The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-08-30

kept telling his niece, Fanny Minafer.
who was with him; and he seemed to
get a great deal OF satisfaction out of
this reminder. His tremulOus yet Stri-
dent voice cut through the voluminOus
sound that filed the room. and he was
heard everywhere.
Presently Georges modification was
increased TO hear this sawmill droning
harshly from the midst Of the thick
eniug crowd: Amt the dancin broke .
out yet. Fanny? HoOpla! Les push .
through and go see the young women /
folks crack their heels, Start the cir |
Gus, HOOpsey-daisy Miss Fanny .
Minafer, in charge of the lively vet
eran, was almost as distressed as her
| nephew George. but she did her duty /
and managed tn get old John through |
the press and out to the broad stair
| way. which numbers of young people
were now ascending TO the ballroom.
George began tn recover from the deg
radiation into which this relic OF early
settler days had dragged him. What
restored him completely was dark
| eyed little beauty OF nineteen, very
knowing in lustrous blue and Jet; at
sight OF this dashing advent in the line
| of guests before him George was fully
an Anderson again.
Remember you very well indeed"
he said, his graciOusness more earnest
! than any he had heretofore displayed.
Isabel heard him and laughed.
But you don't, George" she said.
You don't remember her vet, though
of course you will Miss Morgan is
from out of town. and I'm afraid this
is the first time you've ever seen her.
You might take her up to the dancing;
I think you've pretty we'll done your
duty here"
BE d'liChted," George responded
formally, and offered his arm. not
with flourish, certainly, but with an
impressiveness inspired partly by the
appearance of the person to whom he
offered ii. partly by his being the hero
of this fete and partly by his youth
fulneSs-fOr when manners are new
they are apt to be elaborate. The
little beauty intrusted her glOved fin
gers TO his coatsleeve, and they moved
away together.
As he conducted Miss Morgan
through the hall toward the stairway
they passed the open double doors of
, a cardroom, where some squadrOns Of
older people were preparing for ac-
ton, and. leaning gracefully upon the
| oil nj of IN
handsome. high-mannered and spar
klingly point-device, held laughing
; converse with that queer-loOking duck.
the Sharon girls uncle. The tall gen
tleman waved gracious salutation to
) George. and Miss Morgan's curiosity
was stirred. "Who is that?"
II didn't catch his name when my
t mother presented him to me-" said
. George. You mean the Quee--looking
, duck"
+. II mean the aristocratic duck"
That's my Uncle George. Honor
able George Anderson. thought ev-
erybOdy knew him."
He looks as though everybody
, ought to know him." she said. 1T
seems to run in your family."
If she had anv sly intention II
: skipped over George harmlessly.
"Well, of course, l suppose most ev-
erybody does" he admitted-"Out in
this part of the country especially.
Besides Uncle George is in congress
the family like to have someone
there"
"WhyY
"well, its sort of good thing in
one way. For instance. Uncle Sydney
Anderson and his wife. Aunt Amelia,
they haven't much of anything TO do
with themselves-get bored TO death
, around here. of course. Well. prob
ably Uncle George1l have Uncle Sgd
. ney appointed minister or ambassador
or something like that. to Russia or
Italy or somewhere, and that'll make
II pleasant when any of the rest of
D the family go travelling. or things like
u that I expect to do good deal Of
E travelling myself when get out of col
lege."
Sydney was an Anderson exag-
gerateO-mOre pOmpOuS lnan eTdclOuS
too portIy. flushed, starched to n shine
his stately jowl furnished with an Ed
ward the Seventh beard. Amelia. like
wise full-bodied. showed glittering
blond hair exuberantly dressed; 4
pink, fat face cold under white-hot
tiara; solid. cold bosom under a
white-hot necklace; great, cold gloved
arms, and the rest of her beautifully
upholstered. As George assembled the
broad stairway they were precisely
the aunt and uncle he was most
pleased 10 point out to girl from out
of town, as his appurtenances in the
way of relatives. At sight of them
the grandeur of the ANDERSON family
was instantly conspicuous as a pe-ma-
nent thing: it was impossible to doubt
that the Ambersons were intrenched
in their nobility and riches, behind
polished and glitterins barriers which
were as solid as they were brilliant
and would last.