Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-03-31
....,,,bt. 1920, bv Pubrc Ledger Co.
INNS STARTS THE STORY

This SIAnAS '"G oaoN
,.. J. Burion Froncis, q womdn
IA iioh ideols and more than the
wv.J;,arv measure OF the muk ot
sumoa sindness conrsin0 through her
rs;ns. notices hdt her tooshnomdn,
MT .Iyooisk manner, inquiries about
- hcolfk and about her numerous
nNe1dren. subjects her TO some uplifting
cam' esm m, motherhood, suggests books for
10 bYsband TO read, 1nd interests
he,,sH in. the weiforc OF the family.
nsARY sat on the back step until Mrs.
Iu Ducker should find time to empty her
,,tcber. Mary was strictly an outsider.
sJ.rv,s father was a Reformer. He ran
,bs opposition paper to dear Mr.. Evans.
Mary was never well dressed, partly
Accounted for by the fact that the
angels had visited the McSorley home
"a often. Therefore. for these reasons,
Mary sat on the back step, rank out
slider. -'
The car, who knew nothing Of these
things. began to 'goo" as soon as he
saw her. Mary reached out her arms.
The czar stumbled into them and Mary
fell to kissing his bald head. She felt
more at home with baby in her arms.
II was at this unfortunate moment
that Mr.. Ducker aud Mr.. Evans came
around to the rear Of the house. Mr..
Evans was beginning to think rather
more favorably Of Mr.. Ducker, as the
irrespective Conservative member. He
might do all right--there are plenty
worsc-he has no brains-but that does
not matter. What need has man OF
brains when he goes into politicsf
Brainy men make the trouble. The Grits
made that mistake once. elected brainy
man, and they have had no peace since.
Mr.. Ducker had adroitly drawn the
conversation TO a general discussion OF
children. He knew that Mr.. Evans's
weak point was his little son Algcrnon.
That's clever little chap of yours.
Evans" he had remarked carelessly as
they came up the street. (Mr. Ducker
had never seen the car closely.) my
wife was just saying the other day that
he has wonderful forehead for lit
tie fellow. 80
He has" the other man said smiling
not at all displeased. 1T runs clear
down to his neck - g. - 49,
=. ''He can hardly help being clever. if
there's anything in heredity." Mr..
,Ducker went on with infinite tact, feel
ing his rainbow dreams Of responding
to toasts at Elk banquets drawing near
q and nearer. !: = '~.
Then the evil genius Of the House Of
Ducker awoke from his slumber. sat
up and took noticet The house that
the friend in Winnipeg had selected for
them fell into irreparable ruins Poor
Maudie's automobile vanished at a
and Of carrying the grand old Conserva.
tive banner in the face of the foe, turned
to clay and ashes
They turned the corner, and came
upon Mary McSorley. who sat on the
back step with the czar in her arms.
Mary's- head was hidden as she kissed
the czar s fat neck. and in the general
babel of voices, within and without,
she did not hear them coming.
~ speaking about heredity," Mr..
Ducker said suavely, speaking in a low
voice, and looking at whom he supposed
to be the latest McSorley. 1T looks as
Il there must be something in it over
there. Isn't that McSorley over again
encies :" Mr. Dpcfer va, wav ouf snmntI; uehu at
a ipbrenoioyjst and went hIithni,s vi ",
to his own destruct;on ''Ae'' oH
"Now the eirI ia rsther n,s,sor, ,,oL
ipr. and soma ~ tbae atheas ~. t0oN
bad Mt ali Rnt tbia ~ nsAi' ;s "re No.
regular LITTLE Mictev ha,iSr suseS q
son would be safe. IN - ,sov;nn ,ere a., per.
would NOT grow I'm n Preshnso.; ;na' ne
Mr.. Evans was tbo worsh;nt,,I trIiaa. T.