Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-04-23
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WHO'S WHO II TXE STORY
ARCHIE LAvERoCK. the "Arran
Rover" who 10 sthrough with girls
LUCY Joy. good-looking, piquant
the .prettiest English girl" contes
and Is q noted tim actress.
THE ADMIRAL, rubicund. choieri
! old officer. anxious 10 marry Lucy.
MR.. RICE-MATTHEWS, ancient in
| valid. tired Of being bossed b!
women.
MAUVE, his granddaughter. slim
lovely, poised and cool, who attract;
| the interest of the Rover. but ig
GESESiEvE wILMoT. piquant Amer
lean widow, whom the Rover res
cues. and whose small boy adore:
ETHEL TOMBSTONE. "our Ginger
who had nursed Archie in the wal
and who is now 'nursemaid" fol
some rich people for whom he is act
ing as chauffeur. An old love fol
her Is renewed in the Rover.
"Nothings a trifie." stormed the
red haired handful. 1T meant YOU
knew that a girl is sensitive to the
pretty words for things. You always
use those! Always! Some girl said
81, VI SlOWSu SO0s SSAAS SOASA % a.
One of those"
my dear child, need you go on as
IL I'd never had a job OF work, OF
done a hands turn in my life except
hang round petticoats." complained
eX-Captain Laverock. Good Lord
to hear you talk one would imagine
that my whole aim in life-As II I'd
been such q Don Thingummy-"
You can't say you haven't been
much, mulch more so than, any
ordinary young man."
II am an ordinary man"
"Then what did You mean the
other EVENING"" she demanded
tiercely. when / asked you IL YOU
had a good summer and You laugh
cd? You did laugh. What should
you call good summer? A fresh
love affair for May. June. July and
August. perhaps?"
Archie Laverock. genuinely scan
dalized to hear this far-fetched idea
Gas he considered 1t now, put into
these blunt words and from that
mouth. said sharply, For Heaven's
sake, Ethel, don't talk like that, you
don't know what you're saying
Then, more gently. Anything there
ever was. dear. 10 washed out now
Can't you understand that? Can't
YOU? What one wants, all ones
life. Is the real thing. Ones SC
dashed impatient for it, Ethel dar-
ling. One tries One thinks
Here's the way home A man, you
know, wants that. at the bottom OF
his heart, the whole blessed time,
declared young Laverock, listening
to himself as to some stranger
speaking, and yet some stranger
with whom he thoroughly agreed
Here's the way home. one thinks
unci one finds that 1t is another
blind alley another mistaken
turning - DO you know that for
found?" ~ ~
1T"
u knew there was something
waiting that would make all other
thinge-just nothing"
His tone should have convinced
her. but her own words and the
smoldering jealousies of her own
heart were nearer to her: she had
dashed herself UP, suddenly. into ar
anger that was not now to be con-
WINGED.
Nothing to you, because You're
man, l suppose" she retorted
DitterlS IT'S everything to me
Every second I remember. I'm re-
minded. / tell you, 1 shall never
STOP mnding. 80 dreadfully--"
And have l nothing to mind:
D'you suppose, my dear girl, that
forget you were engaged to be mar
ried before you----'
Pooh!" she flashed out. els thai
the same thing? Now is It? An en-.
gagement OF q few weeks! Their
years OF being put off anybody who
liked me, years of only incoming and
dreaming--of you. You, who al
tho time were having experiences
that 1t destroys me to think about ;
In her stormy jealousy she pass.
| ed the bounds OF what she hersel,
understood; she flung at him
words the first that came into he,
nead-half comprehended, used onl,
You. who are a phiIanderer. and
, n,ase, and-and sophisticated. You
VINO nave tried everything--"
Hereat young Laverock (hurt now
In his pride as a man and as
ioverl stopped this innocent. thi,
Diundering lovely fury with his look
Quietly he fixed her with his eyes
uncertain colored, but very steady tr
regard. Quietly, steadily, he spoke.
AT least I'll ask you to believe
Just this. Ethel. l have never trief
anything" said he, except love" :"
POSSIBLY she did not fully under.
stand. A gently bred, conventional,
nuftured girl has the power Of read.
ing everything. hearing most things
seeing much-and withal of an
prehending nothing of love and life
Many excellent wives and mother,
OF families pass thus to their honor.
gu graves. There were, how.
Sser, possipiiities In this red haired
i'amatui or Archie Laverock's. -
whether she yet Understood hin
or not. the quiet dignity of his tone
the look Of the boyish figure Tbs,
was suddenly that of a much oIde,
man, steadied her too. But thor
was no time for an answer,
Cries Of, Now then, Now t,..
Cniidren!-Hi! You young people,
labs, Babs!-Freddie!" rang on,
home again. W star
The Ninth Day. Now this wa.
Gay stolen from the gods. II wa'
tne birthdRy Of Sir Kobe: and tha
pronteeringS philanthropic and child
.ess sportsman had chosen his ow,
Sn was, tnat he gave the fu,
ensased young people" the day OF
rom ~ o'clock; packed them him.
selt into the two-seater; himself ar
ranged the luncheon basket with III,
' cIia pigeon pie and the cheese sand
wlches and the Buzsard cake mr.
the mold OF blanc-mange- with Cur.
a ah's ana the bottles Of white wine
anu Ferrier; and beer, ana IN,
'nsrnos mask OF coffee. -
Now. That ought to do you. 80
ha TOMBSTONE, my wife will hav,
ret,,- Eyes on your 'brats' until yot
On dooty az usual tonnnrrn,.