The Arvada enterprise. (Arvada, Colo.) 1908-1970, 1919-11-06

"'But stil' whatr she said ~ he
paused.
But still-well. I suppose Tn Q
little Sld-fashioned and fastidious, but
I'm afraid being sort Of engine
driver never will appeal to me.
mother. It's exsiting, and I'd like that
part Of 1t. but still 1t doesn't seem to
me precisely the thing a gentleman
ought to do. Too much overalls and
monkey wrenchcs and grease! No;
believe I'd rather wait for September
and q tandem. mother"
Nevertheless George sometimes con-
scented to sit in an automobile, while
waiting for September. and he IRE
quently went driving in one Of Eu-
genes cars with Lucy and her father.
He even allowed himself to be escort
ed with his mother and Fanny through
the growing factory. which was now.
a. the foreman of the paint shop In
formed the visitors, turning out car
and 4 quarter day"
From the factory Eugene took them
to lunch at new restaurant. just
.
prised Isabel with its metropolitan
air. and, though George made fun Of
her. In . whisper. she offered every.
thing the tribute Of pleased exclama-
tons; and her gayety helped Eugene's
to make the little occasion almost q
festive one.
| Georges snnui disappeared In spite
Of himself, and he laughed to see his
mother in such spirits. II didn't know
mineral watsrs eoald go to a persons
head" he said. "Or perhaps it's this
place. 1t might pay to have a new res
taurant opened somewhere in town
every time You get the blues"
NO." Isabel said. "what makes me
laugh % much at nothing IL .Eugene's
factory. Wouldn't anybody be delight
ed to go an old friend take an idea
out Of the air like that-an idea that
most people laughed at him for
wouldn't any old friend Of his be
happy 10 ses how he'd made his idea
iato such . splendid, humming thing
- that factory-all shiny steel. click.
ing. bussing away, and with all those
workmen. such musclsd-looking men
and yet 70 Intelligent looking1 It's
beautiful to 80 such q thing" she
said. TT makes - all happy. dear old
Dusensi"
And with 4 brave gesture she
seFsteAed cut her hand to him across
~ small table. He took 1t quickly,
giving hsr look In which his laughter
trisd to remain but vanished before q
gratitude thrsatening to become emo.
donal in spite Of him. Isabel, how
svse. tufnsd instantly to Fanny. ''Give
hin yoar hand, Fanny" she said gay.
": and - Fanny mechanically
ooeyed, ~Thsfer Isabel cried. IT
brother George wsrs here. Eugene
would have his three Oldest and best
friends consratulating him all ut once.
We know what brother George thinks
about It. though. lt's just beautiful.
Eusener'
Lucy leaned toward George and
whispered, did you ever see anything
70 lovelyr'
AS whatr' George inquired. not
because he misunderstood but be-
cause he wished to prolong the pleas.
ant neighborliness of whispering.
"As your motherl Think Of her do
ing thati She's a darling! And
papa"-here she imperfectly repressed
q tendency to laugh-"papa looks a
II he were either going to explode or
utter loud sobsi"
| Eugene commanded his features,
however. and they resumed their Gus
tomary apprehensiveness n used to
write verses" he said-"if you remem.
ber-"
"Yes." Isabel interrupted gently. n
remember"
II don't recall that I've written any
for twenty years or So" he continued.
But I'm almost thinking I could do
1t again. to thank you for making q
factory visit Into such 4 kind cele.
bration."
"Graciousi" Lucy whispered. gig
Cling. Aren't they sentimental"
"People that age always are"
George returned. '-They get sentimen.
tal over anything at all. Factories or
restaurants, It doesn't matter what r.
And both Of them were seized with
dts Of laughter which they managed
to cover under the general movement
Of departure. ~ Isabel had risen to 20.
Outside upon the crowded street
George helped Lucy Into his runabout
and drove Oh. waving triumphantly
and laughing at Eugene. who was
struggling with the engine of his car.
10 tAs tonneau Of which Isabel and
Fanny had established themselves.
"Looks like Q hand.organ man grind.
Ing away for pennies" said George. o.
the F1nabout turned ths corner into
Natiooal avenue. tn still take q
hoess. any day"
Hs was not % eocksurs half an hour
later. % an open road. when q siren
whistle walled behind him, and before
the sound had died away Eugene's car,
coming from behind with what seemed
fairly like one long leap, went by the
runabout and dwindlsd almost instan.
tQnooOa1Y IN DAfapectiva with q lan.