The Washington times., 1920-06-23

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tCoAtiaued from Yesterday
cleland Senior gazed at the frsil
cluster OF frisia in silence.
Through the second floor hallway
landing, in the library beyond, the
boy could see his suitcase. and,
lying against IL. his hockey stick.
Cleland Seniors preoccupied glance
also, at intervals. reverted to these
two Significant objects. Presently
he got up and walked out into the
uttle library. followed in silence by
Cleiand Junior.
There was very tall clock
In that room. which had been made
by one OF the willards many years
before the elder Cleland's birth;
but II licked now as aggressively
and bumptiously as though IL were
brand new.
The father wandered about for a
while. perhaps with the vague idea
OF finding a match for his cigar;
the sons clear gaze followed his
fathers restless movements until
the clock struck the half hour.
Father"
ucdI-ytSp olu NhdPs
with forced carelessness which de-
ceived neither.
its half past nine"
"All right, Jim-and time you're
ready"
II hate to go back and leave you
air alone here" broke out the boy
impulsively.
1t was a moment of painful ten
sion.
Cleland Senior did not reply; and
the boy, conscious of the emotion
which his voice had betrayed. and
suddenly shy about it, turned his
head and gazed out into the back
yard.
y Father and son still wore mourn
ing: the black garments made the
boys hair and skin seem fairer
than they really were--as fair as
his dead mothers.
When Cleland Senior concluded
that he was able to speak in per-
fectly casual and steady voice. he
said
Have you had a pretty good
holiday, Jim?"
"Fine father"
That's good. That's as it should
o. be. We've enjoyed pretty good
time together, my son; haven't
we.
Great! 1t was a dandy vaca-
tionr
There came another silence. On
the boys face fingered a slight ret
respective smile, as he mentally
reviewed the two weeks now end
ing with the impending departure
for school Certainly he had had
a splendid time. His father had
engineered all sorts of parties and
amusements for him-schoolbQy
gatherings at the ice rink: lunch
cons and little dances in their own
home. to which school comrades
and children of old friends were
hidden: trips to the Bronx. to the
Aquarium, to the Natural History
Museum; wonderful evenings at
home together.
The boy had gone with his father
tn see the wizard of o." to see
Nazimova in "The Comet"-a doubt
full experiment, but in line with
theories Of Cleland Senior--to see
'"The Fall of Port Arthur" at the
Hippodrome; to hear Calve at the
Opera.
Together they had strolled on
Fifth Avenue, viewed the progress
of the new marble tower then be-
ing built on Madison Square, had
lunCneO tOSetneT at DeImOn1CO 9,
dined at Sherry's. motored through
all the parks, visited Governors
Island and the Navy Yark-the lat
ter rendezous somewhat empty OF
interest since the great battle fleet
had started on it's pacific voyage
around the globe.
Always they had been together
since the boy returned from Saint
James school for the Christmas
holidays; and Cleland Senior had
striven to fill every waking hour of
his sons day with something pleas
ant to be remembered.
Always at breakfast he had read
aloud the items of interest-news
concerning President Roosevelt
the boys hero-and his administra-
tion; Governor Hughes and his ad-
ministration; the cumberous coming
of Mr.. Taft from distant climes;
local squabbles concerning project
ed subways. All that an intelligent
and growing boy ought to know
and begin to think about, Cleland
Senior read aloud at the breakfast
table-for this reason, and also to
fll in every minute with pleasant