The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1920-12-30
her DAD
BY LILLIAN M. RICHARDS.


year, with its singing birds and bud
ding leaves, just so surely would Mrs.
Natina Newcomb start looking for a
house In the country.
To have a little farm and COW,
with perhaps some hens, was the Sc
cret hope Of Mrs. Newcomb who'd
been n widow for several years. But
her son Ted, a senior in college, nd
vised differently So each year she
looked, but never moved.
Ellie Saunders, a young student of
music, who, realizing that Mrs. New
comb was socially affiliated with what
she considered "the best people"
w0rmed her way into the woman's af-
fections to the extent Of securing. one
of her rooms during the school term.
"Oh, dear" exclaimed Ellie one day
to her chum 81 wish father'd give up
our old place and come into the city
to live, where we could amount to
something's
you mean sell your lovely homer
ie! You ought to be punished for
suggesting such a thing Your father
has lived there practically all his life /;
he was married there; you were born
there, and your mother died there.
Why, ! believe he just worships the
very ground the old house sits onw
"Thats just it," pouted Etie, ole
doesn't consider me at all. | want to
mingle in society Why my friends
Mrs. Newcomb, for instance-W would be
shocked could she see father poking
around dressed in Overalls. And-and
sometimes he even eats dinner in his
shirt sleeves. Degrading, | call it"
do you mean that you're actually
ashamed of your father?" gasped her
chum.
"Well--I--I wouldn't want my
friends in town to know how old-fash-
Toned he is" she replied, blushtng at
her own words
"Then, I'm ashamed Of you" retort-
ed the girl, leaving the room.
Eflie felt Inundated, but excused
herself by deciding that her chum
didn't understand. The week ends OF
her first few months in the city had
been spent at home with her father
and her old nurse, who was now doing
the homework. But lately she'd neg
lected to even write, upon receiving
her allowance check
MAY speak with you a minute,
dear" asked Mrs. NewComb one eve
ming, calling Efie into her living room.
YES, indeed" replied the girl
eIated.
We'll" began the woman, notion
ing her to a seat. "l'yery spring I've
looked for a house I'm the country and
never found but one to suit That one,
the owner refused to sell, but I've
! finally persuaded him, and I'm leaving
here in a month. l thought you ought
to know, dear in case you wished to
look for another room"
Then, l won't be able to live with
your" asked Eflie, dreadng her an
swer.
mo" replied Mrs Newcomb, with
a smile "And | have some more news
for you. But this must be kept a Sc
cret until Ted leaves college-about
a month. II have just married the
finest man in the world A real thor
oughbred, of old New England stock.
Oh, you1I be surprised when you meet
him. He's wonderful -
Elie was astounded OF course,
Mrs NewcOmb had married some mil
lionaire, and now her chances with
Ted would be slim. indeed
One Sunday about two weeks later,
while Mrs Newcomb was away for the
day. in rushed her son, prepared to
take his mother for a ride, AS Efie
explained the situation, he looked dis
appointed.
every well, then, we'll 60" he de-
clared, pinching the girls cheeks,
"Really2' cried Ellie, delighted at
having him to herself for the day.
wouldn't you like to ride out to
your homer" he asked, ms they started
toward the country. I'D like to meet
your family"
"Why-why yes-of course" STAN
mered the girl trying to look pleased.
Fine" he replied, with sly look
In his eyes, you know, want par
tlcularly to meet your father. Now
direct the way"
"Oh, dear" thought Ellie, 81 just
know dad1l be sitting on the front
porch, with his feet on the rail and
his sleeves rolled up.
is this beautiful place your homer
asked Ted turning into the driveway.
yves" admitted Ellie, wondering
II he were serious. Just then white
hnired, red-cheeked man came out on
the porch.
"Well, well, well !" exclaimed her
father. MY little girl at last And
as his great arms EMBODIED her slender
body, she felt as a child again and her
daddy was his old wonderful self II
seemed as If veil had suddenly been
torn from before her eyes How could
she ever have been ashamed of such
a dad?
81 have some news for my little
girl" said he, leading her into the ola,
square living room, where braided rugs
covered the floor In front Of the brick
fireplace. IL want you to meet
your new mother" he explained as a
kIndlyfaced womah came forward,
"Why. Mrs. Nevcomb!' cried the
girl. not grasplng the situation, as Ted