Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1919-10-24

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| Kinney"
'swhatr Georges tone was
shocked, as at incredible news. "Well,
you could break that engagement, ]
guess. IL you wanted 70! Girls always
can get out of things when they want
to. Won't your" ' 100000
"I don't think So" et a
"Why not?" $3.50 sn sari ssl,t
Because I promised him, Several
days ago."
"See here r. said the stricken George.
'If you're going to. decline. to. dance
| that cotillion with me simply because
you've promised a--a--a miserable
| red-headed outsider like Fred Kinney.
why we might as well quit +
"Quit what?"
'you know perfectly well what j
mean" he said huskily.
81 DON'T, is-.a s4tpi tt1
"WeIl, you ought toll" III
'But don't at ALL"
George, thoroughly hurt, and not a
| little embittered, expressed himself
in short outburst of laughter: swell
ought to have seen It'll" 4
| "Seen what?" 1854 as w ,fsuFt, 3
"That you might turn out to be q
| girl who'd like a fellow of the red
headed Kinney sort ought to have
seen it from the firstl" e r.
Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. ooh
| dancing cotillion With person
doesn't mean. that you like him-but
/ don't see anything in particular the
matter with Mr.. Kinney. What is?"
81 prefer not to discuss It," said
George CURLY. "He's an enemy Of
| mine." Fa.f ~
"WhyY
II prefer not to discuss It." "A r.
"Well, but" e7f' isi q
II prefer not to discuss itlr is
every well.",. She began to hum the
air of the song which Mr.. George Am.
berson was now discoursing, 20 moon
of my delight that knows no wane"-.
and there was no further conversation
on the bacl. seat.
The contrivance stopped with o
heart-shaking jerk before Isabel's
house. The gentlemen jumped down,
helping Isabel and Fanny to descend /:
there were friendly leavetakings--and
one that was not precisely friendly. J,
'It's 'au revoir'. till tonight. isn't 1t Z"
Lucy asked. laughing.
"Good afternoon ~ said George. and
he did not walt. as his relatives did, to
see the old sewing machine start brisk.
ly down the. street, toward the Shar'
ons'; its lighter load consisting now
| of only Mr.. Morgan and his daughter,
George went into the house at once.
He found his father reading the
evening paper In the library. "Where
are your mother and your Aunt Fam
n.y." Mr.. Minafer inquired, not look.
ing up.
They're coming" said his son; and.
casting himself heavily into chair,
stared at the fire.
His prediction was verified a few
moments later; the two ladies' came
in cheerfully, unfastening their. fur
cloaks. "It's all right, Georgia." said
Isabel. "Your Uncle George called to
us that Pendennis got home safely.
Put your shoes close to the fire. dear,
or else go and change Them"
Look here" said George abruptly
elbow about this man Morgan and hts
old sewing machine7 Doesn't he want
to get grandfather to put money into
It? Isn't he trying to work Uncle
George for that? Isn't that what he's
| up TOT"
It was Miss Fanny who responded
"You little silly ~ she cried. with sur.
prising sharpness. "What on earth
are you talking about? Eugene Nor
CAMS perfectly able to finance his OWE
Inventions these days."
| HE strikes me as that sort Of
man. George answered doggedly
isn't he, fatherT' w as6 .,,s9
Minafer set down his paper for the
moment. HE was a fairly wild young
fellow twenty years ago" he said
glancing at his wife absently. "He
was like you In one thing, George: he
spent too much money--only he didn'I
have any mother to get money out d
grandfather for him, so he was usu
ally in debt But believe I've heard
he's done fairly well OF late years
No, I can't say think he's swim
der, and / doubt IL he needs anybody
else's money to back his horseless car
rage" sgla t'
swell, what's he brought the ole
thing here for, then? People that owt
elephants don't take their elephants
around with 'em when they 60 visit
ing. What's he got 1t here fdr7' = =
II I'm sure T. don't know said Mr.
J Minafer. resuming his paper. "Yol
, might ask him." *. s.
Il Isabel laughed and patted her hua
bands shoulder again. AREN'T yoa
u going to dressT Aren't We Ill g0int
81 to the dancer"