The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1922-12-27

[ thought that until you did realize
that the boy was wasting his time
mere. I'll take matters into my own
hands Miss Garrison seems perfectly
competent: she tells me Blackford is
very quick-alI ne needs is appIica-
ton"
'T hadn't got around to that yet
Halle. I'd intended taking it ur this
week. I'm very busy. murmured Bas-
sett.
His wife's choice Of tutor seemed
Inconsistent with her earlier animosity
toward Sylvia. but he shrank from
asking explanations. Mrs. BasSett
had grown increasingly difficult and
arbitrary.
That's the American father all
over. Well. I've done my duty"
NO doubt its i good arrangement
We've got to keep Blacl1fer1i in hand
Where's Marian?''
She's visiting the vikings at their
place at Whitewater, She's been gone
a week.
The vikings? Not those Burton
Vikings? How did that happen
don't believe we care to have her
,.sit the Vikings"
They are perfectly nice people.
she replied defeusively, and Marian
knew their daughter at school Allen
Thatcher is I'm the party, and they're
al people we know or know about"
We'll, I don't want Marian visiting
around promiscuousIy, [ know moth
ing about the family, but don't care
for Willing, And we've had enough Of
young Thatcher. DIarian's already
seen too much OF him."
Aliens a perfectly nice fellow. It
isn't fair to dislike him on his fathers
account. Allen isn't bit Ike his
father: but even If he We're YOU used
70 think we'll enough of Ed Thatcher"
This shot was we'll aimed, and Bas-
sett blinked. but he felt that he must
exercise his parental authority. If he
had been culpable in neglecting Black
ford he could still take a hand in
Marian affairs.
so I did" he replied. But I'm
going to telegraph Marian TO come
home. What's the Williugs address,
'Oh. you'll find it on a picture pos
tal card somewhere about, III write
Marian 10 come home: but I wouldn't
telegraph If I We're YOU. Morton. And
If YOU don't like my employing Miss
Garrison. you can get rid of her: l
merely felt that something had to be
done. I turn # all over to you" she
ended mournfully,
"Oh, I have no objections 70 Miss
Garrison. Wen see how Biachford
gets on with her
There was little for a man of Bas-
sets tastes 10 do At Waupegan.
Most of the louugers at the Casino
were elderly men who played bridge,
which he despised; and he cared lit
lie for fishing or boating. Tennis and
golf did not tempt him, His wife had
practically ceased 10 n a figure in
the social life Of the colony: Marian
was away. and Blackford's leisure
was spent with hogs Of his own age,
Morton BaSsetr was lonely
II thus happened that he looked for
ward with growing interest 10 Syl-
Was daily visits to his house. He
found that he could mark her prog
tess from Mrs. Owens gate round the
lake to his own cottage from the win
dow OF den he maintained in the
attic He remained there under the
hot shingles. conscious of her presence
in his house throughout her two
hours with Blackboard. Once or twice
ne took himself of TO escape from
her: but ON these occasions ne was
surprised to find that he was back
on the veranda when Sylvia emerged
from the living room with her pupil.
She was always CHEEKY. and she never
failed to say something heartening Of
Blackford'S work.
A number of trininc incidents oc-
CURED TO bring them together. The
cook left abruptly, and Mrs, Rassett
was reduced to despair, Bassett,
Sloomily pacing his veranda. after
hearing : wife'S arraignment of the
world in general and domestic serv-
ants in particular. felt the clouds lift
when Sylvia came down from a yolun-
tary visit to the invalid, He watched
her attack the problem by long-dis-
lance telephone, Sensations that
were new and strange and sweet as
sailed him as he sat near in the liv-
ing-rOom OF his own house, seeing
her at the telephone desk by the win
dow, hearing her voice, Her patience
in the necessary delays while connec-
ton was made with the city her cour-
tesy 10 her unseen auditors, the smile.
the occasional word she flung al him
as much us to say. Of course it's
bothersome but all will soon come
right,-these things stirred in him a
usefulness and longing such a. the
hardy oak must feel when the south
wind touches its hare boughs with the
first faint breath of spring.
It's all arranged-fixed-acc
plished.' Sylvia reported at last
There's a cook coming by the after
noon train. You'll attend to meeting
her? Please tell Mrs. Bassett rs
Senator Ridgefield's cook who's avail
able for the rest Of the summer. as
the family have gone abroad. She's
probably good-the agent said ATrS
Ridgefeld had brought her from
Washington. Let me see! She must
have Thursday afternoon off and a
chance to go to mass on Sunday And
YOU of course stand the railroad fare
10 and from the lake; its so nominated
in the bond.'
She dismissed the whole matter
with q quick gesture of her hands.
Their next interview touched again
his domestic affairs. He had tele-
sraphed Marian to come home with
out eliciting a reply and the next day
ne found in a Chicago newspaper a
spirited and much beheadlined account