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Synthetic Gentleman
By Charming Pollock
Copyright, Channing Poll'
WXU Service.
SYNOPSIS
The Duke, a pleasant, likable youth
of twenty-three, jobless and broke, en
ters an unoccupied summer home in
Southampton, seeking shelter from a
terrific rain storm. He makes himself
at home. Six years ago his father had
died in China, leaving the lad, Harry
Gilbert, to fltfht his way back to the
States. He did not recollect ever hav-
ln« had a mother-. Dozing at the fire
side. he is startled by the arrival of a
butler. Willetts; a chauffeur, Kvans; a
cook and a maid. He learns that the
son of the owner of the house, Jack
Kidder, whom the servants had never
seen, is expected. He decides to bluff
It out. His supposed parents have left
for Germany. Next morning he is given
a letter for his '‘mother.” He opens it
and finds a message from the real Jack,
saying he could not come, and returning
a hundred-dollar hill The boy s father
had pensioned him into obscurity. Har
ry pockets the money, intending to re
turn it later. He orders Kvans to take
film to Montauk, intending to disappear
there.
CHAPTER I—Continued
—3—
"Twin Bays Golf Chili,” replied thf
gentleman. "Its only about throe mi Int
uit tills road."
Sill*
I
Kiri naked.
And before Barry could reply,
went on; "Your man (old me
thought 1 recognized the car."
"John Bidder's son!” exclaimed the
white haired gentleman. "Well, I am
surprised ! So you’ve made It up with
your father, have you? You must have
heard him speak of me. I’m Judge
Hnmhldge.”
Cor a moment, Barry considered dis
claiming Ids bogus Identity. But what
was the use? He could see Kvans’
listening ears through the half-open
window between them and the driver’s
seat, and he wanted to get to .Mon
tank l’oint.
* "Not Judge Curtis liambldge?” he
said, omitting to add that lie had seen
the name In yesterday's newspaper.
"The same," replied the Judge.
"Your father and I are—well, we've
known each other since he came down
to Southampton, three years ago. Tills
Is my daughter, I’nlrlcla. Pat, for
short, though it lakes courage to call
her that.”
He laughed.
Patricia looked straight ahead.
"Where Is your father?”
*'On his way to Bad Nauheim.”
"That heart of his, eh? Always
told him it would cut up again some
day." He leaned forward, and wound
up the window behind Kvans’ ears.
"Well, I'm glad you two got together
at Inst. It’s been killing your mother.
She spoke to me ahum it—privately.
Pat and 1 are the only people in South
ampton who know that John Bidder’s
got a son. He wouldn't mention It,
and wouldn’t let anyone else mention
It. 1 tried. ‘I couldn’t act that way
to a hoy of mine,' 1 said; ‘no matter
what he did. Flat on Ids uppers,
somewhere in Florida, and you in a
big empty house on Long Island.’
1 suppose you're going to spend the
season here, now."
"I don’t know—yet,” answered the
Duke.
"Well, I would. This is your chance.
Make good, and the old man'll he
ashamed of himself when he comes
hack. Haven't got a Job, anywhere,
have you?”
’•I’ll hot h
said the girl.
She had been taking him
the corner of her eye, and now she
paid him this compliment with a quiet
scorn that was as subtle as her per
fume.
‘T had a Job a few months ago,"
observed the Duke.
"What happened?”—with a disarm
ing smile. "Did they want you to
work?”
"You're being very rude, my dear,”
the Judge admonished. “The truth
Is that Patricia's rather fed up on our
young men. And she's heard a few-
pretty wild stories about you."
They had reached the club now.
"(Jet Judge Uambidge's car run
ning,” the Duke Inst ructed Evans,
"and then you and Bates get some
thing to eat, and bring both cars back
here.”
"Not later than two o'clock,” said
the Judge.
A moment afterward, he was writ
ing “John Clarke Bidder, Jr„ in the
guest-book.
“You’ve got me nil wrong,” Barry-
told the girl In the green dress. “I’m
not exactly a rich man's son.”
"No?” said the girl. "That’s nice!”
She was rude. And extremely beau
tiful. "Hard-boiled,” thought the
dances wonderfully,”
• lit of
•’Well,”
the Duke
suggested.
"If
you're In
a hurry, w
iy don’t
yoi
let
me take
you there?
Then E\
an**
and
I can come hack, anil have
aru
ther
try at tills. If Evans can't
do
any-
thing, IT
send a un
chanlc from
t lie
village.”
‘‘That’s
very kind
of you,
hut
I’ve
a better
Idea. You
say you
're
liun-
gr.v, too.
Why don’t
you lm
cli
with
us, ami
leave your
man to
do
the
rest?”
"Swell !
’ said the
Duke.
“K\
a ns,
drive us
o the Twin
Buys (fi
•If (
'luh.
and then
come hack
o tills j
oh."
"You k
now what ii
• do, Ita
les,’
lie
continued
to Ills llll
ii. "Co
me
on;
let’s get
n!’’
Barry t
timed round
to look
for
the
girl In Hi
“ green dress. She iv
IS w
hls-
poring to
Evans, the
fiber Kid
■* of
the
stalled ca
r.
As thej
strolled ii
> the ri
mil:
"You’re
Mr. Kidder,
aren't y
Oil?’
the
CHAPTER II
Well, of all the mad resolutions!
“I’m going to wind up in prison,"
reflected the Duke. "And, as a good
many wiser men have done, on ac
count of a girl.”
“A snip of a girl, at that!”
lie grinned at that.
Where was lie going to get flan
nels? Or even a clean shirt? How
could lie hope to get away with this
for a whole week? “Let’s think It
out quietly. Papa and Mama are safe
in Bail Nauheim. Probably for a
couple of months. The real John Bid
dor Isn’t coming to Southampton.”
“Stop at (lie railway station,” he
instructed the chauffeur. “I’ve got to
see about my bag.”
But, oddly enough, the hag hadn’t
arrived.
“A big tan-leather suit case?”
echoed the baggage-master. You’re go
ing to have a hard time locating it,
unless you can find your check.”
“Must have dropped it from my
pocket when I pulled out my railway
ticket on the train,” His Grace told
Willetts at dinner. Willetts had been
very apologetic about sending the mas
ter away for lunch. “It's cook, sir.
She's new, and, what with tlie kitchen
all upside down—”
"Don't worry," Interrupted the Duke.
"I had a capital time. But what are
we going to do about clothes, Wil
letts?”
"Well," the butler responded, "there s
your father's tailor, sir. Crowell, on
Fifty-first street. Just east of the Ave
nue. You could start an account
there, sir. And Mr. Bidder Senior
gets his haberdashery at Bartlett’s,
and his shoes at Kennedy’s."
“All tlmt takes time,” Barry object
ed, “and I'm going out to dinner next
Thursday. And Thursday's five days
off. I haven’t a shirt to my back,
Willetts, or anything else but my fa
ther's purple pyjamas.”
Willetts’ face brightened.
"If you cau wear those, sir, I don’t
see why you can't wear Mr. Bidder’s
linen—in an emergency, sir. There’s
a whole high-boy full of It in your
closet, sir. And he’s got a. dozen sum
mer suits In that cedar chest.”
"Flannels, too?”
“Oh, plenty of flannels,” answered
Duke. “There's one lady I’d like to
tame.”
Together, they strollpd through the
wide Colonial foyer of the club, and
Into Its white and deserted dining
room.
"Early yet,” commented the Judge.
“Southampton doesn’t get going be
fore the end of June. Pleasant club,
though. We’re opening our house next
week. Just ran down today to have
the water turned on, and nil that sort
of thing. How’s your place? Still
got Willetts?”
“Yes."
“Good servant, Willetts. Your fa
ther lays him off all winter, and goes
to live In a hotel, but Willetts comes
back every spring. How about a lit
tle salmon salad, Mr. Bidder?"
"Salmon salad — with mayonnaise,
please.”
lit* smiled, remembering yesterday’s
hot-dog at Huntington.
"Bather a coincidence, meeting you
here," tie said. “I’d Just seen your
name in The Globe.”
The Judge’s brow clouded.
"Yes. Your father’s newspaper.
They say I’m a Tammany Judge, rob
bing the peepul.”
"It’s always easy to work up ex
citement about the under-dog,” Pa
tricia cut In. “As though It really
mattered what happened to the under
dog.”
“Yon don’t like rich men’s sons,”
the Duke remarked, "and you don’t
like under-dogs. Just whom do you
like, Miss liambldge?"
"People who make their way."
"Can’t you feel sorry for people who
don’t ?”
"Not very," she admitted, frankly.
“Nobody does. Most of us pretend to.
I don't know why. They’re merely
the brake on civilization. They don't
count. Civilization does,”
The hard-boiled minx!
“I suppose you’ll he keeping bache
lor’s hall most of the summer,” sug
gested the Judge. “The Nauheim treat
ment Is eight weeks, I believe. Well,
you’ll have to make yourself at home
with us. I'm a widower, and away
a good part of the time, so you and
Patricia can fight tilings out on the
tennis court." He glanced at his
watch. "We'll lie down for good the
first of next week. How about din
ing with us Thursday?”
“Please do," smiled the girl.
“I should be delighted,” said the
Duke.
"At eight? Don't dress. We wear
flannels most of Hie time out here."
‘‘Flannels it Is," said the Duke.
Purring softly, ns though nothing
bail ever been wrong with Its vitals,
the Judge’s ear drew up to the steps.
“Until Thursday, then, and thank
you for the lift. I'm mighty glad to
have met John Bidder’s hoy."
"I'm glad, too,” added Patricia, glv
ing him her hand. “Maybe I’ll learn
to like rich men’s sons.”
"Or under-dogs.”
"That sounds a little more Improb
able,” said tlie girl.
They drove away.
Evans’ humor seemed to have lm
proved with luncheon.
"Montauk Point?” he asked, holding
open the car door.
"No," the Duke answered. ‘Tve
changed my mind about Montauk
Point. Some other day. I think we’ll
go home now.”
WUletta. "And golf trousers. They’re
sure to fit.”
Both men smiled.
Wonderful what a smile would do
His own broad grin undoubtedly ex
plained the friendliness of the but
ler, and he himself had fallen victim
to the same upturning of a pair of
carmlned lips. He had resented Pa
tricia liambldge whole-heartedly un
til she smiled. He still resented her,
but he knew exactly how many day?
It was to Thursday.
The case against Evans was that hr
never smiled.
“What's the matter with Evans?"
asked the Duke, using his fork on a
morsel of sweetbread sous cloche.
"Matter, sir?”
"He seems morose,” said the Duke.
“The fact is, Evans' wife is very 11),
sir.”
"In Patchogue?”
"Yes, sir. We left her there. That’s
what made us late last night.”
“Go on.”
"That’s about all, sir. Mrs. Evans
has been ill some time. It's a kind
of anemia, sir. Evans didn’t want to
leave her. When he found he was
coming out here—only yesterday, sir
—he asked Mr. Bidder if lie could
bring Mrs. Evans. There’s quite a
big room over the garage. And Mr.
Bidder said, ‘No.’ He’s —well, he’s
firm, Mr. Bidder Is. I guess you know
that, sir. And then Evans decided to
put tier up in the village for a few
days. But she was taken bad at
Patchogue, sir, and we had to leave
her at a hotel. Evans was a good
deal upset. They’ve only been mar
ried a few months.”
"I see,” said the Duke.
He thought about the matter nil
through dinner.
As lie was quitting the table, "Wil
letts,” he said, "I think you’d better
tell Evans to go back to Patchogue,
and get his wife. Tonight, if she’s fit
to travel. Or tomorrow morning. M.v
father won't know anything about It,
and It seems a pity to waste that
room over the garage.”
“Yes, sir,” said Willetts. "Thank-
you, sir. Anything else I can do for
you, sir?”
He went on thinking about It be
fore the fire.
“Houses without people, and people
without houses."
Funny world!
“If 1 belonged here—’’ the Duke re
peated to himself.
"Tiie trouble with people like my
father," lie ruminated, “anil Pat, is
that they don’t know what It Is not
to have enough. They’ve never known,
or they’ve forgotten. We must’ve ex
perienced tilings to have any feeling
about them. If you see a man shot,
you’re horrified. But if you rend about
fifty thousand men killed in battle, It
doesn’t mean much to you.
"My father—”
And, suddenly, he realized that,
when he said “My father,” he was
thinking of John Clarke Bidder.
For the twentieth time since the be
ginning of tills astonishing adventure,
his mouth spread itself into that broad
grin.
"If I stayed here a month,” he re
flected, “I’d he calling the old man
‘Dad.’ Already, I’m calling the girl
I’at.’ Making myself at home—that’s
what I am. Better clear out after
dinner next Thursday. Or after
breakfast Friday. I’m simply ruining
my appetite for baked beans!”
Willetts interrupted Ills meditations.
"Evans would like to know if you’d
see him, sir.’’
“Of course. Tell him to come up.”
He had an embarrassing ten min
utes with the chauffeur—embarrass
ing, but very heart - wanning. The
surly Evans was transformed. Barry
never hail seen anyone else so grate
ful. "You must have thought 1 was
pretty grouchy this morning, sir, but
l was worried sick. I kept thinking
how the missis looked when I left
lay last night. I didn’t dare quit,
on her account. If it’d been just me,
I’d’ve starved to be with her."
“There’s likely to he an awful row
when my father gets home,” warned
the Duke.
"We can clear out before then.” Ev
ans hesitated. “The missis ought to
be all right in a few weeks. It’s won
derful, this sea air.”
"When do you want to go for her?”
“I telephoned from the village, and
the doctor thinks she’d he all right
to make the trip in the morning, sir.”
“Tell you what we’ll do,” said the
Duke. “I’ve got to go to town to get
some clothes and tilings. I’ll ride with
you to Patchogue, and take the train
there. You can bring Mrs. Evans
home, and I’ll take another train out
from New York.”
Kvans tried to speak, but without
success.
"That’s all now. You can figure what
train I get from Patchogue, and tell
Willetts. Good night.”
At the door, Evans turned.
“I’ll get square with you for this
some day,” he said, and gulped hard,
and left the room.
"Gosh,” mused the Duke; "I’d stay
a month, if I thought I could do a
few more things like that.”
Mr. Crowell was most obliging,
though a bit suspicious at first. John
Clarke Bidder Senior's blue summer
suit clung to his bogus son almost
comically, and John Clarke Bidder
Senior’s shirt was choking him. “You
made these togs for my father,” th<
Duke remarked, “and I put ’em or
this morning because I’ve Just coin*
up from Florida, and lost my bag
gage en route. I’ve got to have a suL
by next Thursday. Can it be done?’
"I’m afraid not.”
"Can you make a pair of flacnns !
trousers by then?”
“I think so.”
'"Go to it,” said the Duke.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
S UNDAY I
chool Lesson
By REV P. B FITZWATEk D. D„
Member of Faculty, Moody Bible
Institute of Chicago.
© Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for April 5
JESUS INVITES ALL PEOPLE
LESSON TEXT—Luke 14:15-24.
GOLDEN TEXT—Come; for all things
are now ready.—Luke 14:17.
PRIMARY TOPIC—How Jesus Kept
the Sabbath.
JUNIOR TOPIC—A Great Invitation.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR
TOPIC—The Excuses We Make
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT
TOPIC—Our Response to Christ's Invi
tation.
In this chapter Luke pictures Jesus
freely mingling with his fellowmen In
worship and social intercourse. While
thus freely mingling with his fellow-
men, he was aware of their inner hos
tility to him and set forth under the
parable of the great supper the sinful
folly of men who reject his gracious
offer of salvation.
I. The Great Supper (v. 16).
This great supper represents God’s
gracious provision of salvation through
the vicarious atonement of Jesus
Christ. Christ himself declared that
lie was the bread of life. As bread is
to the physical body, so is Jesus Christ
to the soul. It is called a supper hi*
cause it is the last meal of the day.
Jesus Christ’s sacrificial death is God's
last effort for the salvation of men.
The one who misses supper goes hun
gry through the night; the one who
neglects and' rejects the gracious offer
of salvation in Jesus Christ shall for
ever perish. It is a great supper be
cause its provision was made in the
counsels of the eternal Godhead. It
was wrought out by the Son of God
and avails for the salvation of all
races and kindred and tongues. There
is no one whose sinful condition de
bars him from this precious feast.
II. The Gracious and Urgent Invita
tion (vv. 16, 17).
These words, "Come; for all things
are now ready,” reveal the attitude of
God toward a sinning race. Truly it
is not the will of God that any should
perish, but that all should come to re
pentance. His servants have been go
ing up and down the world for thou
sands of years saying to men dead in
trespasses and sins, perishing for want
of the bread of life, “Come; for all
things are now ready.” God is never
behind time. There is absolutely noth
ing lacking in his provision for needy
souls. The only thing demanded of
the hungry and dying world is that it
accept his urgent invitation. Man’s
responsibility is to receive Jesus
Christ. All who accept his invitation
are assured of a welcome at his table.
III. Men’s Attitude Toward God’s
Gracious Invitation (vv. 18-20).
“They all with one accord began to
make excuse.” They feigned a willing
ness to come, but their excuses showed
that they were completely absorbed In
selfish interests and, therefore, disre
garded the invitation of the divine
Host. This is a vivid picture of the
reception which men are everywhere
Saving the gospel.
1. The first one was taken up with
the buying of land. On this account
he begged to be excused. Supper time
is a poor time to go to see a piece of
ground. Besides, he had already
bought the ground and, therefore, he
was under no necessity of going to see
it at supper time.
2. The second man desired to be ex
cused in order that he might test a
yoke of oxen which he had bought.
Supper time is not a proper time to
test oxen. Then, too, he had already
bought them; therefore, there was no
urgency in testing them.
3. The third excuse was perhaps the
flimsiest of all. In all probability liis
wife would have been glad to accom
pany him. Tt is to be noted that the
excuses made are plausible, as they
concern tilings that are right in them
selves. It is right for a man to have
land, have oxen, and live with a wife,
but when these legitimate interests
crowd out God and the things of the,
Spirit, they are to be ignored.
IV. Guests From the Highways and
Hedges (vv. ‘-H-24L
1. The anger of the master of the
Tiouse (v. 21). It should not be for
gotten that God, while great in mercy,
is capable of anger toward those who
reject his mercy. It is a great mistake
to remove anger from the character
of God. To reject his mercy exposes
to His fierce anger.
2. The Lord’s house filled (vv. 21-
23). The places of the very ones who
were first bidden were filled with other
guests, some of them poor and helpless,
from the lanes and streets of the city
and others the vagrants f*-om the high
ways.
3. The awful condition of those first
bidden (v. 24). The master of the
house declares that none of them shall
taste of his supper. Since the supper
represents the free grace and merey
of Jesus Christ, to refuse him is to be
eternally deprived of the high privilege
of sitting at the Master’s table.
Why We Are Lonely
Loneliness is often our own fault.
We have not brought others enough
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others by making too many claims up
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Property is a house with a few
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other things than Just their sorrow.
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The armies of 1914 had more than
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It is thus a safe deduction and pre
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The more one reflects upon the pres
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rying.—B. H. Liddell Hart in Cur
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