The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-12-21
Mother Knows
Best
By PAUL M. VEST
q. Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service.

THE two Of them attracted consid-
L able attention as they entered.
Regular nightly visitors at the Silver
Slipper had learned who they were.
"Oh, lookl" girl in green hat
nudged her escort. "Thats them So
ciety swells. Her mothers the De-
Peyster society dame, and he's that
millionaire rubber mans son. They're
engaged. My Gawd, this place is get
tin ritzy."
The millionaire rubber mans son
overheard the comment and frowned.
He was uncomfortably conscious of the
interest they created. 1t annoyed him.
Good heavens, Grace" he NUT
tered Must we come to this awful
place every night? Whatever do you
find of interest here?"
The girl fingered the menu and
looked idly about. ooh, don't know,
Von-there's something about it like.
Perhaps it's the music" Her wide
blue eyes were upon the slim back of
the orchestra leader.
"Humph!' was the response. Il
/
terest in second-rate music before"
They danced few times, but Won
was utterly bored. 1--WE had about all
/ can stand" he complained irritably.
"Come, can't we go somewhere else?"
I'm little while, darling" she con-
soled i'm. Over his shoulder her eyes
met Nle dark, flashing ones Of the
orchestra leader. A smile touched the
violinist's lips-in moment the or
chestra commenced playing the "Ren-
devious Waltz"
AS the number ended, Grace excused
hersele "Just moment, darling, I'M
til dab on bit Of powder, and we'll
| gallop along"
Won couldn't carry tune and scarce
ly knew one song from another. Con-
sequently he was not aware that every
night, Immediately following the 'Ren-
dezvouc Waltz" his fiancee found it
necessary to dab on bit of powder"
But then Won wasn't very observing
young man. Had he been he would
have noticed that the handsome Or
chestra leader invariably disappeared
following the same number.
In little alcove back of the or
chestra platform, they met: "Oh,
Tony. :" she cried.
He held out his hands to her. In
moment she was in his arms. "Dear-
est, this can't go on" he whispered.
Break your engagement. Explain
things to your mother. Let's have our
love out in the OPEN"
She chung to him. "You don't know
mother. She-But 1 promise I'll tell
her tonight. And this time I'll not give
in to her. :"
He kissed her tenderly. Don't be
afraid, darling. What does anything
matter so long as we have each other"
Tears glistened in Grace's eyes.
"But, mother" she demonstrated. you
don't understand. You don't under
stand-I love Tony. We're going to
be married. :"
Mrs. DePeyster raised her patrician
head and regarded her daughter in
amazed horror. "Grace Grace!
Have you entirely lost your mind!"
she gasped MARRY a common enter
tainer in cheap cafe. It's grotesque! !"
"But mother, what difference does it
make what he does if we love each
other? :"
| Mrs DePeyster drew herself up re-
gally, her dark, imperious eyes blazing.
"You are engaged to Won and you will
marry him. Enough Of this nonsense.
Mother knows best!''
Grace broke into tears. "But must
at least see him and explain. :"
you'll do nothing of the sort. I'll
settle him once and for all. I'll ac-
company you and Won to that impossible
place and put an end to this outrage
Gus AFFAIR."
The wedding was brilliant social
event. Following the ceremony Grace
ard Won sailed for Cherbourg on
wedding trip.
Back home again a month later,
Grace, for some obscure reason, in
sisted upon visiting the Silver Slipper
. once more lust for old time sake"
she said
Won groaned. "Oh, that terrible
place! I'll humor you this once, but
this is the last time-never again"
At their table, Grace glanced disin-
terestedly at the orchestra leader. How
stupid of her ever to have imagined
herself in love with such person.
At first she didn't notice chat the
orchestra was playing the "Rendez-
vous Waltz" When she did, she caught
her breath sharply. Was that fiddler
fool enough to imagine that she was
still infatuated with him?
Indifferently. she glanced about the
room. Suddenly she gasped and sat up
very straight, her eyes on table
tucked away in one corner. The lone
woman there was slipping cocktail
and gazing in evident fascination at