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monthly, »
the Magazine for Parents” are |
the pressing on the heart |
| of the son's education and
CHAPTER I
se fr
It was characteristic of Peter Mil
man that he should bear the shock of
the second of his life's tragedies with
no visible symptom of emotion.
The first of these blows had been
dealt him twenty-five years before
He had suffered it in this same rich-
ly furnished room of his house in
Lower Fifth avenue. Sneed, the but-
ler, who had just handed him the
morning papers, had brought him—a
quarter of a century ago—the letter
in which his wife told him she had
gone away and would not return,
The second blow swept away his
comfortable fortune. At fifty, with-
out near relatives and long estranged
from old friends, Peter Milman would
be compelled to move from the house
in which he had been born—the house
where he hoped to die—to mix with
the world he had forgotten, among
people he had grown to mistrust.
The three morning papers Sneed
placed before him, although they
varied somewhat in their telling of
Hazen Brewer's failure, had substan-
tially the same account of it.
Brewer's liabilities were fifteen mil-
Hon dollars. His assets were given
as less than five thousand dollars.
Somewhere, sandwiched among these
vast debts, was Peter Milman's modest
million.
The butler, sensing ill news from
the hastily read captions, grew re-
lieved when he saw his employer take
out his pocket-scissors and begin to
glip such extracts from the papers as
interested him. Later these clippings
would be arranged systematically with
the thousands of others which during
long years Milman had gathered. In
the library, steel-lined drawers, care-
fully locked, held the harvest of these
gleanings.
At three o'clock Peter Milman came
down the stalrs and selected a cane,
He was dressed as though he were
going to pay an afternoon call. He
was one of those slight, small-boned
men so often seen in the dwindling
families of races near extinction. His
smartly cut coat, his immaculate silk
hat and distinguished cane made him
geem, from a rear view, a boyish fig-
ure. It was when one saw the pale,
lined face, the tired eyes, and the
thin supercilious mouth, that one real-
| ized this was a man to whom the
world has long since seemed empty
vanity. On the whole, Peter Milman
presented the appearance of one to
whom familiarity weuld be distasteful
and friendship the slow growth of
years.
He was on his way to see his law-
ver and find out how he stood finan-
cially. He felt almost certain that he
had fallen with Hazen Brewer. Not
for more than twenty years had Peter
Milman been so much disturbed. Ruin
meant giving up his home. The idea
was intolerable.
He entered the private office of Her-
man Loddon as one assured of his
position and certain of his welcome.
| Assuredly Loddon, who owed so much
to the Milmans, would be able to sup-
| ply him with the information he de-
sired.
The first direct intimation of the
difference between a millicnaire and
| a poor man was given him as he en-
| tered Loddon’s room. Loddon re-
| mained seated. Hitherto _he had risen
| clumsily to his feet at sight of his
distinguished client and with awkward
gestures motioned him to the seat of
honor. And his face had been wreathed
with’ smiles. For the first time Peter
Milman saw the man Herman Loddon
as he really was. Loddon hated him,
and had always hated him. There could
be no other explanation of*his lack of
courtesy and the sneering smile with
{ which he greeted his client. For a
quarter-century he had worn a dis-
arming smile. Hazen Brewer's failure
| had swept away the necessity for us-
{ ing it any more. Things, then, were
| desperate.
Milman's manner was still as loftily
courteous as ever.
“I hope you have been able to find
| out the extent of Mr. Brewer's mis-
| fortunes,” he said.
I “Misfortunes!” Loddon cried. “His
you mean.”
“I am not asking you to prejudge
| my friend,” Peter Milman said quietly.
“1 want to know if the morning papers
are correct in stating that his entire
portune has disappeared.”
“They are,” Loddon answered with
an appearance of satisfaction, “and as
| erimes,
you wotldn't take my advice about
your investments, your money has
gone too. I tell you, Milman, you've
only got what I prophesied a million
times.”
Milman! Never before had Herman
Loddon presumed so much. Loddon's
father had been the Milman coach-
man at their country place at Hasi-
ings years before. When he had been
killed in a runaway accident, Peter
Milman, the elder, had taken charge
had even-
tually set him up in practice and
given him his first case,
“Tnen nothing is left?”
asked.
“Not a cent. You're luckier than
Irewer is, because you've got a valu-
able lot on Fifth avenue, and there are
fifty ‘men waiting to make you an of-
fer for it and put a big building where
that mausoleum of yours stands.”
Milman said nothing. He allowed]
Loddon’s sneer at his home to pass
Loddon did not know that, when
Hazen Brewer incurred the enmity of
great financial interests, and was so
hardly pressed for money, he had
come by night to Milman and begged
ir utter desperation for a loan. It
Milman
By WYNDHAM MARTYN |
Copyright in the United States
W NU Bervice
was Hazen Brewer who had arranged
the mortgage on the Milman home. It
was Brewer alone who had profited by
the affair. And this mortgage was
shortly to fall due, and there was no
money to pay it
Peter Milman could have sold the
house and lot and retired to some oth-
er place in relative comfort until the
send of his life had he been less oh-
stinately desirous of remaining whee
he had been born.
“You can’t stay there, if that’s what
you are trying to figure out,” Loddon
said brutally. “The taxes are heavy
und you have some outstanding debts.
My accomnt, for instance. Sell it ans
live in Italy is my advice.” He yawned
rudely.
Peter Milman's question turned his
red face a deeper hue.
“Have you always hated
don?”
The lawyer did not answer imme-
diately. Tltis hate of his was a com-
plex thing less the result of a deep
injury than of a thousand envies, He
me, Lod-
“Have You Always Hated Me, Lod-
don?”
had always resented Milman's dis-
criminations when social functions
were still a part of his life. It is true
that he had dined many times in the
Milman house, but his wife had never
been asked there. He came to under-
stand in the end that he was asked be-
cause Peter Milman found it a less
tedious business than going to Lod-
don’s office.
It was this fancied slight to his wife
which most angered the lawyer. She
was a social climber, and the magic of
the Milman name was a tradition in
New York. Her husband, ashamed of
his obscure origin, had claimed to have
been at school with Peter Milman, and
Mrs. Loddon felt that, were he to in-
sist, she could be a guest in the en-
vied home. .
Loddon hated Milman because, de-
spite his unwise boasting, he knew he
had never convinced Milman of his
importance.
“Always,” he said slowly, with a
rush of relief at being at last able to
voice his emotions. *“Yes, I hated you
when my father drove you to school
and I couldn't get either inside with
you or on the box with him. I've
hated you for your friends and the
way vou've expected me to come when
you felt like calling.” Loddon laughed
sneeringly. “But that’s all done with.
I'm on top and only pity you now.”
“I think I prefer the former emo-
tion,” Milman murmured.
“In future,” Loddon said majestical-
ly, “I shall have too many big things
to attend to to have time for you. I'll
turn your affairs over to my managing
clerk.”
“Thank you,” Milman said, rising.
“I shall not come again. Send in your
bill at once. You have been loyal to
our interests, and that is why we em-
ploved you.” Peter Milman passed
over the Loddon outburst of hate as
though it had not interested him.
Herman Loddon watched him depart
with the feeling that his triumph had
not been as assured as he could have
wished. He had won no look of fear
EXD OF OO O35 &X
THE PATTON COURIER
he Recluse of Fifth Avenue
| or apprehension from the man he
hated. Perhaps, after all, there was
something about men like Milman
different from him. Then the thought
of his two millions reassured him and
he lumbered to the window and
watched his former client cross the
road. The great limousine opposite
would presently take Herman Loddon
to his lavishly appointed apartment,
where he would dine largely. He ple-
tured Mllman's solitary and dismal
meal, There would not be many more
for him in the family home on Lower
Fifth avenue. The Patrician age was
gone.
Peter Milman reached his home
without encountering anyone who
knew him. Fashionable New York
with her residences and clubs had
long passed on her northward way.
Those’ few houses which, like his own,
were still owned by their builders’
families, were mostly unoccupied save
for a few weeks in the year. With
these people Milman had now nothing
in common. He had rejected their
overtures, They spoke of him with
pity, almost with contempt. A legend
of eccentricity grew up about him and
presently gave way to rumors of men-
tal deterioration.
Sneed, who concerned himself great-
lv with the sudden change in his em-
ployer's habits, saw him return with
obvious relief. Sneed had read the
papers and realized the extent of
Hazen Brewer's troubles, He wished
he dared ask Mr. Milman if he, too,
were badly hit. Peter Milman's face
told him nothing. Nor was his cus-
tomary manner changed.
“I am going over the upper rooms
after luncheon,” sald Milman. “Please
see that they are in order.”
The upper rooms, It was In these
spacious chambers that the old fur-
niture was stored about which experts
raved, The six rooms were arranged
as a museum. Milman moved from
piece to piece. Everything had Its
definite association. He stopped be-
fore an Eighteenth century card table
covered with sealskin. On this table,
in 1745, a Peter Milman had lost a
thousand pounds on a cut of cards
with a blue-blood of South Carolina.
Those six chairs, called “banister-
backed by their creator, Heppel-
white, had been made to order for a
Milman.
There was one room devoted to the
Dutch furniture that had come to the
Milmans from a marriage with a Van
Sluyter heiress. Peter Milman bent
down to look at a Dutch church stool
which a Van Sluyter servant had car-
ried to a place of worship two hun-
dred years before. It was black In
color, and on one side bore a picture
of the Last Judgment and some ap-
propriate verses.
“IT don’t read Dutch” Milman ob-
served, “but I remembered the trans-
lation. Listen, Sneed, it may do you
good.”
“Certainly, sir,” said Sneed respect-
fully.
“The Judgment of God is now prepared;
there is still time, leave unwis-
dom.
The pious will be separated from the
wicked. God's wisdom encircles
the Universe.”
“Very true, Mr, Peter, sir,” said
Sneed. There was a-ook on his em-
ployer’s face that he did not under-
something hard and ruthless.
are some of the wicked I
much like to separate
from the pious without waiting for
post-mortem judgments. T am not sure
that such an act would not be a logical
stand,
“There
should very
way of acquiring merit. I take It,
Sneed, that in your essence you are
law-abiding 7"
“Always,” said Sneed with con-
scious rectitude. ‘In that respect, Mr.
Peter, I'm like you.”
“A very admirable frame of mind,”
said Milman.
Sneed had rarely known him com-
ment on any of the exhibits before.
To day it seemed he had a word for
everything.
“On this settle with folding candle-
stick,” he observed, “Benjamin Mil-
man fell asleep in the Revolutionary
war and was captured by a red-coat
major, who gave him liberty owing to
his pretty skill on a six-string bass
viol. The viol is in the next room.
These three mahogany pieces,” he
said, pausing before a six-legged high
case of drawers, “once belonged to
the man whom Aaron Burr speaks of
‘as my friend Hamilton whom [
killed.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
XXXL TT XX TeX TT
Song Composed Under Stress of Loneliness
Some persons assert that John How-
ard Payne wrote his wonder song,
“Home Sweet Home,” while in a debt-
ors’ prison. Others say he wrote it
at a time when he was penniless and
homeless, stranded in London. Payne,
however, leaves behind him the state-
ment that he was a fairly successful
playwright, with a good
money and excellent prospects ahead
when he wrote the song. He did ad-
mit that he was somewhat depressed
at the time he peaned the words, but
he attributes his depression to a dull
merry crowds passing his
window as he sat and watched them.
He was lonesome, Being a
er, he had strayed far from home, hut
at times he had memories of the days
le spent in happy childhood with a
mother he adored in a humble cottage
at Easthampton, L. k The tune he
adapted from a song he had heard a
peasant girl singing to herself in the
October day,
supply of.
wander- |
flelds of Italy while he was visiting
that country. After writing the words,
he jotted down a semblance of the
tune he had heard in Italy and sent
the suggestion to the composer, Harry
E. Bishop, who produced the air that
s0 admirably fits the words.—Kansas
City Star.
Folly of Fashion
“So great was the weight of the
elaborately padded garments worn by
men in England during the relgn of |
Henry the Eighth,” points out Fred- |
erick Tisdale In &n article in Liberty, |
“that a bench was built along. the |
house of parliament so the fainting |
dandies could rest their mattressed |
thighs.” |
Out of Yellowstone park's total area
of 3,348 square miles, each American |
1
citizen ewns an area 30 feet square.
| cut into halves. On
|
TY | ana serve.
i
(®), 1927, Western Newspaper Union.)
Save a little of thy income and
thy hidebound pocket will soon
begin to thrive and thou wilt never
cry again with an empty stomach,
neither will creditors insult thee,
nor want oppress. nor hunger bite,
nor nakedness freeze thee. The
whole hemisphere will shine bright-
er, and pleasure spring up in every
corner of thy heart.—Benjamin
Franklin,
USEFUL HINTS
“A pint is a pound the world
around” for a good many of our
staples.
The measuring sched-
ule of weights and pro-
portions puzzle us at
times and a table of the
most-used staples will be
helpful :
A pint of granulated
sugar equals a pound.
A pint of brown sugar,
moist, equals 13 ounces.
A pint of maple sugar
| equals 17 ounces.
A pint of graham flour equals 8
ounces.
ounces or one pound.
A pint of grated
equals nine ounces.
A pint of seeded
ounces.
A pint of dried currants equals 10
ounces,
bread crumbs
raisins equals 9
|
! 'A pint of dried hominy equals 13
| ounces.
| The whites of 8 ordinary eggs will
| fi fill one cup.
Nine large eggs (hen's eggs) will
weigh one pound.
Two level tablespoonfuls of butter
equal an ounce.
Eight liquid ounces equal one cup.
equal an ounce.
A pint of rice equals 15 ounces.
An ounce of granulated sugar equals
two tablespoonfuls.
Three tablespoonfuls of cornstarch
equal an ounce,
Three tablespoonfuls
choclate equal an ounce,
Four tablespoonfuls of coffee equal
an ounce,
Soak mildewed linen in buttermilk;
after an hour, .prinkle with salt and
lay in the sun. Repeat until the spot
is removed.
To clean
dressed kind, in
of grated
white chamois or the un-
fact any kind of kid
gloves, use flour dampened with gaso-
line, washing and rubbing the soiled
spots, Put the gioves on the hands
and wash just as one does the hands.
Rinse in ¢ry clean flour and hang on
the line out of doors to air.
Underwear makes the finest
of cleaning and dust cloths. A nice
dish cloth, soft and large enough, may
be made from two small salt sacks
sewed together.
kind
Wash white silk gloves in naptha
soap and water, rinse in bluing water
and hang in the shade to dry; they
will look like new.
Make aprons from the backs and
two fronts of men's shirts, The
smaller pieces can be used for pockets
and holders.
When opening a can of pineapple
for ®alad, use a slice for cabbage
salad.
Everyday Foods.
When the warm days come,
one languid, get out for a brisk walk,
filling the lun gs
with good fresh
air, cut down on
the protein foods,
and eat plentiful-
ly of fruits and
green vegetables,
That tired feeling
is npature’s way
of telling us that our blood is clogged
which it is un-
leaving
with too much waste,
able to dispose of. House cleaning
should begin on and in the body.
Stop stoking the furnace and clean
out the ashes.
Brown Nut Bread.—Take two cup-
fuls of graham flour, one cupful of
wheat flour, one-half cupful of mo-
lasses, one tablespoonful of sugar, one
teaspoonful of soda, one-half teaspoon-
fui of salt, one cupful of raisins, one-
und one-half cupfuls of walnut meats;
mix well and bake in a moderate’ oven.
Scalloped Fish.—Pick any leftover
cooked fish into bits, carefully remov-
ing all bones. Take a pint of milk,
adé a slice of onion, a sprig of pars-
ley minced fine, two tablespoonfuls of
butter and the cornstarch
mixed with a little cold milk, salt and
pepper to taste, Cook all together
same of
until smooth and well cooked.
L.ucullus Sauce.—Beat one-half cup-
ful of heavy cream until stiff, add
three tablespoonfuls of mayonnaise
dressing, two tablespoonfuls each of
horseradish (grated), vinegar, one
teaspoonful of “made mustard, one-
half teaspoonful of salt and a bit of
cayenne,
Tomato Salad.—If the tomatoes are
large, cut into t
ick slices;
each slice or half,
heap a teaspoonful each of celery and
cucumber; cut into fine pieces; add a
bit of minced onion with a
spoonful of thick mayonnaise. Dash
over the top a sprinkling of paprika
and top
faring mr
The KITCIAEN
EIN
if small, |
Two ‘tablespoonfuls of sale equal |
an ounce,
Four level tablespoonfuls of flour
A pint of wheat flour equals 8 |
ounces,
A pint of corn meal equals 10
ounces,
A pint of soft butter equals 16
=o (rezk
wis GRAHAM ‘BONNER.
COPYRIGHT BY WISTEEN NIWSPASHS
THE CHIPMUNKS’ FORTS
“] am going to tell you,” said Daddy,
“a winter-time story, and maybe that |
will make us feel cooler on such a hot,
hot summer night.”
“] think the thought of snow and
fce is a quite cool, pleasant one,” said
Nancy.
“All right, then we're all
about the winter story.
“The gray squirrels
snow fort—of course
winter!
“It had all
real fort.
had
this was last
low, secret tunnel through the snow,
by which
without being seen.
“In the center of the fort {here were
plenty of fine, round snowballs in
readiness for a battle which
hoped would take pluce any moment,
and there were holes in the fort 50 ,
they could see their enemy.
“Now all they
emy. And soon the chipmunks, upon
seeing the snow fort of the gray squir-
also, and so they set to work,
“This was just what the gray
squirrels wanted, and they were de-
lighted watching the chipmunks’ snow
fort being bullt.
“The gray squirrels tried to watch
build their secret tunnel.
“The chipmunks were very
not to let the gray squirrels find out.
“When the fort was built
They Set to Work.
squirrels hadn't the faintest
where the tunnel could be.
eral, who was a big, fat squirrel, over
to the chipmunks’ fort.
“He carried a snowball on a stick,
which meant a flag of peace until
the real battle was declared.
“I've come to see,’ said
squirrel general in a loud, sharp voice,
‘if you'd like to fight.
“A. fat chipmunk, who
general,
and said:
“We'd love to fight.
“As the gray squirrel general was
about to leave the chipmunk called
after him:
“ ‘What will we fight about?
“‘Ob, we'll fight about land, said
the gray squirrel, ‘If you win you'll
own our fort, and if we win we'll own
yours.’
“The gray squirrel general returned
to his fort to say that war was de
clared, and they were all so6 glad to
hear the good news that they
squeaked with delight.
“At three the battle commenced.
Such a furious battle as it was!
“The snowballs went back and forth
from one fort to the other, and such
screaming and excitement you never
did hear.
“For over an hour the battle raged,
and as neither side seemed to be get-
ting much ahead they climbed on top
of their forts and threw the snowballs
from there.
“But neither fort was strong enmigh
was
called off,
the world.”
Add Kiddyisms
Little Marjorie was in an
shop with her mother
“See the beautiful picture on
bowl." said the kind lady clerk
“Will it come off?” inquired Mar.
jorie.
“Oh, no. IN
plained the lady.
“Well, sister's face is hand-painted
—and it comes off.”
antique
this
is hand-painted.” ex-
Twins With a Spare
Pobby was out taking a
day when he came across
a haby carriage. fanning back to his
mother he shouted: “Oh. mother,
come quick ang see the twins with a
wulk one
triplets in
spare.”
Homesick for the Stork
Charles’ tiny new sister spent much
of her time crying. Standing by her
bassinet watching her one
he said: “Dn you
tonthache, or i»
stork 7”
morning,
‘spose she has the
homesick for the
built a |
wanted was the en- |
rels, determined they would build one
careful |
the gray
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“Well, that's an idea,” said Nick. i
“Yes, it's that much any way,” said |
Daddy.
agreed |
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the fortifications of a |
It was beautifully. banked |
all the way around, and there was a |
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