The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-09-27
CHAPTER VIii-Continued.

In the matter of GOODNESS George
met Lucy upon her own predeter-
mined ground; in fact, he was there
first. and at their next encounter
proved loftier and more formal than
she did. Their estrangement lasted
three weeks, and then disappeared
without any preliminary treaty: II
had worn itself out and they forgot II.
The Major had taken great fancy
to her, insisting upon her presence
and her fathers at the Anderson fam
lily dinner n, the Mansion every Sun
day evening. She knew how TO fiirt
with old people, he said, as she sat
next him at the table on one of these
Sunday occasions; and he had always
liked her father, even when Eugene
was terror" long ago. "Oh, yes,
he was !" the Major laughed when she
demonstrated. "IIe came up here
with my son George and some others
for a serenade one night, and Eugene
stepped into bass fiddle, and the
poor musicians just gave up! That
serenade was Just before Isabel was
married-and don't you fret, Miss
Lucy: your father remembers 1t well
enough The old gentleman burst
into laughter, and shook his finger AT
Eugene across the table. "The fact
Is" the Major went on hilariOusly, II
believe II Eugene hadn't broken that
bass fiddle and given himself away
Isabel would never have taken Will
bur, ] shouldn't be surprised If That
was about all the reason that Wilbur
got lherl What do you think, VIII
b. ~
II shouldn't be surprised" said VIII
bur placidy. IF your notion is right
I'm glad Gene broke the fiddle. He
was giving me a hard rum"
The Major always drank three
glasses Of champagne at his Sunday
dinner, and he was finishing the third
''What do YOU say about it. Isabel?
by Jove" he cried, pounding the
table shes blushing!"
Eugene was as pink as Isabel, but
he laughed without any sign of embar
rassment other than his heightened
color. There's another important
thing-that is, for me-" he said. "It''
the only thing that makes me forgiv,
that bass viol for getting in my way
''What Is it," the Major asked.
"Lucy," said Morgan gently.
Isabel gave him a quick glance. al
warm approval, and there was muir
muir of friendliness round the table.
Summer gIided by evenly and quick
ly enough, for the most part. and a
the end seemed to fly. On the las
night before George went back to b,
l. a junior his mother asked him conf
IDENTIFY II 1t had not been happy
summer.
He hadn't thought about 1t, he an
swered. "Oh, | suppose so. Why?'
II just thought II would be nice {,
hear you say So" she said, smiling
Its seemed to me that it must hav,
been happy summer for you-a rea
summer of roses and wine'-withou
the wine. perhaps. Gather We rose,
while ye mayor was it primroses
Time does really fly. or perhaps it,
like the sky-and smoke"
George was puzzled. ut strikes M
you're getting mixed. don't SCI
much resemblance between time ant
the sky, or between things and smOk
wreaths; but do see one reason yo
like Lucy Morgan so much. Sh
talks that same kind of wlstfu
moony way sometimes don't mea
20 say mind II in either of you, be
cause l rather like to listen to 4
and you've got a very good voice
mother. It's nice to listen to. no maj
ter how much smoke and, sky, an
so on. you talk. Sos Lucy's. for tina
matter; and l see why you're col
geniaA She talks that way TO he
father. too; and he's right there wit
the same kind of CUFF. Well. It's a
right with me. I've got plenty [
think about when people droOl along
She pressed his hand to her cheel
and tear made tiny warm strea
across one of his knrckles.
For heavens sake!" he sal,
sfwhat's the matter? Isn't everythln
all right?"
~You're going away! | never ca
bear to see you go-that's the mos
OF II. I'm little bothered about you
father. too"
"whyg'
1T seems TO me he looks so BAT
Everybody thisks So"
what nonsensei' George laughe'
~He's been looking that way all sun
fner. He isn't much different frol
the way he's looked all his life, tha
] can see. What's the matter wit
him?-
lie never talks much about hi
business 10 me, but ! think he's bee
Worrying about some Investments
made last year, think his worr
has affected his health"
@Hhat irvestmelis~ George d.
)nanded. "I4e hasn't gone into NJ
s'organ's automobile concern. ha
her
.So." Isabel smiled. ''The 'aut,
mobile concern Is all EneeDe's. an