The Washington times., 1929-02-13

He asked me to allow him 30
go into the city and get a job,
using the same elegant phrase in
which he customarily expresses
himself" Aunt Ellen ignored his
infection.
What did you say?"
What do you suppose | said
said it was impossible, oil
course"
But is it impossible? 1t need
not be manual labor; the boy has
ambition, it would be a pity to
break his spirit. Beside, he is
lonely here; to be out with other
men would take his mind off him
self: it would broaden him.
''He does not need broaden
ing, there is no reason why ne
should not be content with what
the other men of our family have
had"
''Our ideas are the result OF
tradition and heredity for genera
tions past. The youth of today
seem to progress; at least, they
want to progress, but we of the
old school make it very difficult
for them I can see why young
man wants to make place for
himself in the world
You always could see a lot OF
things no one else could. Ter
renee, with one hand gone. has a
perfectly legitimate excuse for not
working
"That is precisely the reason he
should be doing something; ne
thinks about that missing hand all
the time; work would take his
mind off himself. and that is
exactly what he needs. Remem-
her. Maxwell, your own brother
drove his son from home by his
unbearable domination: if I were
you, I would not drive Terrence
too far"
1T is his nineteen years in
America said Lord O'More,
neatly avoiding her issue. that
have put those plebian ideas in
his head. Young people in Amer
lea are terribly rude and un-
disciplined.
II thought young Americans
delightful. Their parents seemed
sort of depending on them, in
stead of having to protect and
Shelter them every minute. One
young lady | distinctly remember
was ANYTHING but rude and un'
disciplined. On the contrary,
she was polite, respectful and al
together enchanting, aside from
being extremely beautiful"
Aunt Ellen looked at her hus-
hand. but he had missed her point
s4Ia
he was fast reaching the stage
where he stamped and clustered.
Well, evidently she had not done
the slighest good but she had
gotten it out of her system, and
that helped some. However,
tiny fear pereIsted-Terence was
different she hoped he would
not do anything rash.
Very well, Maxwell. you have
had your own way always, but
that does not prove that you
, have been right always, am
going now. so you need not ex-
plode at me.
Maxwell spluttered and gasped;
his wife had never spoken TO him
quite like that before. He looked
at her and saw that she was eye
ing him calmly and coldly, al
though within she was seething.
She was going slowly and de-
liberately toward the door, when
Kathleens S voice rang through
the house in one long, terrible
scream: then a thud-and sill
en"e.
They rushed toward the door.
and there they found Kathleen in
a dead faint, little pools of water
slowly accumulating around her
from her wet bathing suit Bar
low and the servants gathered
around her. Aunt Ellen could
not resist one more shot at her
husband.
"No doubt you recall having
heard Terence tell how one
young American lady managed
everything when he was injured.
Here is a fine example of our
discipline and training. Some.
thing terrible happened, and
Kathleen screams and faints
that's a great help"'
Lord O'More glared at her,
but she ignored him and said,
"Anna, bring blanket to cover
your mistress, and some water"
Barlow was frantic; he darted
into the dining-rq9n, grasped the
large silver pit tkner OG water