Hungry Horse news., 1948-05-14
CHAPTER III

talked! Sam, thank Goa, was III
. man sort, however; he just laughe
at her and went on loving his wifi
And then Elsa's mother, to Kitty
great relief, passed from the scene
Pneumonia, I think, although it
hard to remember everything. Sar
didn't remarry, however, until afte
he set himself up again in Mexico
; and then it was to Berta, the Mex
can. Berta was the last straw t.
Kitty Chatfeld. Berta, of course, il
all right, like her."
cts time Margaret was gettint
here. Sam Chatfield and his Mexi
can wife, Berta, are coming too
They're up from Mazatlan for a few
days." he said. Pm hungry. How
about you two?"
II could eat now," Huntoon Rog.
ers said.
Perhaps it is clearer now about
the will, Barry" said Dwight, set
ting back in his chair once more.
when Aunt Kitty cut her niece off
with only a years income from the
estate, knowing quite well that Elsa
would spend all of (which she
did-it was a deliberate thrust at a
vital spot, so she thought.
"Aunt Kitty never looked upon
Elsa as a Chatfield. Elsa resembled
very much her mother. What's
more to the point she was not awed
by the antiquity of the Chatfields;
she refused to kowtow to the great
god Family. Which of course did
not endear her to Aunt Kitty. To-
ward the last as bitter a hatred ex-
listed between those two as you could
well imagine. Elsa, of course, was
not to blame for it. Kitty Chatfield
was older; her neck was stiff.
But is that enough to make the
two hate each other the way they
did," 1 asked.
There was the baby"
who was the child father?" in
quired Rogers.
THAT has never been disclosed"
A boy came out upon the veranda
to inform us that Margaret and the
others had arrived.
Dwight Nichols has a kindly face.
Dwight is not yet forty, but his is
he face of a benevolent philosopher.
lis brown eyes are benign, soft,
almost feminine in their compassion |
or his fellow man. There is quiet,
gentle smile constantly about his
Ups; his whole countenance, in fact,
S lovable and sweet. His is face |
widely known, for it has been seen
,ften in the press-a face of charm,
INVITING to confidence, winning,
riendly.
That's why the devilish caricature
n the shop window struck so forci-
,ly upon my attention. 1t was the
we that did the trick; the carica-
urist had provided him with an eye
sly, wicked. 1t made over
he whole countenance of Dwight
it made a rascal of him,
whereas he is an upright man,
portsman who has written many
looks of life afield, and a man ex-
raordinarily fond of his wife and
lome.
And, heavens! there was myself
beside Dwight, my own inconsequen-
ial physiognomy. blushed as l
tood there on the sidewalk, oblivi-
Jus to the afternoon crowd that
warmed along the boulevard. Was
such villain as that? Was 1 so
I'D?
And, heavens again! Beside me
n the window, Overwhelmingly so
huge and coarse that at first l had
lot seen it, was Jimmy the Cheese.
In other shop windows up the
boulevard that mild April afternoon
encountered still more caricatures
~ the same clever hand. There
vas one of Huntoon Rogers ludicrous
n the extreme; the thinning hair
N top of his head was all but gone;
lis ears stood out like Tapping
wings, and his nose was twice its
llready generous size.
LET me see that thing in the win
low," requested of the clerk. For
Ill Of mounting spirits l had re-
urned to the first window out of
'reath, thoroughly reckless now. l
,ointed to my own likeness. The
nan was hesitant. 81 want to look |
It it. l want to make sure who |
lid it. It's me. Don't you see?"
He looked startled for moment,
IS if he were trying to divine wheth-
r or not intended to sue him, then
tot the caricature from the window
md laid it on the counter. Eagerly
scanned it for signature, and
here modestly in the lower right
orner was the word l had not been
bic to see from the sidewalk. It
vas ELSA"
Let me take this for a little
While" 1 requested. The clerk
hrugged his shoulders in way
hat said no. "Here!" l pulled out