The Prescott daily news., 1920-05-04
"LUCYS BOY"
By KITTY PARSONS.

O9. 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicatel
 q don't care if he is a nice man, Aunt Mary-I don't waEt to meet hhn hate paragons and from what 1 hear about him, he's a regular one. Please don't ask him while I'm here, dear aunty; I'll just be horrid to him, if you dor
 Aunt Mary frowned and tried to look angry.
 You're an ungrateful child. Mollie, and goodness knows when you'll ever have another chance to meet anyone has. Not that I'd think of money, if didn't know he was fine young fel- low, besides. He couldn't be anything else with such mother as he had Lucy was the dearest friend I ever had in the wor4d Her boy couldn't be anything but paragon. my dear don't see why you're so stubborn about this, Mollie."
 I'm sorry, aunty, but I'm so happy and contented here that I can't bear to have anybody's pampered darling boy come along and spoil it, even for a week. Summer is so short, and I'll have to go back to work next month. Please let me enjoy it just with you and the other folks around here; ev- cry single minute is so very preciousr'
 Well, we'll, you're funny girl, and l suppose you might as well have your own way. What have you young peo- pie planned for tonight?"
 "Bess. and Chet Olney, and a friend of his are coming to drive me out to the club with them to dance-I SUD- pose I'd better get ready now"
 Mollie kissed her aunt on the tip of her nose. Don't be cross with me, dear, about Lucy's boy know he's marvel of virtue, but don't pine to know him."
 Bess and the two young men called for Mollie about half past eight, and she was quickly hustled into the back seat with Chet's friend, who was cheer. fully introduced as skinny" Smith. She couldn't see him very clearly, but his voice was nice, and they found each others company so agreeable that when they reached the club and the others go out, they still sat talk ing together. Eal ~
 Come on, Skinny-up to your old tricks again? called Chet. "This is the last stop!"
 They all laughed. and started up the steps of the clubhouse. It was a beau tiful night, and Mollie was sure she was going to have a wonderful time she felt just in the spirit to enjoy ev- cry minute of it. She was always pop ular, but she found young Smith such a good dancer. and so entertaining a taIker that she didn't mind at all when he repeatedly begged her to dance with him. They found a great deal to talk about, too, and when they were tired of dancing, they sat out on the cool porch, where they could look at the moon.
 T guess Mollies made some hit with old Skinny" whispered Chet to Bess, as they disappeared in the direc- ton of two wicker porch chairs.
 Do you live in this town all the timer asked the visiting young man hopefully.
 I'm just spending the summer here with my aunt. She's dear, and adore her. We had our very first quarrel today because she wanted to have stupid young man from Green field here on visit. His mother was her best friend. Lucy Norris, and I've heard so much about Lucys boy that if ever see him 1 think could choke him with my bare hands, Why are you laughing, Mir. Skinny Smith ?"
 T was just thinking might know him-I live in Greenfield myself. Whats his name?"
 I'm sure I don't know--I always think of him as Lucy's boy I think it's Carter something or other, but I'm not at all sure. Do you know such a personw
 We went to school together; he's sort of queer fish-not much of a lady's man as rule, either"
 sI knew there must be something wrong with him the way aunty raved. l foathe naragons. and hope never