New Britain herald., 1927-06-01

t Pityingly the boy gathered hi [ mother up into his arms. Don't , don't tell me any more. Mother. o 9 course I have known it. but I dit r mot think that you could hold sucl l bitterness all these years. It wa r probably only an impulse on Father
 part. You have often told me tha ) he was gay, irresponsible. and full o
 life Possibly he was bored"
 This struck the bitter finder o
 his mothers self-pity again.
 "Yes. that was it," she flashed out He was bored with me because had become logy, both in mind anG body. because l was only waiting te bear you. my son-the child he was
 over the time as quickly and pleas antly as possible. But what Of me Do you not think. Phillip. that your father should have gone at least a little way in trying to make my life at that time more comfortable? He didn't try. Instead, he left me alone with my thoughts while he went out seeking pleasure and forgetfulness because he was bored"
 "Mother-please. Mother"
 "Oh. expect it's indecent for d mother to tear great rents in the pride that a son should always feel toward his father, but some way your egotistic criticism of Lyra Hill Hard just now made me see red. Have l been happier than she be- cause I believed that love was all that was needed to make a marriage happy? l am almost ready to say to you. Son. that the woman who marries for love is laying up for herself a great unhappiness. She is sure to be disappointed"
 "Mother. surely"
 Anne Tracy threw her arms con- vulsively about her sons neck. | Phil, do you know what I vowed the first time l clasped your little helpless body to my breast-and have renewed that VOW in my pray CTS every day since-Son. I prayed to the good God that He would hel b me to bring you mp in such a way ttrhat you would never make another woman as unhappy as your father made me-
 Phillip Wynne Tracy " never forgot the tragic story which his mother told him that morning. But his mother would have been horror stricken if she had realized that her impulsive confidence about Lyra Hilliard had changed her son from youth to manhood. At that time neither mother nor son had the slightest inkling that Anne Trac, had planted a queer kind of male curiosity in his mind with regard to women.
 Up until this morning. Phillip had thought of women as something quite apart from the human family. He had classed them in his mind as mothers and sweethearts. who were potential wives-and other women.
 True. he had heard much about these other women from his school companions. but in some way what he had heard had rather disgusted him. Today. however. his mothcr had given him an entirely new idea of those other women" who had no relation to him except that of curiosity and sense. She had made him wonder if that woman with whom his father had been riding that night had been beautiful. with red hair. red brown eyes. and a white skin that looked as though it had been lighted by a flame from within.
 | He drew himself up and shook his head. as though he would clear his brain from this treason to his mother.
 In doing so, he found he was fac ing the long mirror that was set in his closet door. He threw back his shoulders and laughed at the tall handsome youth he saw there. He knew that he had grown up. His white teeth came together with snap. Life was all before him and it only remained for him to bite into it and find it good!
 He began to think of that party his mother was going to give, as q kaleidoscope of beautiful girls in lovely dresses making ever changing figures in the dance. There was sound of barbaric music in his ears cut into here and there by the sen- suous wall of the saxophone. AL ready he had forgotten his mothers tears. He was not concerned with the past. He had even forgotten the present. No thought Of Natlee Jones entered his brain. His mind was storming along the paths of youth into the future.
 "Yes," he toldthat strapping. grinning faced individual in mir TOT, ''1 am going to conquer the world"
 He would annex to himself friends, fame. weal,ir-~ and love! He was going to do great things. He would try for the football squad at Yale. He saw himself being carried on the shoulders of his admiring fraternity brothers orr from the fleli where he had saved the day for his team. He was going to take up his fathers work where he had left off. He was going to make greater mark in the financial world than his father had ever done.
 He walked closer to the mirror and ran his hand over the side of hi, face. T expect ought to begin to shave every day" he said to him self. "1 think I'll buy safety razor this morning"
 Gro Be Continued)
 Phtl plans 10 smuggle Natlec into the party. How he means to &C., complish this Is told tomorrow.