The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-04-12

being human once a week and al.
tcraate Sundess, Aud when you get
llfo that finds pleasure In a trump
cry. gee gaw paraSoi. well thats
tnore pathetic still. Sccf"
Rsal anxiety la hls "Secf" hut tho
thing Was done, No, absolutely
don't I'athetiol You really aro quite
impossible to set on with. I've etven
up even trying TO understand your
ideas. Pathcucr' she gave her sud.
den laugh.
"oh. we'll" said sabre
Deeper foundcred,
IL
And precisely the same word
pathetic-came up between them Ia
the matter OF Miss Bypass. Miss Hy'
pass was companion 90 Airs. Boom
Bagshaw. the mother OF Mr.. Boom
Ragnhaw. Mabel hated Miss nypas.
because Miss bypass was. she said.
the rudr.t creature che ever met.
And of course" sabre took the op.
poslte view--the ridiculous and mad,
drning NlsW-that her abnminahly
rude manner was not crude bat
pathetic.
The occasion was an afternoon call
paid az the viearago. OF all houses
in the Garden Home sabre most
dreaded and feared the wharfage. lie
paid this call. with shudderlng. Ia
pursuance % his cndcsvor 10 DO with
Mabel things that save her pleasure
land IN thu most unoongcnlal 81
them. a. this call al the vlearaKe. he
used To think. characierlatleaily
After all. haven't got the dccency
tn do what ahcs specially asked
give up the bike ridc.'1
The Nlcarage drawing room was
huge. handsomely furnished. much
adorned With slsnsd portraits Of roy.
al and otherwise celebrated persons.
and denscly crowded with devoted
parishioners, Among them the REV.
erend Boom BagshA~ moved ruikiiy
to and fro. amidst them. on a species
II raised throne. Mrs. BOON nagshaw
gave impressive audiencs. The moth.
or Of the Reverend Boom Basshaw
was a massive and formidable woman
who seemed To be swaddled in sew.
eNl hundred garments Of heavy
crepe and stiff satin. she bore a
distinct resemblance To Queen Vie
toria: but there was stuff in her and
upon her 10 make several Queen Vie.
torias. About the room. but chiefly.
as Sabre thought. under hln feet.
fused her six very small dogs. Thes-
were called Fee. 10 and Fun. which
were brown toy Pons. aud Tee. To.
Tum. which were black toy Poms.
and the six were thu especial care
and duty o. Miss bypass. Every day
Miss Bypass. who wsA Tall and pale
and ugly. was to DO seen siriding
about Penny Green and tire Garden
Home In process o. exercising the
dogs this dosa. for their part. shFiil-
ing their importance and decorating
the pavements In accordance with
the engaging habits Of their lovabla
charactrrtstlcs. In tho drawing room
Miss Bypass occupied herself In
STOPPING about after tho six. extract.
ing bread and butter from their
ufouths--shsy we're not allowed 20
eat bread and buttcr---and raising
them for the adoring inspection ~
visitors unable at the moment either
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PROSTATE themselves before the
throne OF Queen Victoria Boom Bag.
shaw
Pew spoke to Mas Bypass These
who did were answered in the curl
ously defiant manner which was her
habit and which was called BY Ma
bel aboruinably rude. and BY Sabre
pathetic. As he and Mabel were taxi.
ing their leave. he had Miss Bypass
in rnomantary conversation. Mabel
standing by.
/ ''Hulio. Miss Bypass Haven't man.
aged TO sec you In all this crowd.
How're things With your
-fm perfectly we'll thank you
.'Been reading anything iately7 7
saw you coming cut OF the library
the other day with a stack Of books"
Miss Bypass gave the impression
Of bracing herself. as tho against sus.
pected attack. Yes. and they were
for my own reading. thank you.
suppose you thought they were for
Mrs. Boom Bagshaw."
Certainly her manner was ex,raor~
dinarily hostile. Sabre took no no
tee
mo. / bet they were your own.
You're n great reader. I know"
Her tone was almost bitter. Il
Z suppose you think read nothing but
Dickens and that sort Of thing
swell. you might do n good deal
worse, you know. There's no one
like Dickens. taking everything to-
| gether."
She flushed. You could almost sec
she was going 10 say something rude.
That's a very kind thing 20 say 20
uneducated people. Mr.. Sabre. II
makes them think n isn't education
that prevents them enjoying more nd.
vanced writer's. But ! don't suffer
from that. as II 30 happens. I dare