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As for Mother, she gossiped about the ancient feud between the West Skipsit Universalists and Methodists, and she said "wa'n't" exactly like Mrs. Tubbs. There were other boarders at the Tubbses', and before them at supper both of the old couples maintained the gravity with which, vainly, Age always endeavors to impress Youth. Uncle Joe was crotchety, and Mrs.

Then as a doubt began to cross her own mind as to Wilford's readiness to entertain her at his house, she continued: "At any rate, the Tubbses, who moved from Silverton last fall, and who were living in such style on the Bowery, wouldn't be ashamed, and I can stop with them at first, till I see how the land lies.

At five-hundred per cent. they would make enough during three months of summer to keep them the rest of the year. If they were located on Cape Cod, perhaps they could spend the winter with the Tubbses.

It was soon over, the dishes soon washed, and by seven o'clock the Applebys and Tubbses gathered in the sacred parlor, where ordinary summerites were not welcome, where the family crayon-enlargements hung above the green plush settee from Boston, which was flanked by the teak table which Uncle Joe's Uncle Ira had brought from China, and the whale's vertebræ without which no high-caste Cape Cod household is virtuous.

The numbers, however, kept on increasing, and presently games were projected in my immediate vicinity, as though I were the centre of gravity, or the hub of the universe. The climax was reached when a young nurse, aged seven or thereabouts, with a child just on the brink of independence in her arms, came up and said "D'yer mind me leaving my baby here, while I have a game with the Tubbses?

The six of them, the Applebys, the Tubbses, and son-in-law and daughter, somewhat cramped as to space and dusty as to garments, had motored to Cotagansuit. Before them, out across the road, hung the sign: Ye Tea Shoppe. "Say, by Jiminy! let's go into that Tea Shoppy and have some eats," said Father. "My treat." "Nope, it's mine," said the Tubbses' son-in-law, hypocritically.

Helen could not tell her he would be ashamed, but Aunt Betsy knew she meant it, and with a fresh gush of tears she gave the project up entirely, telling Helen all she did not already know of her trip to New York, her visit to the opera, her staying with the Tubbses and her meeting with Mark, the best young chap she ever saw, not even excepting Morris.

"I wonder if gas suicide hurts much? "If we could only die together and neither of us be left "God wouldn't call that suicide oh, He couldn't, not when there's two people that nobody wants and they don't ask anything but just to be together. That nobody really wants my daughter don't except maybe the Tubbses. And they are so poor, too.

P.S., May not be back for some time as friend may need us." In the wreck of their fortunes the Applebys had lost their own furniture, down to the last beloved picture. They had only a suit-case and a steamer-trunk, the highly modern steamer-trunk which Father had once bought for a vacation trip to West Skipsit and the Tubbses.

Not till evening, when he got the chance to walk by himself on the beach below the gravel cliffs, did Father quite realize what his daughter had done that, with her superior manner, she had frightened the Tubbses away. Yet there was nothing to do about it. Even at her departure there was a certain difficulty, for Lulu developed a resolution to have her parents visit her at Saserkopee.