Produced by David Garcia, Emmy and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net SKIPPY BEDELLE By Owen Johnson _Lawrenceville Stories_ THE PRODIGIOUS HICKEY THE VARMINT THE TENNESSEE SHAD SKIPPY BEDELLE * * * * * STOVER AT YALE THE WASTED GENERATION BLUE BLOOD CHILDREN OF DIVORCE [Illustration: They walked in silence, oppressed by the greatness of their grief. FRONTISPIECE. _See page 279_] SKIPPY BEDELLE HIS SENTIMENTAL PROGRESS FROM THE URCHIN TO THE COMPLETE MAN OF THE WORLD BY OWEN JOHNSON WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY ERNEST FUHR [Illustration] BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1937 _Copyright, 1922_, BY OWEN JOHNSON. _All rights reserved_ PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA _To_ CHARLES HANSON TOWNE FOR AULD LANG SYNE PREFACE LIKEWISE A DECLARATION OF PRINCIPLES Until the first great disillusions of his youth, the Bedelle Foot Regulator and the Mosquito-Proof Socks, had brought a new sentimental need of consolation and understanding, Skippy Bedelle's opinion of the feminine sex had been decidedly monastic. During the first twenty-five years of their existence, he regarded them as unmitigated nuisances, and pondering on them, he often wondered at the hidden purposes of the Creator. Later they might possibly serve some purpose by marrying and adding to the world's supply of boys. In a further progress, a sort of penitential progress, they became more valuable members of society, as maiden aunts who tipped you on the quiet, and grandmothers who mitigated parental severity and knew the exquisite art of ginger snaps, crisp and brown. But before the skirted animal, which resembled but was quite unlike a man, had atoned for the error of her birth, Skippy refused to take her seriously. There were boys even younger than he who wore girls' jewelry, who wrote and received what were called "mash notes," and who flaunted these sentimentalities openly. He knew such incomprehensible males did exist. There were three on his block and he had thrashed them all soundly and been thrashed for having thrashed them, which of course convinced him in his biblical estimate that women were created for the confusion of man. Skippy's prejudice was of long root. From an early age he had been afflicted with sisters; one older and one younger, and he could find no mitigating circumstances between the sister who could hit you and could not be hit back, who never romped without pretending to howl, and the sister who put you at your ease when you had tripped over the parlor rug, by asking publicly: "John, have you washed _behind_ your ears?"