The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1923-07-20

was grateful to Amelia Tithers for
taking Susan far away while she was
impersonating such lively lady as Mr..
Hutchins OF Nome had suggested she
was impersonating, aud admit that
l was glad | was to give her tit for tat
SO to speak, since my September sehed-
ule called for me to be q Winston Bop
pie, lady killer and fiirt, After a few
evenings of coaching by George Tithers
was sure would be able to carry my
Bopple role In manner that would
not cause Susan the least monotony.
Two or three Of the ladies In our
summer colony seemed quite willing to
assist me in giving the part verislmili-
tude.
When Susan arrived she gave me one
kiss and hurried to her room, but
Amelia Tithers paused moment.
"Youll be surprised /" she whispered.
"Susan Is doing 1t so wonderfully
And our little practice trip came Off
splendidly. You'll never again think
Of Susan rs a stodgy, stupid married.
old-thing sort Of person. You just
waitl'
When Susan came down to dinner !
was indeed surprised turned from
Amelia Tithers, with whom had been
doing my best to tiirt and gasped.
Such--well, such lack OF clothes,
Such abundance Of long earringsl
THE vampire !" brcathed Amelia
Tithers. Doesn't she do 1t well7'
She did For few September days
I did try TO flirt with some OF our
female neighbors, but before week
was up found had enough to do In
making love to Susan and In trying to
crowd between her and the men who
seemed TO take her masquerading In
earnest, We had one row, with Susan
In slithy coils-so to speak--on the
ehaise Tongue, when told her what
| thought OF her conduct and she
called attention to mine, but we kissed
and made up like young lovers. The
Horatio Peabody, the silly old fool
And had to make eyes al his stuffy
old wife in self-defense. It was, in.
deed. a hasty and hectic month, as
George Tithers said.
"Thank Heaven" | said TO George,
on the last day OF September. this
month IL over. | hope Susan is to be
something respectable In October"
81 sag, you know !" George exclaimed.
"You don't know that wife of mine.
I'm. nd AAfp
bit more, what2 Spread bit more
sail--that's her motto. II you get me-"
"You mean TO tell me-" gasped.
well rather" exclaimed George
Tithers Upward and onward 40 to
speak"
He was right amelia must have told
him. "Well educated show-glrl who IL
not just sure she has married the
right man." was what Amelia had cast
Susan for In October. II was with the
greatest difficulty that ! was able to
maintain my role of man who re-
GREETED his past and WAS seeking his
solace in good books. II was indeed
hard for me to sit with the second vol
ume OF Henry Esmond and see Susan
making merry with half dozen BRAIN
less noodles while her clothes were
practically an Indictment to unseemly
levity
ut has been a lovely month";. Susan
said at Its close. II did feel so free.
hope you're to be something retiring In
November. I'm to be-"
"What2" I snarled. do believe
snarled.
wait and see p she said
The next evening when returned
from my bank and met Susan | fell
into chair and stared at her. She,
who had never used rouge had used
II too, too abandonedly. Her gown---I
can only describe II by saying that
even Mrs Hinterberry. who goes what
is practically the limit, would have
hesitated 10 wear II.
Like the countess of DuxIninster
Amelia Tithers breathed In my ear.
chic. yesf"
shuddered | had read of the
countess OF DuxnInster; IL was she who
gave the notorious party at which she
lost thirty thousand pounds sterling
and then bet all her garments--and
lost And this was but November, and
Amelia Tithers' motto was Spread
bit more sail, and there were nine
more representations on Susan's list
! closed my eyes and CROPPED for the
stair bannisters. When | reached the
upper floor lodged for The stairs that
led TO the storeroom There, in a row,
were the twelve trunks. Number 4
was not there; was evidently In Su.
sans boudoir. For moment | stood
before trunk Number s. II was nm
locked; so we're they all. put my
hand on the lid and hesltated. After
all could guess what might be In
trunk Number 5. might as well
know the worst staggered to trunk
Number 13
Now. trust am not coward, but
| did not dare open the lid of that
trunk. A dozen times drew a deep
breath and a dozen times hesitated.
] turned to trunk Number ~, to Num-
her II.
Augustus" | said 10 myself, "be
man! Face this thing!'
threw open the lid OF the trunk
containing what was to be, in effect,
the tenth Mrs. Huntington. At first
the trunk seemed to hold nothing but
few red artificial flowers and some
hay, Jumped in one small corner.
lifted these. There was nothing else
In the trunk The red flowers, as I
looked Mt them, assumed a, meaning
they were a wreath for the head. the
hay was sewed to narrow band
There was extremely short hay. Pic
lures Of Hawaii and the South Sea
islands flashed on my brain. / saw my
Susan on o sandy beach In my i'm.
agination I could see nearly all Of
the beach---and nearly all OF Susani
felt sick suddenly and extremely