The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1921-05-20

to town. They were, II would seem,
a tireless pair Of hunters. Phyllis
portrait had appeared in the Sunday
papers. It showed a face and form
of unusual beauty. The supple grace
and classic outlines of the latter we're
touchingly displayed at the dances
In many handsome ballroom. At last,
they had foUnd a promising and most
eligible candidate in Roger Delane-
a handsome, stalwart youth, year out
of college. His father was a we'll
known and highly successful mer-
chant of an old family which, for gen.
erations, had 'belonged"-that is to
say, it had been a part of the aristOc-
racy of Fifth avenue.
There could be no doubt of this
great good luck of theirs-better, in
deed, than Mrs. Bling had dared to
hope for-the young man having seri-
ously confded his intentions to ].
Patterson. But there was one shadow
on the glowing prospect; Phyllis had
suddenly taken a bad turn. She
moped, as her mother put 1t. She
was listless and unhappy. She had
lost her interest In the chase, so to
speak. She had little heart for the
teas and dances and dinner parties.
One day her mother returned from a
luncheon and found her weeping. Mrs.
Bling went at once to the telephone
and called for the stomach specialist.
He came and made a brief examina-
ton and said that 1t was all due to
rich food and late hours. He left some
medicine, advised day or two of rest
In bed. charged hundred dollars and
went away. They tried the remedies,
but Phyllis showed no improvement.
The young man sent American Beauty
roses and a graceful note of regret to
her room.
"You ought to be very happy" said
her mother. "He is dear"
II know it." Phyllis answered. Hes
just the most adorable creature ever
saw in my life"
For goodness sakeI What is the
matter with your Why don't you brace
up?" Mrs. Bling asked with note of
impotence in her tone. "You act
like a dead fish,"
Phyllis, who had been lying on the
couch, rose to a sitting posture and
flung one of the cushions at her
mother.
"How can 1 brace up2" she asked
with indignation In her eyes. Don't
you dare to scold me-"
There was a breath of silence in
which the two looked into each others
eyes. Many thoughts came flashing
into the mind of Mrs. Bling. Why had
the girl spoken the word "you" so bit
terly? Little echoes of old history be-
gan to fill the silence. She arose and
picked up the cushion and threw II
on the sofa,
"What a temper" she exclaimed
"Young lady, you don't seem to know
that these days are very precious fol
you. They will not come again."
Then, in the old fashion of women
who have suddenly come out of mo.
ment of affectionate anger, they fell tC
weeping in each others arms. The
storm was over when they heard the
feet Of ]. Patterson Bling In the hall
Phyllis fed into the bathroom.
Hello /" said Mr.. Bling as he entered
the door, "Tve found out what's the
matter with Phyllis. It's nerves.
met the great specialist, John Hamil
ton Gibbs, at luncheon today. l de
scribed the symptoms. He says its
undoubtedly nerves. He has any mum
Der Of cases just like this One-rest
fresh air and a careful diet are al
that's needed. He says that If he car
have her for two weeks he'll guaran
tee a cure. I've agreed to have yol
take her to his sanItarium In thu
Catskills tomorrow. He has saddle
horses, sleeping balconies, tOboggaI
slides, snow-shoe and skating parties
and all that"
II think It will be great" said Phyl
lis, who suddenly emerged from he
hiding-place and embraced her father
"Pd love It I'm sick of this old town
I'm sure it's just what l need"
81 couldn't go tomorrow" said Mrs
Bling. 81 simply must go to Mrs. De
lanes luncheon"
"Then I'll ask Harriet to go up witt
her" said ]. Patterson.
Harriet, who lived in a fiat on tn
upper west side. was Mrs. Bing's sis
ter.
Phyllis went to bed dinnerless witt
a headache. Mr.. and Mrs. Bling sa
for long time over their coffee an,
cigarettes.
tits something too dreadful tina
Phyllis should be getting sick just a
the wrong time" said the madame