The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1919-01-14

at first hearing with him. She had
him smiling and cooling at the second
phrase. He felt that she was going to
make his stay In Cleveland pleasant.
4 He formed all sorts of pictures Of
her while he waited on the hotel steps,
but when she stepped out Of her car
and looked about she wns none Of the
Misses Kip he had planned. She was
round, pretty little thing, amiable
Of eye and humorous about the lips,
and cunningly dressed. She looked
as II she would be a plucky. tireless
sportswoman yet she had a wistful,
tender huggableness that girl ought
not to lose, however well she plays
tennis.
as this Mr." she began. He was
too nervous to notice her pause.
He retorted, "Is this Miss Kipf"
He noted that she shook hands well,
with boylsh clench accompanied by
an odd little duck of the head.
"Mighty nice of you to take me Off
/, this desert island" he beamed.
mighty glad to have the privilege"
she said as she verified the fraternity
pin on his overcoat. Mother Is dy-
ing to hear how Bayard is"
Mothers have little power left as
guardians, but the children find that
the title has certain value ut times
In keeping order.
"Won't you get int" said Daphne,
pointing to her car. She made him
crowd In first, then followed and
closed the door ana pulled the throttle.
He medltated aloud: "How wonder
full 1t really is that you should talk to
me over the telephone and invite me
to your home and come and get me
like this"
"What's so wonderful about thatf"
said Daphne. Everybody does It,"
Everything that everybody does is
wonderful" said Wimburn. "But how
especially wonderful 1t is to live In a
city where there are no walls about
the gardens. Look there aren't even
fences. The lawns are all joined to-
gether and the houses are mostly win
dows. Everything is so open and free,
full of sunlight and frankness. You're
taking me home In this charming little
glass showcase to Introduce me to
your mother. ] tell you the world do
novel A woman Of today has a lot
to be thankful for. You ought to be
mighty happy"
"Ought-to-be hasn't much to do with
Is" Daphne sighed. "We've got lot
to get yet-and lot to get rid Of"
He sank back discouraged. The
sex was still Unsuitable,
After a short ride they turned into
a driveway leading through spacious
expanse Of grass dotted with trees and
shrubs, to a homelike house without
beauty or ugllness--a house that had
grown with the personalities of the
occupants. The only ostentations
about the place were the cupola of an
earlier day and the porte cochere
stuck out like a broken wing.
She led him into the house and
waved him toward the hall tree. When
he had set down his hat and stick she
led him into the drawing room.
"Mother, we're home"
"Yes, dear" said Mrs. Kip, who
called Daphne dear" before COM
pany.
Mother" said Daphne, IL want to
present Mr." (mumble-gulp). She
had not yet achieved his name.
Her mother shocked her by saying,
Delighted to meet you, Mr. l
didn't quite catch the name"
Daphne biushed for her mothers
query. but was glad to Overhear the
strangers answer:
81 am Mr.. Wlmburn. Mrs. Kip-Clay
Wlmburn."
At this moment a tall, stumbling
man walked in. He looked as IL he
looked older than he was. His spec
tacles overwhelmed rather unsuc-
eessful nose. Daphne hardly needed
to Introduce him as her father She
| gave Wimburn u name now, and he
felt called upon to explain his incur
sion.
Il know your son Bayard very well.
! I'm In his office We belong to the
/ same fraternity-diiTeren chapters of
course. We struck up great friend
ship. When he knew | was coming TO
I Cleveland he said, Tell my sister to
| be nice TO YOU and-und--p
Wimburn paused in some embarrnss-
] ment before the ballroom manner OIL
Mrs. Kip, but the pompous DISCUSSES
of tlmidlty fe!! from her rs she muir
mured--and blushed in motherly
way;
Daphne told me. He said for you
to kiss his mother for him."
"Ye-es."
"Well, / am his mother"
ooh May To-
"Wlll your"
He pressed his lips respectfully on
her check, but she, closing her eyes TO
imagine him her son, flung her fat
arms about him and held him a mo-
ment. He kissed her again with a
kind Of yicarious devotion.
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