New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-08-28

on the steps, lovely figure.
But one would say that nothing Int :.
truth dwelt in Bobby e
"Oh, hullo," said he mo, l came f.
your father"
She flushed with vexation Mr. no..
as one would expect, laughed loudly. tool ~
situation in his. elephantine grasp and narss
at it. sa
Mamma. Mamma! What do YOU s,Do..,
Di thought she had beau
ooh, papa" said Di "Why. | ms, l..
Bobby Larkin and the whole school knows :. .
Mr.. Deacon returned to the dining roo,.
humming in his throat He entered unor
pretty scene.
His Ina was darning. Four minutes :.
grace remained to the child Monona. sbe w.
spinning on one toe with some bacchanaE.s
idea of making the most of the present N;
dominated her ruff1es, her blue hose -,
bracelet, her ring.
ooh, and mamma" she said, ''the sweet.,.
party and the dearest supper and the dar;r.
est decorations and the gorgeousest"-
Grammar grammar" spoke Dwight ",
Sert Deacon. He was not sure what he masn,
but the good fellow felt some violence do.'
somewhere or other.
WELL" said Di positively, "thev wer.
Papa, see my favor
She showed him sugar dove, and he c,ncL.,
at it.
Ina glanced at them fondly, her face assun
ing its loveliest light. She was often ridden
lous, but always she was the happy wife and
mother, and her role reduced her individual
absurdities at least to it's own,
The door to the bedroom now opened and
Mrs. Bett appeared.
We'll mother!' cried Herbert. the well,
curvng like an arm, the mother" DESCENDING
like brisk slap. Hungry now"
Mrs. Bett was hungry now. She had
emerged intending to pass through the room
without speaking and find food in the pantry.
NO" she said, "I'm not hungry"
Now that she was there, she seemed uncer
tain what to do. She looked from one to an.
other a bit hopelessly, somehow fooled in her
dignity.
1--WE put a potato in the oven for you
said Ina. She had never learned quite how
to treat these periodic refusals of her mother
TO eat, but she never ceased to resent them
mo, thank you," said Mrs. 'Bett Ev
IDENTIFY she rather enjoyed the situation. Great
ing for herself spotlight much in the man
ner of Monona.
"Mother,' said Lulu, 'set me make you some
toast and tea
Mrs. Bett turned her gentle bloodess face
toward her daughter, and her eyes warmed
AFTER little, maybe she said Il think
III run over to Grandma Gates now" she
added. and went toward the door.
Tell her." cried Dwight, tell her she's my
best girl
Grandma Gates was a rheumatic cripple
who lived next door, and whenever the Dea-
cons and Mrs. Bett were angry or hurt Or
wished to escape the house for some reason
they stalked over to Grandma Gates-in lieu
Of, say, slamnng door These visits radiat-
ed an almost daily friendliness which lifted
and tempered the old invalid's lot and life
Di flashed out at the door again, on some
trivial permission.
"A good many of mammals stitches in that
dress to keep Clean" Ina called after
Early, darling, early" her father reminded
her.
"Whats ths?" cried Dwight Herbert Dea.
con abruptly.
On the clock shelf lay letter
"Oh, Dwight" Ina all compunction
1T came this morning. I forgot
II forgot it, too! And laid it up there
Lulu was eager for her share of the blame
isn't it understood that my mail cant
wait like this"
Dwight's sense of Importance was now being
fed in gulps.
Il know. I'm awfully sorry" Lulu said,
but you hardly ever get letter.
This might have made things worse. but It
provided Dwight with greater importance.
"Of course, pressing matter goes to my
office" he admitted it. "Stll, my mail should
have more careful
He read, frowning.
Now" said he. "What do you think nave
to tell you?"
Something NICE Ins was sure.
Something surprising" Dwight said pOr-
tentously.
"But, Dwight-is it nice?" from his Ina.
THAT depends. l like it. Soil Lulu" he
leered at her. cts company"
"Oh, Dwight" said Ina. Who
From Oregon he said, toying with MS
suspense.
"Your brother.' cried Ina as he coming
Yes. Ninian's coming, so he says
"Ninian.' cried Ina again. She was excited
round-eyed, her moist lips parted Dwights
brother Ninian. How long was it? Nineteen