The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-08-06


than set it inside any Anderson nous,
or any place else where young Geor
gle is"
do people like young Mlnafer gen
eralIyT
4 don't know about generally
& guess he gets plenty Of toadying; bu
( there's certainly a lot of people tha
are glad to express their opinions
about him."
WHATS the matter with him?"
TOO much Anderson, suppose
for one thing. And for another, his
mother Just fell down and worshlped
him from the day he was born. He
thinks he's little tin god on wheels
land honestly it makes some people
weak and sick just to think about
I'm! Yet that hlgh-spirited, lntellI-
gent woman, Isabel ANDERSON, aetu-
ally sits and worships himl You can
hear 1t in her voice when she speaks
TO him or speaks Of him. You can see
It In her eyes when she looks at him.
MY Lord What does she see when
she looks at him?v
Morgan's odd expression of genial
apprehension deepened whimsically.
She sees something that we don't
see" he said.
"What does she see?'
IAN sngeI," ~, sssaz@.sasss sSst,assa
Kinney laughed aloud. swell, II
she sees an angel when she looks at
George Minafer she's funnier wom-
an than | thought she wasl"
Perhaps she is" said Morgan. "But
that's what she sees"
MY Lord! It's easy to see you've
only known him an hour or SO. In
that time have you looked at George
and seen an angelo"
mo. All saw was a remarkably
good-looking fool.boy with the pride
Of Satan and set of nice new draw
lng-room manners that he probably
couldn't use more than half an hour
at time without busting."N
"Then what"
"Mothers are right" said Morgan.
Mothers see the angel in us because
the angel IS there If it's shown to
the mother the son has got an angel
to show, hasn't he? When a son cuts
somebody's throat the mother only
sees it's possible for a misguided an
gel to act like deyll--and she's en-
tirely right about that"
Kinney laughed and put his hand
on his friends shoulder. 81 remem-
Der what a fellow you always were
to argue" he said you mean Geor-
gle Minafer is as much of an angel
rs any murderer is, and that Georges
mother is always right"
I'm afraid she always has BEEN"
Morgan said lightly.
The friendly hand remained upon
his shoulder. "She was wrong once,
old fellow. At least, so it seemed to
me-"
mo- said Morgan a little awb.
wardly. "NO--"
Kinney reviewed the Slight embar-
rassment that had come upon both
of them: he laughed again. wait till
YOU know young Georgia a little bet
ter he said. Something tells me
you're going to change your mind |
about having an angel to show, If you
see anything of him!'
'You mean beauty's in the eye of
he beholder, and the angel is all in
he eye of the mother If you were
1 painter, Fred. you'd paint mothers
with angels eyes holding imps in
heir laps. Me, I'll stick to the old
nGSterS and the cheruhs."
Mr. Kinney looked at him musingly. |
Somebody's eyes must have been
'retty angelic" he said, 'if they've
'eep persuading you that George
Ilinafer is a cherub p
They are" said Morgan heartily.
They're more angelic than ever"
and as new flourish of music sound
ID overhead he threw away his ciga-
ette and jumped up briskly. Good
~; I've got this dance with her."
with whOm?"
with Isabel"
The grizzled Mr. Kinney affected to
ub his eyes. sit startles me, your
umping up like that to go and dance
With Isabel Anderson Twenty years
eem to have passed-but have they?
Tell me, have you danced with poor
I'D Fanny, too, this EVENING""
Twice."
my LOrdp Kinney groaned half
n earnest. "Old times starting all
yer again My Lord"
"Old times?" Morgan laughed gay
y from the doorway. mot a bit !
here aren't any old times. When
ines are gone they're not old; they're
cad! There aren't any times but
ew times !"
And he vanished in such a manner
hat he seemed already to have be-
un dancing.
CHAPTER VI.