The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1928-12-27

We will have dinner dance for your
young friends or beach picnic or
something Only do stop crying, child"
Emmy Lou shook her head. But
nothing can take the place of the
cruise on that beautiful yacht, Gran
ny, can't you see? I've invited all the
crowd and we've got our clothes
ready and Bob'S Uncle Win has got
the crew together and even an or
chestra to 60 along! And all the pro-
visions are on board and everything
He must have just-scads-of money
And then Mrs. WinslOw has to go and
get sick and Mrs. Davis has company
and Aunt Agnes says she cannot 90
as chaperon because she gets seasick
and"
"HoH about Granny" and she
laughed as Emmy Lou looked up
quickly.
"Oh! but you see, Granny dear, L
] am afraid you-you-"
"Too ca? OF course, | was only
joking, precious"
"Oh, not so much that Granny"
apologized lovely Emmy Lou, but you
might get seasck and have lumbago
and"
"Never had either. but we won't talk
about it. You must realize, Emmy
Lou, that disappointments come into
every life-and you must learn to be
drawer about them. They only make
the sunshine more golden, child. Now
run along and call Bob so he can tell
his uncle there will be no party. ] am
so sorry, precious
"But there must be, Granny, there
because Bob's uncle is going to cruise
to Florida and stay there all winter.
He is on his way there now. | just
can't tell him." She looked up, her
finger in her mouth, bordering, "And
you haven't the clothes. either, Gran
ny. You would need lots of white
sports things and dinner dress and
white shoes
excuse me, precious! | haven't
worn anything but white and black
and lavender for nineteen years
since grandpa died. l am just an old
fashioned grandmother. not a
Twentieth century one. Now run
along.
Emmy Lou jumped to her feet. you
are going, Granny! Come quick! We
must be at the pier at , 80, Granny,
you have saved the day" Granny was
trife shorter than Emmy Lou, so the
white flannel skirt was the proper
length. There was a black and white
sweater that buttoned down the front,
She wouldn't even try one of the slip
overs. There was plain tailored
white crepe de chine frOck and with
her own little orchid colOred silk and
her black-and-white lowered silk
Granny's outfit was complete Emmy
LOUIS white linen shoes pinched bit.
but she said nothing. While Emmy
Lou sped downstairs to call Bob and
tell him Granny was to be chaperon,
she slipped a comfortable pair of black
slippers into the bag-and lavender
and white Bingham house dress!
1t was a handsome yacht that lay
at the end of the pier. Bob met En-
my Lou and Granny at the gangplank
and introduced them to his uncle, an
elderly man with kind sun-tanned
face framed with shock of iron-gray
hair. He showed them their state
rooms and told Granny he hoped she
would like the one with the lavender
spread and Grapes.
"Uncle Win has ducked already"
announced Bob gayly as the crowd of
young people grouped under the
striped awnings ana the Sea Gull cast
off moorings. Lets clear the deck
and dance. Uncle Win says the whole
boat belongs to US except his own lit
tie nook on the upper deck"
"Wonder where Granny is" said
Emmy Lou, looking around with con-
Germ.
"Probably down in her stateroom
wishing she had never left the solid
green" and then Bob lifted the tall
glass of lemonade over his head
"Here's to the chaperon; may she
learn from Cupid-just enough blind
mess to make her sweetly stupid. My
dance, Emmy Lou"
But Granny was not in her state
room. She had been standing at the
rail looking down at the blue green
water as # cut away from the Ses
Gull's prov when she found the owner
at her elbow.
"When you wish to run away from
the younger generation, Mrs. Knapp
1 will share my retreat with you. II
Is my Own-on the upper deck. By
George!" as he went up the steps
Granny following, ut must be great tC
be young like these kids. Now here
it isl Plenty of wicker chairs, cu
off from the wind. reading matter, 6
buzzer at your elbow connected wifi
the kitchen Oh! do you like
Tennyson, too? Fine"
Through the inland waterway of the
Atlantic coast the Sea Gull nosed he
way, stopping occasionally to let the
young people disembarI for a few
hours ashore Sometimes Uncle VIII
and Granny went with them. sometime:
only Granny. Then there came the
storm and for two days the Sea Gul
tossed helplessly about, unable to pu
into shore on account of the rocks
and one by one the gay party sough
their respective rooms. Emmy Lot
was one of the last TO succumb. anC