Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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TEE OLD KENT ROAD 53 THE SIMMONDSES BEDECK THEMSELVES IN FINE ARRAY with a deep velvet collar adorned his rotund figure. Sarah was wearing a Cheapside creation — a bonnet containing the favorite flowers of all nations impartially. Her new shot silk dress, too, swished and flaunted with a good deal of manner. Both were carrying bundles, many of them, no doubt, the containers of aristocratic insignia. One was opened, and gifts brought forth for the gaping children : a jumping-jack for Joey, a doll for Jenny, a cricket bat and ball for Tom, and so on thru the list. For Sue, her fond mother had bought a French scarf, which had traveled all the way from the looms of Nottingham. After the supper things were cleared away, Bill took out gingerly from its velvet couch a most marvelous meerschaum pipe, carved after the German fashion, and proceeded to bestow it on himself, with the air of one born to esoteric luxuries. Some tobacco, at a shilling the ounce, followed* it; a pair of morocco slippers sought an unfamiliar place by the hearth. As whiffs of Arcadian smoke arose from the rocker, Mr. Gethings, totally unprepared for such things, entered,