The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-01-21
THE NEW
GENERATION
BY JANE PHELPS

ALLfs WE'LL THAT ENDS WELL.
Chapter 1875.
If one were to Judge from the
sound of laughter and gay talk that
broke a long silence after Malcolm
arrived, Hannah was right. Quarreis
between such young things don't
amount to much. She had answered
the door, sent Malcolm in to Joan.
then after half an hour took in her
repast. Tears still glistened in Joan'S
eyes, but smiles chased each other
thru the tears, while Malcolm bliss
fully unashamed kept his arm about
'aThank you. Hannah, you always
know when to appear Malcolm said,
laughingly.
I'm old enough to know some
things!" Hannah shifted, as she hur-
ried from the room.
1.-THE old dear!" Malcolm said, then
devoted himself to Joan, the cakes
and lemonade. They had much to
talk about after the making up which
had been accomplished in that first
half hour.
don't want you here when mumsie
comes. She'll be sure to think you
have influenced me, when you haven't
one single bit,' Joan said with aston
ishing naivete.
But their leave-taking was sd ten
der their good nights so often repeat
ed, that he had only been gone about
five minutes when Margaret came in.
flushed and happy from an enjoyable
evening.
"Why. Joan!' she exclaimed, sur
prised to see her.
'I just had to come back, mumsie.
Get comfortable, then we'll talk" She
said nothing Of Malcolm. but chatted
with her mother while she donned q
boudoir gown and slippers.
NOW, mumsie, I have been think
ing
Perhaps, dear you will be hap
pier in your own home-if we live
very close"
Perhaps"
land of course-if we should have
-children-they might bother you,
mumsie.''
s'They might" Margaret began to
suspect Hsnnah.
''And anyway you might want to be
boss, and I would too, and SO we
might not get along!"
That's sou
so I have decided to marry NAL
colin, and let you keep your own
home"
"You have-how nice!' The sar-
casm was lost on Joan, who just then
was thinking of Malcolm and nothing
else.
Just then the telephone shrilled
Margaret answered it.
Yes, Craig-I have news for you.
Joan is going to marry Malcolm and
allow me to retain my own home, in
stead OF insisting I live with theml
Yes, sf1e has changed her mind-a
woman's privilege, you know-yes-
what's that?-oh, Craigi-what7-
Yes I will! You shan't say that to me.
Yes, I'll marry you whenever you
say.-Yes, I'll tell her" and Marga-
ret turned to her daughter.
Joan, dear, Mr.. Forester wants to
speak to you," Margaret said as she
left the receiver on the table.
but mumsiei You said
Central will disconnect if you wait
to argue. See what he has to say,
then we can talk"
"Oh. very well!'' Joan reluctantly
picked up the receiver.
Judging from her monosyllabic re-
Plies, Forester gave her no chance to
talk. He evidently had a good deal to
say to her. But Margaret, watching
her face and the emotions that swept
over it. could give a very fair guess as
to what he said. Finally, Joan said:
You hold the wire. Mumsis will have
a question to ask you in a. minute.
No--you had better hang up. and
come up. I'm here to chaperon you
so no one will talk If it is late.''
what in the world" Margaret
commenced.
mo talking, mumsie! You heard
me tell Craig Forester to come up,
didn't you? You'll find out soon
enough"
Ten minutes later Joan let Forres-
ter in.
"Well?" he looked from Joan to
Margaret. then back to Joan.
"How soon can you two get ready
to be married? I have decided on a
double wedding, and Malcolm is i'm
'Tonight." Forester exclaimed.
taking Joan and dancing her about
:cNext m(sith!" Margaret said. |
sirlfshly as Craig Forester
released Joan and bent over her.
Next month It isl" Joan declared. |
And now. step-father, I'll give you |
.wo just ten minutes while 1 write |
l note to Malcolm. You may post it |
FOR me on your way home
THE END.
Monday Jane Phelpss new story |
Helen Hunters Husband! Don't |
Miss the first chapter of this interest
ng serial which will appear in daily /
nstallments in these columns.-The |
Editor.
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