The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1920-09-24
A SHORT STORY

1t. AT least Wee did. She made no
bones of Stain it free and frank.
Couldn't we find some nice little
place, way of, where we don't know a
soul?" she asks. Don't you think
we could, Torchy?"
"That ought to be simple" says l.
where's the map of Patagonia"
Silly" says she, rumplin' my red
hair careless. You know, some rest
full little inn up in the White Noun
tains. Not clear up, where you feel
as if they were hanging over you;
just part way, in the foothills"
Il know" say l. Some exclusive
joint wher the guests don't get folksy
until after you've been there about
three seasons and if you want to you
can confine your forenoon conversation
to tellin' the waitress how you'll have
your eggs. Eh?"
you do have such CLEANS of in
telligence, Torchy," says Wee, noddin'
AS though l hadn't watched heI
being talked out durin' the last week
end. Comply, you know; and from
Georgia, at that. Say but can't some
of those Southern girls reel it off
though? Only in this case it was Lulu
Belle and Mother, and I'd have
backed either for speed and endurance
in long distance free-for-all talk
fest.
You see, Lulu Belle was about II
get married and she and Mother ha6
come up to indulge in a shoppin
orgie, and as Wee was to go to thu
same boardin' school with Lulu Belle
she asks 'em out for over Sunday
Nice people you understand. In fac
In fact Lulu Belle is quite zippy es
pecially after she's snapped some Of
her peach-belt costume for 57th Stree
frocks and has had things done tt
her hair. Also Mother is fairly easy tt
look at, even in half mournin'. Blu
you wouldn't think, not KNOWN Wee
real we'll and not havin' the same
friends, they could find SO much tc
say.
But Cash! Say, they had to tel
about who Prentice Lee Mum was
from his great great grandfather
down to his second cousin who was a
nephew of the Hon. Dick Hobson's
And when they got through with him
they took up Milford Marlowe, who
was to be best man; and then jumped
to the six bridesmaids, and gave their
pedigree and what they were goin' to
wear; and next they went into details
about all the showers and luncheons
that had ben given for Lulu Belle,
and the lovely old lace that Prem
tees Aunt Alicia had sent as an en-.
gagement present, and so on and so
on. And, of course. when they got
stuck they could always come back
to the trousseau and what awful
prices they did ask you at these
Maison shops wher you went in past
the tubbed box trees and the models
paraded on real stage.
Saturday afternoon and evenin'
that went on, and all day Sunday, and
expect most of Monday forenoon.
Anyway, when came home that night
with the news that at last I'd pulled
off few days for that delayed weddin'
anniversary trip of ours I finds Wee
curled up on the Twin room davenport
with a sofa cushion over each ear.
"Of course" says she, "They were
very much interested and thrilled
over the affair-frst wedding in the
family for years, you know But +
+"
-"Uh'huh." say l. "Yon got an ear
full the first evenin'. And as this is
chiefly your excursion We'll hunt VI
some place where most of the bah
bin is done by the brooks and not by
the boarders."
1t was easy enough to locate, too
specially when l had the expert help
of some of Mr. Roberts chubby
friends. So after night on the White
Mountain express and an after dinner
breakfast change at some junction OF
other, we lands at the Tessunic Inn
with all the wide yerandas and the
green stained roof dormers. Looks
like we'd picked the right spot, for
about all the guests we can see are a
few nice old ladies camped around
in sunny hooks reading yesterdays
Boston transcript, and some poddy old
boys startin' off to indulge in COW pas
ture golf. You know the kind of joint
l expect; where the room clerk greets
you with dignified bow and a Back
Bay accent; where they always have a
log fire going on the the big andirons
and over every mantel is stuffed
trout with brass plate tellin' how
Mr.. Cyrus Whoist caught it on such q
date and how much it weighed to q
half ounce. Then there's always 9
lot of shelves full of antique best sci
lers such as ITO Have and To Hold
and MRS. Wigs of the Cabbage
Patch" and most likely bowlful oi
Baldwin apples set out handy so you
can take the edge off your fried
chicken appetite if you're beanless
ona,IoI7 IN for tho trick
"Oh, Torchyi" whispers Wee. "It
is simply perfect. Such refined