Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1921-05-20
Continued from last week)
SYNOPSIS.

known as the Snepnefd OF the BlTQS. Ills
world is his mother and friends, his
little room, the flower garden of Judge
Crooker, and every flying thing he sees
from his window. The painting of pic
lures is his enjoyment, and little Pauline
Baker, small daughter of a neighbor, the
object of his boyish affection. To him,
j. Patterson Bing the first citizen OF
Bingville, is the ideal of a really great
man.
CHAPTER 1.-THE village becomes
money mad rejecting the great world in
its state of unrest. The Bing family is a
leader in the change TO them the village
has become provincial" Pauline Baker,
victim of her surroundings, elopes with
stranger and her parents are unable to
trace her
The next morning Mrs. Bing went
to see Susan Baker to offer sympathy
and helping hand. Mamie Bing was,
after all, Il gOOd-hearted woman. BY
this time, Mr.. Baker had been told.
He had kicked a hole in the long look
ing-glaSs in Pauline's bedroom and
flung a pot Of rouge through the Win
dow and scattered talcum powder all
over the place and torn a new silk
gown into rags and burned it in the
kitchen stove and left the house slam
ming the door behind him. Susan had
gone to bed and he had probably gone
70 the club or somewhere. Perhaps
he would commit suicide. OF all this.
it is enough to say that for some hours
there was abundant occupation for the
tender sympathies of Mrs. j. Patterson
Bing. Before she left, Mr.. Baker had
returned for luncheon and seemed
to be quite calm and self-pOssessed
when he greeted her in the hall below
stairs.
On entering her home, about one
o'clock, Mrs. Bling received letter
from the hand of Martha.
Phyllis told me to give you this as
soon as you returned" said the girl.
what does this mean?' Mrs Bing
whispered to herself, as she tore open
the envelope.
Her face grew pale and her hands
trembled as she read the letter.
Dearest Mamma" it began, II am
going to Hazelmead for luncheon with
Gordon King. | couldn't ask you be-
cause | didn't know where you were.
We have waited an hour 1 am sure
YOU wouldn't want me to miss having
a lovely time. l shall be home before
five. Don't tell father! He hates
Gordon so.
phyllis"
THE boy who insulted her! My
Cod" Mrs. Bing exclaimed in a whis-
per. She hurried to the door of the
buffers pantry. Indignation was in
the sound of her footsteps.
Martha" she called.
Martha came.
Tell James to bring the big car at
once. Pm going to Hazelmead."
without luncheon?' the girl asked.
Just give me a sandwich and I'll
eat it in my hand"
81 want you to hurry" she said to
James rs she entered the glowing
limousine with the sandwich half con
sumed.
They drove at top speed over the
smooth, state road to the mill city. At
half past two, Mrs. Bing alighted at
the fashionable Gray Goose inn where
the best people had their. luncheon
parties. She found Phyllis and Cor
don in coy alcOve, slipping cognac
and smoking cigarettes, with an ice
tub and a champagne bottle beside
them. TO tell the whole truth, it was
Il timely arrival. Phyllis, with no no.
tion of the peril Of it, was indeed hav-
ing "a lovely time"-the time of her
young life, in fact. For half an hour
she had been hanging on the edge of
the giddy precipice of elopement. She
was within one sip of decision to let
go.
Mrs. Bing was admirably cool. In
her manner there was little to indi-
cate that she had seen the UNUSUAL
and highly festive accessories. She
sat down beside them and said: "My
dear, | was very lonely and thought /
would come and look you up. Is your
luncheon tiniShed?"
Yes" said Phyllis.
''Then let us go and get into the
car. Wen drop Mr. King at his home.'
When at last they were seated in
the limousine, the angry lady lifted
the brakes in way of speaking.
Il am astonished that you would go
to luncheon with this young man who
has insulted you," she said.
Phyllis began to cry.
Turning to young Gordon King, the
indignant lady added: 81 think you
are a disreputable boy You must
never come to my house again
never!"
He made no answer and left the car
without a word at the door Of the
King residence
There were miles and miles of
weeping on the way home. Phyllis
had recovered her compOsure but be-