Evening star., 1922-08-23
The Wife Who Wouldn't
Settle Down!
Sequel to ssBrides Will Be Brides
By Lucille Van Slyke.
By Lucille Taz, Slyke.
Sequel to ssBrides Will Be Brides. .

twas exciting-that Mrs. Cages fatner
| had, as a very. young man, oeen' Ior
| lust one year. an assistant IN tne
Latin department of our alma mater.
well. then he was on, ana y from ON
and prowled around the local bury-
! ing ground until he found Mrs. Cages
parents graves and oh, but they were
idelightfufly neglected, tombstones
down, weeds grown over them anu
all that sort Of thing. SO out wene @
dollars cleaning up those stones and
resetting them. having the graves
! isodded anew and neat rose bushes
planted on 'em. and last but not
least, he bought a second hand iron
bench-you know the ktndNand naa
1t all painted up and put beside those
graves. I guess he spent the better
part Of a week composing the eio-
uuent speech which he unloaded on
the dear little old lady tho day ne eos
his five- minute audience. NOT wosa
spoke he about money TOT our 1ed taia
old college-he just poured out ae a saae
about how the dear old alma mater
loved and respected her fathers mem
| orv. and asked her II she's ever seen
how beautifully the board OF trus-
tees had kept up their graves! ".
lbesEed the privilege Of showing her.
And a week or so later he had ner
sitting on that bench dripping seniie
tears over those graves, ana sehlly
but firmly he led her by the nsna
Ito our poor. neglected. deon. raoaen IL
eineRwshe cn,eR bought the old Lalor Cas-
tie for a memorial to her 1atne. ~
memory, and left 1t to the coiieee
with a fat endowment fund.
| "How much?" asked Merriam.
| Quarter Of a million" laughed Fer
| n1A
parents astuteness. Pretty s9o1 re-
turn for a little tombstone polishing
and some sod and paint. chr
~ should say, yes" Merriam agreed
"It wasn't exactly fair. OF course,
she teased. but anything's iair RI. IN
! ing money for a good cause, ooh
Not fair?' Ferry protested. II
don't see how you can make out II
| wasn't fair" So intent was he on
proving his point. he actually mo- moved e,
! the other end Of Merriam's hammo ck
which promptly swayed with Mer-
riam's delight.
The bridge game was breaking up.
Young Squires wSs already out Stew
| ing his clubs and wraps in his car.
and was winking across the living
room at Merriam. who pretended she
didn't notice the others at all.
| "Merriam," roared John, to attract
her attention. "Squires is going"
"Oh, must they all go so soon!.
cooed Merriam. struggling to her feet
with a charming start Of dismay.
| Ferry, vastly pleased with himself.
! held his hostess hand a second longer
| than he meant to as he said scod, :,
| night. He had to run for squires'
car with only the hastiest OF fare
| wells to John and Rose.
And Rose departed a trihe sttfny
for her bedroom. directly they wore
gone.
John stood glowering at Merry, who
| swept him a curtsy and laughed.
From under her yelling lids he caught
| the sparkle of her mischievous eyes.
You ought to be ashamed of your
self" she heard him saying.
She hummed. She stretched her arms
| and yawned.
Did you say he was cold -blooded?"
| she teased. We'll, l don't find him
| that way"
Copyright 1929
CONTINUED in tomorrow's Star.)