Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1931-01-30
An Ideal
Angler +.
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(Copyright.)
By r. p. B. RHRsoR

When I stepped onto the John 10
Traddles' veranda that Saturday after
noon I looked around In amazement.
Mrs. John 10 was there; but
where were the merry guests who, I
had been assured, would be with her
to, make week in never-before-
heard-of summer place somehow en-
durable2 3a- ll.
A feeling Of resentment overcame
me as took Mrs. Traddles' proffered
hand, and. in the unfeeling way that
gay society allows spoiled favorites to
speak their inmost minds, responded
to her cordial greeting:
HAS no one else come? Whatever
have you asked me fort"
This was not Of the manner in which
/ had been brought up, but practice
makes perfect, and after two years of
constant study found that 1 could
be as insolently rude In a gushing way
as any Of the fashionables who for
some freak had taken me up and
treated me as one Of themselves.
I'VE have one charming guest,
Trixie, dear" Mrs. John 10 assured
me. HE is out with John 10 looking
over the fishing prospects"
And then, as she led me to lovely
suite Of rooms: 81 hope you will not
be dreadfully disappointed; but, for
reasons, no one else came"
Whom did you ask?" questioned
as I released NV hatnins
Let me see. There was the Co
hghtlys-they were FIVE deep in ac-
ceptances for this week, and when lots
were drawn they fell to someone
else"
Gone to the Parrots" 1 said
really that glass was delight; was
pirouetting round to get a better
glimpse of myself-"Glad 1 did not 60
And who elseT
FREDDY Pun. He had some moon
light entanglements. Made more pro
posals than he intended-so he con-
fided to John Jo."
"Yes." l said knowingly didn't
believe I would have to touch my
hair-"Had to go to the mountains to
get his brain clear. I was the one in
the canoe. He does It very nicely,
though"
"And then there were the Will
Wisps-Monty Bach and that little
girl who plays his accomplishments !;
and-let me see-but I'll show you the
list. There come John 10 and Mr..
Goodwin. I must CO."
Goodwin !" I exclaimed, arresting
her flight. what GodwinT ID .u
: "GeOffrey Goodwin" she answered, in
a shamefaced sort of way. REALLY I
cOnid not help 1t. He has simply fas-
cinated John 10, who said he needed
a holiday and must come when the fish
were biting. Do be nice to him,
Trixie TrOutout, for, to tell you the
truth, he is an ideal man."
She brought out the imam" just as
II 1t were all In capitals, and he were
something very great and big.
"of all people to ask the up-to-date
Trixie to meet" muttered to myself
THE Beatrice Of early years might
have had something in common, but
now"
However, 1t was too late; and one
Of the Traddles' contradiction maids,
busying herself about trunks, claimed
my attention for dress consideration.
Dinner passed off pleasantly enough.
John 10 Traddles can adapt himself
to individuals and circumstances In
discriminatory; and as for his wife,
she Is n past mistress In bringing dla
metrically opposites together.
The Rev. Godfrey Goodwin had heard
Of me, so he was pleased to inform me
directly grace was spoken. / did not
tell him that heard Of him often and
often--I rather liked his voice.
Once It was that old cook of grand
mothers told about jelly and things
had conveyed surreptitlously to her
one must be decent to people who have
been kind to them-I don't care what
anyone says to the contrary.
And then that silly, little, fussy
muff of seamstress went and told
him Of the night helped her with the
gown that "had to be finished for Sun
day"
But 1t is always the way. Ones sins
against really good society invariably
hunt you up and expose you before
other peoples hired help. turned It
off as best could; told the reverend
that had understood the confessional
was sacred. and made other cutting
remarks in the frivolous manner which
! had acquired, and resented Mrs
John JOS "You dear old Beatrice Of
real woman"
Well, | was In for It. Not u frOllc-
some foOtstep sounded upon the We
randa that night; nor did motor
even hesitate near by. Truly was
pntangled, but / made up my mind
would never be caught In that way
again.
Sunday was desperate Poured with
rain--blew furies. ! thought Of a long,
tiresOme day In the hOuse--not a card.
no billiards; neither Freddles nor rag
times Well, there are three hundred
and some odd days TO year. and It
is not absolutely necessary 10 be
Eighty upon every one Of them. At
brcakfasi--fancy me down at nine
O'Clock Sunday brcnkfast--Mr. Trad
dies said right ont before the rever-
end "NIr. Goodwin ~ going to take the
service ~ ST. Snints. The nuto will
be waiting for ~ NJ the door at pre-
c!sely ien-thlrty."