The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-09-20

| GREATNESS ana great deal glowing
and quiet withal.
Lucy and her father were living az
! the Anderson hotel, while MORGAN 20
his small machine shops built in u
western 1utSki"t of the town: and
George grUnhlcd about the Shabhi-
ness and the old-fa>hioncd look of the
hotel. though it WIS "stin the best in
he place, Of course" He rcmon-
Strated with his grandfather. dcclar-
ing that the whole Anderson EState
would he getting run down and out
at heel if things weren't taken in
hand pretty soon" He urged the
general need of rebuilding. removal
ing, vanishing and lawsuits. But the
Major, declining to hea" him out, i'll
terruptCd querulOuSlv, saying that he
had enough to bother him without any
his library. going so far as to lock
the door audihly.
Second childhood" George NUT
tered, shaking his head; and he
thought sadly that the Major had not
long to live. However, this surmSe
depressed him for only a moment or
so. OF course people couldn't be eX-
pected to live forever, and it would
be a good thing 10 have someone in
charge of the Estate who wouldn't
let it get to looking so rusty that riff
raft dared to make fun of 1t. For
George had lately undergone the an
noyance of calling upon the Morgans,
in the rather Stuffy red velours and
gilt parlOr of their apartment ut the
hotel, one evening when Mr.. Fred
erick Kinney also was a caller, and
Mr.. Kinney had not been tactful. In
fact, though he adopted 4 humorous
tone of voice in expressing sympathy
for people who. through the city's
poverty in hotels, We're obliged to
stay at the Anderson. Mr.. Kinney's
intention was interpreted by the
other visitor as not at all humorous.
but, on the contrary, personal and Of
fensive.
George rose abruptly, his face the
color of wrath. Good night. Miss
Morgan. Good night, Mr.. Morgan. l
shall take pleasure in calling at some
other time when a more courteous
sort of people may be present"
Look here" the hOt-headed Fred
burst out. Don't you try to make me
out boor, George Minafer. / wasn't
limiting anything at you; | simply for
got all about your grandfather own
ing this old building. Don't you try
10 put me in the light of a boor.
won't"
But George walked out in the very
course of his vehement protest, and
it was necessarily left unfinished.
Mr.. Kinney remained only few
moments after Georges departure;
and as the door closed upon him the
distressed Lucy turned to her father
She was plaintively surprised to find
him in condition of immoderate
laughter.
1T brings things back sou he
managed to explain. This very Fred
kinney's father and young Georges
father. Wilbur Minafer. used to do
just such things when they were at
that age-and. for that matter, so did
George Anderson and ]. and all the
rest of us!' And in spite Of his ex-
haustion, he began to initiate: Don't
you try to put me in the light of a
bOor" Il shall take pleasure in call
ing at some time when more cour-
teOus sort of people" He was I'M
able to 90 on.
Papa, l think they were shocking.
Weren't they awful"
"Just-just boys!" he mOaned. WHIP
ing his eyes.
But Lucy could not smile at ali she
was beginning to look indignant. 81
can forgive that poor Fred Kinney"
she said. He's just blundering-but
GeOrge-oh, George behaved out
rageouslyi"
She came and sat upon the arm of
his chair. Papa, why should George
behave like that?"
Hes sensitive"
Rather But why is he? He does
anything he likes to, without any re-
gard for what people think. Then |