Babbitt

expressed the sympathy she was too experienced to feel and much too exp

e coldest nights Babbitt luxuriously gave up the duty of being manly and retreate

glass for water, and a standard bedside book with colored illustrations-what particular book it was cannot be ascertained, since no one had ever opened it. The mattresses were firm but not hard, triumphant modern mattresses which had cost a great deal of money; the hot-water radiator was of exactly the proper scientific surface for the cubic contents of the room. The windows were large and easily opened, with the best catches and cords, and Holland roller-shades guaranteed not to crack. It was a masterp

loral Heights had a bed

e of candles and slatternly hearth-fires. Along the bedroom baseboard were three plugs for electric lamps, concealed by little brass doors. In the halls were plugs for the vacuum cleaner, and in the living-room plugs for the piano lamp, for the elect

thing wrong with the Babbi

As he pontifically tread the upper hall he looked into Verona's bedroom and protested, "What's the use of givi

corative boy of seventeen. Tinka-Katherine-still a baby at ten, with radiant red hair and a thin skin which hinted of too much candy and too many ice cream sodas. Babbitt did not show his vague irritation as he tramped in. He really disliked being a fami

d not belong to him, but Verona began to be conscientious and annoying, and abruptly there returned to Babbitt the doub

prospect of becoming secretary to Mr. Gruensberg and thus, as Babbitt defined it, "getting s

e Associated Charities-oh, Dad, there's the sweetest little babies that come to the milk

would, if you kept up your shorthand and didn't go sneaking off to concerts and talkf

nder if I could get one of the department-stores to let me put in a welfare-department

flipflop and doodads for his kids unless he earns 'em, why, the sooner he'll get on the job and produce-produce-produce! That's what the country needs, and not all this fancy stuff that just enfeebles the will-power of the working man and gives his kids a lot of notions above their class. And you-if you'd tend to business

hool, had been making hiccup-like sounds of interr

indly not interrupt us when we'r

ut of college, Ammonia, you been pulling these nut conversations about what-n

it myself!" Tinka wailed, "Oh, papa, you said maybe you'd drive us down to Rosedale!" and Mrs. Babbitt, "Careful

off, right after dinner, and leave it in front of some skirt's house all evening while you

beastly Jones boys drive like maniacs. The idea of your t

e so darn scared of the car that you dr

h you know about motors, and Eunice Littlefield

Not unreasonably was Ted lofty with her. He was a natural mechanic, a make

ted the gloriously satisfying first cigar of the day and ta

d couple o' girls in my class I'd drive 'em down to the rehearsal of the school chor

u and your social engag

gee, I ought to have a car of my own, like lots of the fellows." Babbitt almost rose. "A car of your own! Don't you want a yacht, and a house and lot? That pretty nearly takes the cake! A boy that can't pass his Latin examinations, like

Ted planned, to park the car in front of the candy-store across from the Armory and he would pick it up. There were masterly arrangements regarding leaving the k

ted, were "disgusting imitation sports, and horrid little shrieking ignorant girls." Further: "It's disgusting of you to smoke cigaret

agitated check, and across the back a belt which belted nothing. His scarf was an enormous black silk wad. His flaxen hair was ice-smooth, pasted back without parting. When he went to school he would add a cap with a long vizor like a shovel-blade. P

were candidly eager. But he was not over-gentle. He waved his hand at poor dumpy Verona and drawled: "Y

urself, let me tell you it might add to your manly b

the family war. Ted looked at her hopelessly, then shrieked at Tinka: "Fo

y they go on jab-jab-jabbering, I simply can't stand it. I swear, I feel like going off some place where I can get a little peace. I do think after a man's spent his lifetime trying to give his kids a chance and

ied life, Mrs. Babbitt had seen the paper

in New York and a lot of college boys are taking their places. That's the stuff! And a mass-meeting in Birmingham's demanded that this Mick agitator, this fellow De Valera, be deported. Dead right, by golly! All these agitators paid with German gold anyway. And we got no

," said Mr

gurated mayor in overalls-a preache

ph!

ave any doctrine about preacher-mayors laid down for him, so he grunted and went on. She looked sympathetic and did

doing the sassiety stunt as heavy as ever. Here's w

famed for their decoration, their home was thrown open last night for a dance in honor of Mrs. McKelvey's notable guest, Miss J. Sneeth of Washington. The wide hall is so generous in its proportions that it made a perfect ballroom, its hardwood floor reflecting the charming pageant above its polished surface. Even the delights of dancing paled before the alluring opportun

and a lot of credit to Charley McKelvey. When we were in college together, he was just as hard up as any of us, and he's made a million good bucks out of contracting and hasn't been any dishonester or bought any more city councils than was necessary. And that's a good

to see the inside of their house though.

go there to dinner with that gang of, of high-binders. And I'll bet I make a whole lot more money than some of those tin-horns

the tidings from the Real Estate and

reet, 496-J.

ly, April 17,

. . . . . . .

from Mechanics' Liens, Mortgages Recorded, and Contracts Awarded. He ros

r, let's not waste our good time thinking about 'em! Our little bunch has a lot liver times than all those plutes. Just compare a real human

ison nutfudge. For Heaven's sake, try to keep her from ruining her digestion. I tell you, most folks don't a

, what a family! And now Myra is going to get pathetic on me because we don't train with this millionaire outfit. Oh, Lord, sometimes I'd