Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-12-18
The NEW GENERATION
By JANE PHELPS

, Margaret knew the working of her
daughters mind so well that she
could now almost reason from
Joan's standpoint - forgetting her
own ideas on any subject they dis
cussed.
Ted, being a house guest, was
down to breakfast. Margaret re-
pressed a smile as she saw his
sulky face. But Joan seemed not
to notice and >chatted away as
brightly as usual, making plans for
the day; tennis, boating, and a
little impromptu dance at Gloria
Freemans would fill the time
pleasurably.
They were sitting on the porch
when Malcolm came strolIing in.
He, too, wore a look entirely at
variance with HRS usual good ma,
tured face.
II thought you'd never come,
Malcolm" Joan said reproYingly.
lied and / have been waiting half
an hour for you. / just telephoned
Hortense to meet US on the tennis
court"
I'm sorry II have kept you
waiting" Malcolm replied, but
Margaret thought he looked rather
pleased than otherwise.
They started off Immediately,
Joan hanging on an arm of each,
all three talking at once.
"What fascinating little crea.
ture that daughter of yours is
Mrs. Walters remarked to Mar
garet.
Joan Is a dear!"
"The way you allow her to lie
eide things for herself would spoil
anyone but a girl of strong prin-
ciples. But she has so much good
sense"
what Teds mother would say had
she heard the naive confession Of
the early morning. Malcolm "too
bashfuL too afraid of offending"
Ted too rough, too anxious" and
neither pleasing her royal high
ness.
Eyes, she IS to be trusted. At
least | have always found it to
be So"
MAY I say something to you,
Margaret ~ Both women now
called each other by their giver
names, yet had been singularly
averse to undue familiarity, as are
all women, perhaps men, also, who
live much alone.
"Of course you may, Janet.
What is it?" Margaret felt she was
a tinge of anxiety in her
voice. Was it something about
Joan-and Ted, perhaps?
ut is about the way you dress.
You are younger than 1 am, yet |
am sure people would take you to
be five or six years older, maybe
more. When you do dress as you
should you are absolutely lovely,
and look more like Joan's sister
than her mother"
Perhaps that is why I wear
sober things" Margaret smiled, yet
she blushed also. She recalled
that Craig Forester had told her
she twas lovely"-when she had
been really dressed.
you mean that you like to look
old?"
mo, not quite that! But 1t seems
tliANl Dlily LII lllt IllOlllCl VI u
grown up girl to dress young,
doesn't it?"
Now you are hitting me! Why |
silly for girls mother more than
a boys? Tod is older than Joan, |
nearly year. But do not intend |
to look old enough to be his moth
err If ! can help it, proud as l am
of, him. Then Joan would be so
proud of you if you made the most
of yourself. Children are wonder
fully impressionable to flattery |
when applied to their parents by |
their playmates."
''And just as sensitive If deroga-
tory remarks are made" Margaret |
slowly returned, thinking Of Joan's |
to her wearing youthful |
clothes; to her acquaintance with |
Craig Forester, because of what
she feared the children might say.
Eyes, but promise me you'll
dress a little younger. l hate to
see you always in dull colors, and
plain Materials,
Il promise, If it will please you"
Margaret replied.