The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-06-16

do you. Motherg'' he asked, picking
UP the baskets. Here, I'll put these
in the car with me and Mary Rose.
One of the things about Tom that
most annoyed Mary Rose was his
habit Of calling Mrs. Middleton
Mother" as if he already belonged
to the family. But Mrs. Middleton
liked him to. She liked Top, and
she hoped that Mary Rose would
have sense enough TO take him for
a husband.
He's everything rolled into one, ;"
she was fond of saying with the air
of a wise owl. ''He has money and
looks and brains. don't~know what
you're thinking of not to snap him
up, Mary Rose"
- She said it now, as she watched
1.-THE tan figure of Thomas F'itzroy
Jr., marching down to the black car
with two heavy baskets ,on each
arm.
ftfe4e comes Sam in the Wheezer,
My, how hate to be seen tn~that
old huste Floasie complained from
the batt.window, where she stood
Watching the street,
There was "a queer iolting, wheel.
ing sound az Sam pulled his ancient
chariot up before the house-a
Dexter Night, years old. Sam had
bought it secondhand for 5000 three
years before, and It looked 1t,
"a
Mary Rose saw tears standing in
her lovely eyes, Her little hands,
were oienehed,
''LeelS At that thins,'' abe cried,
pointing toward the venerable ear,
"And he expects me to ride through
the streets of this town In 1T! Well.
just won't do 1t! !, I'm not going
to the darned old pionio."
Mrs. Middleton turned on her with
a smile Of triumph. well, I'm glad
that you're beginning to see things
as they are. >F1ossie," she said with
an I-told-you-so air. And remember,
if you marry Sam Jessup you'll al
ways have to rid in secondhand
cars. and live in second-rate places,
and all the rest of it!''--
She smoothed down her blue-spot-
ted foulard dress with a gesture Of
great satisfaction ''And you're not
strong" she added sagely. cit would
kill you to cook and wash and slave
! for a poor man all the rest Of your
life. And that's just what you'd have
to do if you married Sam Jessup!"
''Well, haven't married him yet"
Flossie observed quietly, brushing
the bright tears from her eyes.
Mother, you haven't any right to
knock Sam the way you do" Mary
Rose said to Mrs. Middleton as he
ran up the steps and Flossie went
to meet him. 'What if his car is
old and rickety? He's saving up to
buy F1ossie little house"
Eyes, and TIL bet it'll be/a little
onet" Mrs. Middleton answered in
! her gentle voice. "Two rooms1l be
about the extent of Sans pocket
bookp'
From the porch they heard Flossie
greeting him. Hello, Samuel" she
was saying, I'm going to ride out
in Toms car Mary Rose asked
me to" And she walked calmly, past
him and climbed into the great,
! glossy black roadster where Tom
1 was waiting for his own lady-love
Mary Rose saw the look of dis
appointment on his face. as F1ossie
without so much as by:your- leave
climbed in beside him.
i She turned to her mother. ibid
you hear what she told him-that L
asked her to ride with him? Why.
the little f1bberr' she exclaimed
Mrs Middleton smiled in her in
nocence. well, I'm glad of it,"
she said mildly. 'I don't want her
to see any more of Sam than is alb
solutely necessary. I don't want her
to throw herself away on HIM. I'm
not money-mad, but I know that
F1ossie will never make a poor
mans wife"
That's where you're wrong" the
girl answered She picked up two
thermos bottles, and followed her
mother down to Sans ''Wheezer."
The picnic, beginning as it did,
was not a success.
Tom was plainly angry because
Mary Rose had not driven out to the
picnic grounds with him. And
Flossie,% in a queer mood, refused
to look or to speak to. Sam. who fol.
1o1yod how arortDd xI-ift, tho cick