of whispering.
"As your motherl Think of her dc
ing that She's a darling An
papa"-here she imperfectly represse
tendency to laugh-"papa looks a
IL he were either going to explode O
utter loud sobsw
Eugene commanded his features
however, and they resumed their GU!
tomary apprehensiveness. Il used
write verses" he said-'if you remen
ber-"
''Yes." Isabel interrupted gently.
remember"
II don't recall that I've written an
for twenty years or So" he continued
But I'm almost thinking 1 could d
IL again, to thank you for making
: factory visit into such a kind celC
bration."
"Gracious ~ Lucy whispered, gil
Cling. Aren't they sentimental -
tOpiC dSC are
George returned. "They get sentimel
tai over anything at all. Factories G
: restaurants, II doesn't matter what
And both Of them were seized wit
, fits Of laughter which they manage
to cover under the general movemer
of departure, as Isabel had risen to z,
Outside upon the crowded stree
George helped Lucy into his runaboT
, and drove off, waving triumphant
, and laughing at Eugene, who wa
struggling with the engine of his ca
7 in the tonneau OF which Isabel an
! Fanny had established themselve
Looks like a hand-organ man grinC
ing away for pennies" said George, q
the runabout turned the corner int
National avenue. "I'll still take
! horse, any day"
} He was not so cocksure half an hou
. later, on an open road, when a sire
whistle walled behind him, and befor
} the sound had died away Eugene's ca
; coming from behind with what SCENE
| fairly like ono long lean went nv m