The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1921-04-07
ILLUSTRATIONS BY IRWIN FLYERS.

VVWY/ iNM
after his return to the homely realities
of Blngville. The shrewd intuitlons
OF Mrs. Bing alarmed her. So Phyllis
and John were packed of to private
schools so that the good woman would
he free to look after the imperiled
welfare OF the lamb OF her fock--the
great J. Patterson. She was really
worried about him. After that, she al
ways went with him to the city. She
was pleased and delighted with the
luxury of the great hotels, the cos
tunes. the dinner parties, the thea
tiers, the suppers, the cabaret shows.
The latter shocked her little ut first.
They went out TO great country
house, near the city, to spend week.
end. There was dinner party on
Saturday night. One Of the ladies got
very tipsy and was taken upstairs.
The others repaired to the music room
to drink their coffee and smoke. Mrs.
Bling tried a cigarette and got along
with 1t very well. Then there was an
hour of heart to heart. central Euro
pcan dancing while the older men sat
down for a night OF bridge In the H.
brary. Sunday morning, the young
people rode to hounds across country
while the bridge party continued Its
session in the library. 1t was not ex-
actly restful weekend. J. Patterson
and his wife went to bed as soon as
their grips were unpacked on their re-
turn to the city and spent the day
there with aching heads.
While they were eating dinner that
night, the cocktail remarked. 18th the
lips Of Mrs. Bling: "rm getting tired Of
Bingville."
ooh. Of course. It's picayune
place." said J. Patterson.
ITS SO provincial" the lady ex-
claimed.
Soon. the oysters and the entree
having subdued the cocktail, she ven
tured: "But 1t does seem to me that
New York Is an awfully wicked
place."
"What do you mean" ne asked.
Goddess" she answered. "The drink
Ing and gambling and those dances"
"Thats because you've been brought
up In n seventy Puritan village"
J. Patterson growled very decisively.
"Why shouldn't people enjoy them
selves? We have trouble enough mt
best. God gave us bodies to get what
10 rn,,lI ~ than vf'Q
about the only thing we're sure Of,
anyhow"
1t wns n principle Of Mrs. Bing to
agree with J. Patterson. And why not
He was n great man. She knew II as
well as he did and that was knowing
II very well indeed. His Judgment
had been right-triumphantly and
overwhelmingly right. Besides. It was
| the only comfortable thing to do. She
had been the type Of woman who reads
those weird articles written by grass
widows on "iow to Keep the Love OF
a Husband"
SO 1t happened that the Bings be.
gan to construct little god to suit
their own tastes and Maidstone
about as tractablc as a toy dog. They
withdrew from the Congregational
church aud had house parties for sun
dry visitors from New York and Ha
Zelmead every weekend.
Phyllis returned from school In May
with a spirit quite In harmony with
that Of her parents. She had spent
the HOLIDAYS at the home Of frient
In New York and had learned to love
that was a matter to be mentioned
only In a whisper and not In the pres
ence of her parents. She was q tall
handsome girl with blue eyes, blond,
hair. perfect teeth and complexion
and almost a perfect figure. Her,
she was, at last. brought up to tn,
point OF a cOmins-out party.
II had been curious and rattle
unfortunate bringing up that the cir
had suffered. She had been the prid
of mothers heart and the occupie
OF that position Is apt to achieve grea
success In supplying mothers friend
with topics Of conversation. Phylll
had been flattered and INDUCED. Mrs
Bling was entitled to much credit. hay
Ing been born OF poor and illlterat
parents In small village on the Hud
son little south of the capital. Sh
was pretty and grew up with longin
for better things. J. Patterson &c
her at bargain In an Albany depart
ment store where she stood all da
behind the notion counter. AT a bal
gain" II must be said, because. O
the whole, there were higher value
In her personality than In his. Sh
had acquired that common Berth
Clay habit of associating with nobl
lords who lived In cheap romance
and had taste for poor but homes
girls. The practical J. Patterson hate
that kind of thing. But his wife keI
a supply OF these highly favored no.