The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1920-02-13

seeted.arcund the dinner tui,ies an. r,srl.
al at chat hour. Carl lo,,ks very Oh eer-
fu' as he answers his fathers, qu,.s-
tons about the parade and ,ts,llsi the
npnes OF the veterans whom heSrar-
ried.'
yes" pipes in the IrrepresS,bic
Jane The wouldn't take me; said there
wasn't room for any one but veterans
What war was that girl In that you
had with you. Carl?"
IL was going to tell you about that
when got to 1t, you butter-in," re-
piled Carl In what he meant for a cas-
ual tone. THAT was Natalie Bur-
rows, old Mr.. Burrows granddaugh-
ter. She came out of the house with
him when | called there and seemed
rather concerned about his going. The
old chap wasn't feeling very well. So
] asked her to. go along as there was
room for one more"
How does she rate-second prettl-
est in schoOl?' teased his father.
Mrs. Fairfield came to Carts assist
ance: "Why. you know her. father;
she's that pretty girl In Mead's book
store"
81 should say ! do" exclaimed Mr..
Fairfield; "the one with the red-gOld
hair! Go to it. son II your father was
a few years younger he's cut you out"
"She likes yOu." said Carl. his voice
trifle patrOnizing; "she told me SO.
You said could have the car some day
to make up for missing the picnic; so
| asked her to go for a ride Saturday
afternoon-that's the only time she
has Off"
Here Jane. who thought she had
been left out Of the conversation quite
long enough, broke in: "Mary Gar
field says that Burrows girl bleaches
her hair; says her sister told her so
when she saw her In the car with you
this afternoon"
What Carl replied to this we won't
set down here; suffice II to say that
his paternal parent reproved him ms
sternly as was consistent with his
laughter.
year has gone by; q year fruitful
Of many great events and changes In
the big outside world. AS we look in
on the Fairfield family. on a sunny
morning toward the last Of May In the
year 1919. we find that the strained
look has left Mr.. Fairfield's face and
that he eats his breakfast In more
leisurely manner. Mrs. Fairfield re-
marks In relieved tone that she Is
not due at the Red Cross rooms nor
the canteen that day. Carl has Inn
proved in appearance. He holds him
self better, is better set up-they have
introduced military training into the
school he attends. Father" he re-
marks, 81 entered our car In the Me-
mortal day parade. Do you mind II
drive 1t? The parade Is going to be a
dandy this year. They're going to
have the two regiments that are over
to the fort waiting to be mustered out,
and all Of the FOrty-ninth they can get
hold Of"
Certainly you may, son. Mother Is
In 1t, too, and Jane marches with the
Junior Red Cross. I'm going to sit
In the window and watch 1t go by.
SllCe illlSScu IL ldSI year.
"Going to take old Mr.. Burrows"
asked Jane, with grin.
Carl answers without any evasion:
"Sure, and Natalie, too, If you want to
know"
Bring Natalie home to dinner with
you, Carl" Mrs. Fairfield interposcs;
and the boy smiles his thanks at her.
True to her sex. Jane tries for the
last word: "Mary Garfield says her
sister says that Burrows girl Is dead
stuck on you; says it's because our
father has lot Of money" Jane
paused to swallow what was in her
mouth before continuing; but Carl
burst In:
"Now you let up on that for good
and all. Don't you ever mention that
Garfield brat to me again. nor her
made-up ninny Of sister, either
get mc?" Evidently Jane did, for she
remarked meekly: ''Td rather have
Natalie for a sister, anyway. She let's
me stay when you try to drive me
out of the ROOM"
Mr.. Fairfield's hearty laugh rang out.
"Guess you two are quits. Better call
It Off" Then turning to his son. he
asked seriously: "Sorry you gave up
that picnic last year, Carl"
"You bet, I'm not. father" the boy
answered "Picnics are all right In
their way; but they don't belong on
the one day In the whole year given up
to honoring our patriots"