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THE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT
Friday, May 5, 1922
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cried.
“And I do reud lots—at
And then I told It— ill about the
like to see Aunt Jane with one of , didn’t have to live with him any name, and said the idea of being would feel—when It was too late.
home.”
more, and I said so to Aunt Jane, called Mary by Father and Marie by
But even with all this to meditate ! girls, Stella Mayhew, Carrie, and
Mother’s tens In her parlor!
"At—home?"
I can’t see as Father has changed (He was a cross man, and very stern, Mother, and that ’twas just like Dr. on. It was an awfully long time com­ how they acted, and what they said
I knew, then, of course, that I’d
much
if any these last two weeks. He as everybody knew.) But, dear suz Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. (That's a story, ing noon; and they didn't call me ' about my being Dr. Jekyll and Mr.
( made another awful break. There
still
doesn't
pay much of any attention me! Aunt Jane was awfully shocked, Carrie says. I’m going to read it. If down to dinner even then. Aunt Jane 1 Hyde because I was a Mary and a
■ wasn't any smile around Father’s eyes
and said certainly not; that she Father’s got it. If there ever was sent up two pieces of bread without
’ now, and ills lips came together hard to me, though I do find him looking at meant Mr. Darling had left his wife a another Mary and Marie all in one in any butter and a glass of water. How Marie, aud (jje tce-creum, and the
parties they had to give up If they
me sometimes, just as If he was trying
und thin over that last word.
great deal of money.
the world I want to know what she like Aunt Jane—making even my dln- went with me. And I know I was cry-
to
make
up
his
mind
about
something.
“At—at my home,” I stammered. “I
Then she talked very stern and sol­ did.) But Carrie says the poking fun ner a sin to meditate on! Only she ing so I could hardly speak, before I
He doesn’t say hardly anything to me,
mean, my other home.”
emn to me, and said that I must not at me didn’t make muc« difference would call It my sin, and I would call finished; and Father was on his feet
"Humph!” grunted Father. Then, only once or twice when he got to think just because my poor dear fa­ with the girls, so Stella tried some­ It hers.
trumping up and down the room mut­
after a minute: "But why, pray, can't usklng questions again about Boston ther’s married life hud ended in such thing else. She not only wouldn’t
Well, after dinner Father sent for tering something under his breath, and
you read here? I'm sure there are— and Mother.
The last time I told him all about a wretched tragedy that every other speak to me herself, or Invite me, or me to come down to the library. So looking—oh, I can't begin to tell how
books enough.” He flourished his
I knew then, of course, that Aunt Jane
hands toward the bookcases all Mr. Harlow, and he was so Interested! home had such a skeleton in the anything, but she told all the girls had told him. I didn’t know but she he looked. But it was awful.
By Eleanor H. Porter
that they couldn’t go with her and
I just happened to mention his name, closet.
“And so that’s why I wish,” I fin­
around the room.
I grew stem and dignified and sol­ me, too. That they might take their would wait until night. Father usu­ ished chokingly, “that it would hurry
“Oh, I do—a little; but, you see, and he wanted to know right away If
dp
I’m so afruid I’ll leave some of them It was Mr. Carl Harlow, and If I knew emn then. I knew, of course, what choice. And Carrie said some of them ally spends his hour after dinner up and be a year, so Mother could get
she mehnt I’m no child. She meant did choose and stayed with me; but reading In the library and mustn’t be married.”
out when I’m through, •* ” I explained.
Mother. She meant that Mother, my they lost all the good times and ice­ disturbed. But evidently today Aunt
"Married!" Like a flash he turned
Illuttrationi by
“Well, what of it? What If you do?"
dear blessed mother, was the skeleton cream and parties and rides and ev­ Jane thought I was more consequence and stopped short, staring at me.
he demanded.
CRc H. Living tone
in their closet. And of course I wasn’t erything; and so one by one they than his reading. Anyhow, she told
I
"Why, yes," I explained; “for If she
"Why, Futherl” I tried to show by
going to stand there and hear that, dropped me and went back to Stella, him, and he sent for me.
did get married, she wouldn’t be di­
the way I said It that he knew—of
My 1 but I hated to go! Fathers and vorced any longer, would she?”
and not say a word.
and now there wasn’t anybody left,
course he knew. But he made me tell
Aunt
Janes are two different propo­
only
her,
Carrie.
And
then
she
began
But he wouldn’t answer. With a
But
I
didn
’
t
say
just
a
word.
I
him right out that Aunt June wouldn't
sitions. Fathers have more rights queer little noise in bls throat he
suld a good many words. I won’t try to cry.
like it, and that the books always had
I to be kept exactly where they be-
And when she stopped speaking, and and privileges, of course, Everybody turned again and began to walk up
to put them all down here; but I told
•YNOP8I8
and down, up and down, until I thought
her quietly, in a firm voice, and with I knew all, and saw her crying there knows that.
! longed.
Well, I went Into the library, Fa­ for a minute he’d forgotten I was
PREFACE.—'Mary Marls" explains her
no temper (showing), that I guessed before me, and thought of my dear
"Well,
why
not?
Why
shouldn
’
t
rant "double personality" and just
Father was just as much of a skele­ blessed mother, I was so angry I ther stood with his back to the il re- there. But he hadn't For after a
Aren’t books down there—In
she Is a "cross-current and u oontra- they ?
while he stopped aguln right in front
on;" she also tells her reasons for
ton In Mother's closet us she was In could scarcely speak, I just shook
they
Boston
—
kept
where
belong,
writing ths diary—later to be a novel. The
of me.
his; and that if she could see how with righteous indignation, And in
pray?"
otaty Is ootniuenced at Anderson villa
“So your mother la thinking of get­
I>erfectly happy my mother was now my most superb, haughty and disdain­
It wns the first time since I’d come
_ CHAPTER L—Mary begins with Nurse that he'd ever mentioned Boston; and
ting married,” he said In a voice so
ful
manner
I
told Carrie Heywood to
she
’
d
understand
a
little
of
what
my
•arah s account of her (Mary's) birth.
queer it sounded us If it had come
father’s skeleton had done to her all dry her tears; that she needn’t trouble
Which seemingly Interested her fattier,
I almost jumped out of my chair when
from away off somewhere.
Who I m a famous astronomer, less than a
those years she’d had to live with it herself any further, nor worry about
I heard him. But I soon saw It wasn’t
•tar which was discovered the same
But I shook my head and said no,
going to be the last, for right then
nlaht
Her name is a compromise, her
I said a lot more, but before I’d got losing any more Ice-cream nor parties.
of course; and that I was very sure she
mdthar wanted to call her Viola and her und there he began to question me,
That
I
would
hereto
declare
our
half
finished
with
what
I
wanted
to
UUiet insisting on Ahlsall Jane.
The
wouldn’t till her year was up, and
child quickly learm*d thvt her home was even worse than Au t Jane had.
say, I got to crying, so I just had to friendship null and void, and this day
m Mmi wav different from thoss of her
even then I didn't know which she’d
set my hand and seal to never speak
He wanted to know everything,
run out of the room.
•mall friends, and was pjstled thereat.
take, so I couldn’t tell for sure any­
Nurse Sarah tells her of her mother's ar­
everything; all about the house, with
That night I heard Aunt Jane tell to her again, if she liked, and consid­
thing about it. But I hoped she’d take
rival at Andersonville as a bride and how
ered
that
necessary
to
keeping
the
ac
­
its
cushions
and
cozy
corners
and
cur
­
Mrs.
Darling
that
the
worst
feature
astonished they all were at the sight of
one of them, so she wouldn't be dl-
quaintance
of
the
precious
Stella.
tains ’way up, and books left around
the dainty eighteen-year old girl whom
of the whole deplorable situation was
vorced uuy longer.
tb^m. professor had chosen for a
eusy to get, aud magazines, and Baby
But she cried all the more at that,
the effect on the child's mind, and the
Father turned, and began to
Lesten, and the fun we had romping
wretched conception it gave her of the and flung herself upon me, and, of
walk up and down again, with his
CIHAPTEH u.—ContlnuSig her story,
with
film,
and
everything.
Only,
of
too
—
and
you
course,
I
began
to
cry,
sacredness
of
the
marriage
tie,
or
Furse Sarah makes It plain why the
hands In his pockets; and I didn’t
course, I didn’t mention Mother. Aunt
household seemed a stranse one to the
something like that. And Mrs. Darling can't stay superb and haughty and
know whether to go away or to stay,
child and howher father and mother
June bud told me not to—not any­
all
the
time
disdainful
when
you
’
re
sighed,
and
said,
oh,
and
ah,
and
the
drifted apart through misunderstanding,
and I suppose I'd have been there now
where; and to be specially careful
each too proud to In any way attempt to
trying to hunt up a handkerchief to
pity of It.
if Aunt Jane hadn’t suddenly appeared
smooth over the situation.
fore Father. But what can you
tears
that
are
cours-
wipe
away
the
Mrs.
Darling,
I don't like
In the library doorway.
when
he
uslts
you
himself,
right
Of course. as I said before, Mrs. Ing down your wan cheeks. And of
CHAPTER HI.—Mary tells of the time
"Charles, If Mary is going to school
plain?
And
that's
what
he
did.
spent
out west” where the "perfectly
Darling could be my new mother, be- course I didn't, We had a real good
at all today It is high time she was-
all right and genteel and respectable"
his
feet,
tramping
He'd
been
up
on
cry
together,
and
vowed
we
loved
Ing
a
widow,
so.
But,
mercy
!
I
hope
divorce was being arranged for, and her
starting," she said. But Father didn't
up and down the room all the time I Do Find Him Looking at Me Some­ she won’t. I’d rather have Miss each other better than ever, and no­
mother's (to her) unacountable behavior
seem to hear, He was still tramping
By the court's decree the ohlld Is to spend
I'd
been talking; and now, all of a
times,
Just as If He Was Trying to Orace Ann than her, and I shouldn’t body could come between us, not
six months of ths year with her mother
up and down the room, his hands in
sudden, he wheels around aud stope
Make Up His Mind About Something. be crazy about having Miss Grace Ann. even bringing a chocolate-fudge-marsb-
U1 six months with her father
Boston
his pockets.
Is Mother’s home, and she and .Mary
short.
mallow
college
ice
—
which
we
both
leave Andersonville for that city to spend
Well, I guess there’s nothing more
“Charles!” Aunt Jane raised her
"How Is—your mother, Mary?” he whether Mother had ever known him
the first six month*.
adore, But I told her that she would
voice and spoke again. “I said If Mary
asks. And it was just as If he'd before. And of course I told him right to write. Things at school are just be all right, just the same, for of
CHAPTER IV.—At Boston Mary be-
Is going to school at all today It Is
opened the door to another room, he away that It was—the same one she the same, only more so. The girls are course I should never step my foot
rconi-»» ‘Marls.” She la dsllghted with her
high time she was starting.”
sw home, so different from the gloomy
had such u whole lot of questions to was engaged to before she was en­ getting so they act almost as bad ns Inside of that schoolhouse again. That
ouau at Andersonville
The number of
those down to Boston In the school
“Eh? What?” If you'll believe it,
ask after that. And when he'd fin­ gaged to him.
gentlemen who call on her mother loads
Father looked funny and kind of where I went before I changed. Of I couldn’t, out of respect to Mother.
that man looked as dazed_
as _ if _____
he’d
her to speculate on the possibility of a
ished he knew everything; what time
new father
She classes the callers as
grunted and said, yes, yes, he knew. course, maybe it’s the divorce here, That I should tell Aunt Jane that to-
never even heard of my going to *
we
got
up
and
went
to
bed,
and
what
prnspsetlve suitors," finally deciding the
morrow
morning,
There
Isn
’
t
any
same as It wag there. But I don’t see
school.
Then suddenly his face
choice le to be between “the violinist"
we did all day, and the parties and Then he suld, "That
and a Mr. Harlow. A conversation she
how It can be that here. Why, they’ve other school here, so they can’t send I Went Into the Library. Father Stood changed. “Oh, yes, to be sure, Well,
dinners und auto rides, and the folks And he began to read
overhears between her mother and Mr.
me anywhere else, But it’s ’mogt time
But he never turned a page, and It known It from the very first!
Harlow convinces hur that It wUl not be
that came such a lot to see Mother.
With His Back to the Fireplace and er— Mary is not going to school to­
for school to close, anyway, There
that gentleman, and "to violinist" seems
wasn't five minutes before he got up
day,” he said. Then he looked at his
Oh,
dear
suz
me!
How
I
do
wish
Hie Hands in His Pockets.
Then
all
of
a
sudden
he
stopped
—
so .??
likely man. Mrs Anderson re-
wutch, and without another word
asking questions, I mean. He stopped and walked around the room, picking I could see Mother tonight and have are only two weeks more.
eelvea a latter from "Aunt Abigail Ander­
But I don’t think that will make Any place anti his hands In his pockets. strode Into the hall, got his hat, and
son, her former husband’« msUf whl, *•
lust as suddenly as he'd begun. Why. out books from the bookcases and put­ her take me in her arms and kiss me.
keeping house for him, reminding her tn*!
He was plainly angry at being dis­ left the house, leaving Aunt Jane and
"Miry 1* expected at Andersonville for
’ wns right In the middle of telling ting them right buck. Then he turned I’m so tired of being Mary 'way off difference to Aunt Jane. It's the prin­
. - • - .K.-- * *
* *
to me and asked with a kind of of- up here where nobody cares or wants ciple of the thing, It’s always the turbed. Anybody could see that. He me staring into each other’s faces.
n-
**"■
months she is to
» —
uuout a ^«ucert for cnarlty we got up course-i-u^f1 ^care air:
principle of the thing with Aunt Jane. hegOD speaking at once, the minute I
fathsr.
But I didn’t stay much longer than
father.
Her mother Is distressed, but
me.
baa no alternative, and "Marte" dapsrta
just before I came away, and how
"Did you say you Sftw quite a little
Even Father doesn't want me, not She'll be very angry, I know. Maybe got into the room—very cold and dig­ Father did. I strode In to the hall, too,
for Andersonville
Mother had practiced for days and
by Aunt Jane. But I didn t leave the
really want me. I know he doesn’t I she’ll send me home, Oh, I hope she nified.
duys with the young man who played of—this Harlow fellow?”
“
Mary,
your
aunt
tells
me
you
have
house.
I came up here to my own
CttApT'atl V.—At Andersonville Aunt
will
I
But he did care, t know he did. He don’t see why he keeps me, only I
Jane meets her at the station.
Her fa­
the violin, when all of a' sudden Fa­
Well, I shall tell her tomorrow, any­ been disobedient and disrespectful to room; and ever since I’ve been writ­
was
real
Interested,
t
could
86C
that
suppose
he'd
be
ashamed
not
to
take
ther le away somewhere, studying nn f
her. Have you anything to say?”
ing it all down In my book.
eclipse of the moon
Marie—"Mary" I ther jerked his watch from his pocket
he was. And so I told him everything, me his six months as long as the way. Then—we’ll see.
now- Instinctively compares Aunt Jane,
and Huld:
Of course, I don’t know now what's
I
shook
tny
head
and
said,
"No,
sir.
”
all
about
how
he
came
there
|o
the
court
gave
me
to
him
for
that
time.
prim and severe, with her liesutlfi.l, dainty
"There, there. Mary, it’s getting
ONE DAY LATER.
What could I say? Old folks ask going to happen next. But I wish you
mother, much to the former’s disadvan­
teas,
and
sent
her
flowers
and
candy,
tage
Aunt Jane disapproves of ths dain­
late.
You’ve talked enough—too
And, dear, dear, what a day it has such senseless questions, sometimes. could have seen Aunt Jane’s face when
and was getting a divorce himself, and ANOTHER TWO WEEK« LATER.
ty clothes which the child Is wearing, and
much. Now go to bed. Good night.”
Naturally I wasn’t going to say I had Father said I wasn’t going to school
replaces them with "serviceable" serges
beet!
I
’
m
*o
uugry
I
can
banUy
write,
anti
what
he
said
on
the
sofa
that
day,
and
an<1 thick-coled shoes Her father arrives I
Tnlked too much, Indeed I And
been
disrespectful and disobedient today! I don’t believe she’s sure yet"
this
morning.
8he
was
I
told
her
how
Mother
answered.
As
I
said,
I
at
the
same
time
I
’
m
so
angry
I
’
ve
home and seenui surprised to see her. The
who'd been milking me do all the
child soon begins to notice that the girls
very angry, She said at first: “Non- when I hadn’t; and of course, I that she heard aright—though she
told
him
everything,
only
i
was
care
­
Ju*t
got
to
write.
I
can
’
t
talk.
There
at school seam to avoid tier
Her father
talking, I should like to know? But,
sense, Mary, don't be Impertinent Of couldn't say I hadn't been when Aunt didn’t try to stop me, or even speak
appears Interested In the life Mrs, An­ 1
of course, I couldn’t say anything. ful not to call Mr. Harlow a proapec- Isn’t auybody to talk to; and I’ve got course you’ll go to school!' I" and all Jane said I had. That would be just when I left and came upstairs. But
derson leads at Boston and asks many
tlve
suitor,
of
coursa.
I
remembered
to
tall
somebody.
Bo
I
’
m
going
to
tell
Tliat’s the unfair part of It. Old folks
questions tn
ft queer manner whlnn
that kind of talk. But I kept my tem­ like saying Aunt Jane lied, So, of I just know she's keeping up a power­
ironies Mary,
rthe finds out that her
van say anything, anything they want too well what Aunt Hattie had said, It here.
schoolmates do not associate with her
per. I did not act angry. I was sim­ course, I had nothing to say. And I ful thinking.
say anything whan I
Father
didn't
I
’
ve
found
out
now
what
’
s
the
mat
­
to to you, but you can’t say a thing
on account of her parents being divorced,
For that matter, so am I. What Is
got through. He just got up and left tar with th* girls—you know, I said ply firm and dignified. And when she said so.
and she refuces to attend school. Angry
buck to them—not a thing.
“But she jays you refused to go going to happen next? Have I got to
at first, Mr Anderson, when he learns
the room, and pretty quick I saw him there was something the matter with saw I really meant what I said, and
go to school tomorrow? But then, of
•hs resSon for her determination, dertdas
And so I went to bed. And the crossing the lawn to the observatory.
them; that they acted queer and that I would not step my foot inside back to school, Mary,” said Father course. I shan’t do that Besides, I
that she need not go. He will hear her
next day all that Father said to me
lessons
In Aunt Jane’s and her father’s
I guess tliare aren't any prospective stoppad talking when I came up, and that schoolroom again—that it was a then.
don't believe Father’ll ask me to, aft­
absence Mary dresses In the pretty clothes
was. "Good-mprnlng, Mary,” aud suitors here. I menu, I guess Father
"Yes, sir."
matter of conscience with me—that I
she brought from Boston and plays the
er what I said about Mother. He didn’t
“Good night,” just ns he had ever isn’t a prospective suitor—anyhow, faded away till there wasn't anybody did not think It was right for me to
refused
’
"Then
you
did
liveliest bines she knows on the little-
like that—what those girls said—any
used piano
Then, overcome by her lone­
since I came, And that's ull he's salt! not yet. (Of course, it’s the man that but me left.
"Yes, sir,”
someness. she Indulges in a crying spell
Wall, it's been getting worse and do It, she simply stared for a minute,
yesterday and today. But he's looked lias to be suitor.) He doesn't go any­
“Well, you may go and tell her now, better than I did. I’m sure of that.
as
If
she
couldn
’
t
beWeve
her
eyes
and
which her father’s unexpected sppear-
at me a lot, I know, because at meal- where, only over to the college and worse. The girls have had parties, ears. Then she gasped:
hfic* Interrupts
She gobs out the story
please, that you are sorry, and that Why, he looked simply furious, But
of her unhappiness, and In a clumsy way
there Isn’t any other school here that
times and others, when he’s been In out to the observatory. I’ye watched and more und more often the girls
"Mary, what do you mean by such you will go to school this afternoon. I can be sent to, and—
he comforts her
After that he apiMtars
have stopped talking aud have looked
the room with me, I've looked up and
to desire to make her stay more pleasant.
And he turned
so to see. I wanted specially to know, queer when I came up. We got up a talk to me? Do you think I shall per­ You may go now.'
Her mother writes asking that Mary be
But what's the use? I might sur-
fouud hts eyes on hie. Funny, Isn't It?
for of course if he was being a pro­ secret society and called it the “Tooy mit this sort of thing to go on for a to the table and picked up his book. mlse and speculate all day and
allowed to come to Boston for the begin­ I
I
not
ning of the school term, and Mr Ander­
I
didn't
go.
of
course.
I
just
stood
spective suitor to any one. she’d be Ten," and I was going to be Its presi­ moment?”
son consents, though from an espressinn I TWO WEEKS LATER
come anywhere near the truth. I must
there
twisting
my
handkerchief
In
my
my new mother, maybe. Aud I’m go­
hs lets fall Mary beltevss he le sorry she I
I thought then site was going to
Well, I don't know as I have any­ ing to be awfully particular about any dent. Then all of a sudden one day
Is going
fingers; and, of course, right away he await—what the night will bring forth,
I
as they say In really truly novels.
I fouud there wasn't any Tony Ten- send me home, Oh, I did so hope she saw me. He had sat down then.
thing very special to say. Still, I sup­ new mother coming Into the house.
me
pose I ought to. write something; so
only darrie Heywood and me. The was. But she didn't. She sent
de-
“
Mary,
didn't
you
hear
me?"
he
A whole lot more, even, <le;>emls on other eight had formed another soci­ to my room.
FOUR DAYS LATER
«■ » A
I’ll put down what little there is.
fa- manded.
“You will stay there until
Of course, there doesn't so much mothers than on fathers, you know; ety and Stella Mayhew wns their
“Yes, sir, but—Father, I can't go
And what did the night bring forth?
ther comes home this noon,”
hnpi>en here, anyway, as there does at and If you’re going to have one all president.
back to that school,” I choked. And I Yes, what did it brli^! Verily It
ready-made
thrust
upon
you,
you
are
“
This
Is
a
matter
for
him
to
settle.
’
’
home—I mean In Boston. (I must stop
I told Currie we wouldn’t <ure; that
brought forth one thing I thought noth­
Father! And I never .’-.en-thought began to cry.
calling It home down to Boston as If sort of anxious to know what kind we'd Just change it and call it the
"But I tell you that you must"
ing ever could have brought forth.
Is.
Some
way,
I
don't
think
I'd
this wasn't home at all. It makes Aunt she
"Tony Two;” aud that two was a lot of her going to him with it. She was
I shook my head.
It was like this.
like a new mother even ns well as I'd more exclusive than ten, anyway. But always tellinganie never to bother Fa­
don't
June
very,
very
angry,
and
I
Carefully
“
I
can
’
t.
”
That
night At the supper table Aunt
and
I
don
’
t
believe
a
new
father;
like
But,
ther
with
Anything,
and
I
krlew
she
<0 lad
think Fattier likes it very well.)
I did cure, and C'ltrrie did. I knew
"Do you mean that you defy. me as Ji^'e Tleared her throat in the I-ara-
cylindrical
I’d like him very well.
him
anything
about
ns
I
wns
saying,
there
really
doesn
’
t
didn
’
t
usually
ask
she
did.
And
I
km»w
It
better
now
carton
Of course, there are quite a lot of because Inst night—she told me. You me. She settled everything herself. you did your Aunt Jane this morn­ determlned-I-wlll-apeak kind of a way
so much happen here ns there does
inauro»
abaoluta
down tn Boston; and It Isn't nearly so ladles here that Father could have. see things have been getting simply But this—and The very thing I didn't ing?—that you refuse to go back to that she always uses when she speaks
sanitation.
to Father. (Aunt Jane doesn't ta'ff-
interesting. But, there! I suppose I There are several pretty teachers In unbearable these last few days, nnd want her to ask him, too. But of school ?”
to -Father much more than Mother
"Yes, sir."
mustn't expect It to be interesting. I'm the schools, and some nice unmarried It got so It looked as If I wasn’t even course I couldn’t help myself, That’s
For a minute he sat and stared at used to.)
ladles in the church. Ant! there's going to have Carrie left. She began the trouble. Youth Is so helpless In
Mnr.v now, not Marie.
me Just as Aunt Jane had done; then
“Charles," she began.
There aren’t any teas and dinners Miss I'arniella Suow. She's l'rofessor to act queer and I accused her of IL the clutches of old age.
he lifted hfs head nnd threw hack his
Father hnd an astronomy paper he-
Snow's
sister.
She
wears
glasses
and
nud pretty Indies nnd music nnd soul­
Well. I went to my room. Aunt shoulders as if he was throwing off n
and told her If she didn’t want to be-
side his plate, ami he wns so busy
ful eyed prospective suitors here. My! Is terribly learned. Maybe he would lonu' to the Tony Two she needn’t. Jane told me to meditate on my sins.
heavy weight.-
reading he didn't hear, so Aunt Jane
Wouldn't Aunt Jane have four tits? like her. But. Mercy! I shouldn’t.
That I didn’t care: that I'd be a secret But I didn't, I meditated on other
“Come, come, Mary.” he said stern­ had to speak again—a little louder
Then there's Miss Grace Ann San­ society all by myself. But I cried, people's sins, I didn't have any to
And Father, too. But I’d Just like to
put otie of Mother’s tens with the little born. She's fat, und awfully jolly. I couldn't help crying; and she knew meditate on. Was It a sin. pray, for ly. "I am not a patient man. and my this time.
Grocers
i-nki-s and flowers und talk nnd tink­ She comes here a lot lately to tee I did—car*, Then she began to cry; me to stand up for my mother and re­ temper has reached the breaking
“Charles, I have something to say
ling luughs down In Aunt Julie's par­ Aunt Jane. I don’t know why. They mid ttslav, after «-hou I, we went to fuse to associate with people who point. You will go back to school and, to you."
Recommend
you will go now. I mean that. Mary.”
lor mid then watch what happened. don’t belong to the same church, or walk up on the hill to
“Eh? What? Oh—er—yes. Well,
wouldn't associate with me on account
Albers
"But. Father. I can’t." I choked; and Jane, what is It?" Father was looking
Oh, of isiiirse. the |utrty couldn’t stand anything. But she "runs over," as and there—she told nw
of her? I guess not!
I
guess
there
was
something
tn
my
It long not In there with the hnlr she calls It, almost every afternoon the divorce.
I meditated on Stella Mayhew and face this time that made even him see. up with his I’ll be-patient-lf-lt-kllls-uie
Quality
the
wreath mid the cottln plnte. But they just a little before dinner—I mean
air, and with his forefinger down on
that Stella Mayhew— her mother, and on those silly, faith­
And
It
’
s
all
stared for a minute. his paper to keep his place.
could stand It long enough for Father supper.
hotcakes
Iler mother found out less girls that thought more of Ice­ For again he Just
the
new
girl.
to thunder from the library, "June,
Mrs. Darling used to come then, too, I wns divorced (I mean Mother was) cream soda than they did of justice and then said:
1
of the
As It anybody could talk to a per­
what In Heaven* nnme Is the mean­ when 1 first came; but she comes
“Mary, what In the world does this son who’s simply tolerating you Ml
and right to their fellow schoolmate.
und
she
told
Stella
not
to
play
with
West
ing of nil tills?” And for Aunt Jane to over evenings now more. Maylw it’s
mean? Why can’t you go back? Have a minute like that, wtth his forefinger
give on* Itsik nt the kind of clothes because she doesn't like Miss Grace me, nor speak to me, nor have a thing And I meditated on Aunt lane and you been—expelled?"
much
as
a
holding on to what he w.-.nts to tend
her
never
giving
jne
so
to
do
with
in*.
And
I
said
to
Carrie,
rent folks wear, mid tlien tier with Ann. I don't think she doos like her,
“Oh, no, sir."
to! Why, I actually found myself
And
I
medl-
single
kiss
since
I
came,
nil
right!
Who
eared?
I
didn't.
That
tier Ionols to her ear* and her eyes up- for every time she saw her. she'd say:
“Then you tnian you won't
being sorry for Aunt Jane. *
Father
liked
I
never
had
liked
that
Mayhew
gtrl
tated
on
how
much
better
The Eternal Triangle
riilsed to the ceiling. Wouldn't it be “Oh. you? Bo you're here!" and
anyway. But Carrie said that wasn't stars and comets than he did his own hock."
She cleared her throat again.
A
fun?
pretty quick she'd get up and go, And all. She said Stella had got to be daughter; and I meditated on what a
“1 mean I can’t—on account of
“It is understood, of course, that
man
But, there! What'« the use of Imag- now she comes evenings. She’s lig­ feal (»optilar before I came; that her
cruel, heartless world this la. anyway, Mother."
Mary Is to go to school tomorrow
and a
tnlllR perfectly crasy. Impossible Ing over her house, and she runs and folks had lots of money, and she al­ and what 11 pity It was that 1. so fair
1 wouldn’t have said It if I hadn't morning, I suppose." she said.
maid In ,
things like that? We haven't had a asks Aunt Jane's advice about every
had to. I didn't want to tell him. hu>
love. They
"Why. of course. >>f course," began
thing here In that ;>arlor since I came little thing She asks Father's, too. ways had candy and could treut to and young, should have found It out I knew from the very first
that I d Father Impatiently,rtooklng
got married
but one missionary meeting mid one every chance she gets, when she s ee n Ice-cream and auto rides, and every , so soon—right on the bank, as it were have to tell him before I got
down at
through his paper “Of course she'll go to—"
with her was sure of " good time.! or where that brook and river meet.
Ladles' Aid Sewing circle; und after Idiu In the hall or on the front steps. body
and they live
She had parties, too—U>tx of them;I And I wondered. If I did if anybody I could see It In his face And so, now.
the lust one (the sewing circle) Aunt I heard her tell Aunt Jane she condd
he stopped suddenly. A complete
happily for one
Jane worked a whole day picking ered Professor Anderson a man of and of course, all the girls and boy» would care; and I thought how beau­ wtth his eyes blazing as he Jumped al­ change came to his face, He grew
or two years. Then
tiful aud pathetic I would look In my most out of his chair and exclaimed : reds then white, His eyes sort of
like«! that.
threads off the carpet, and ■nnmth- moot excellent taste and judgment.
they drift apart as
Well, when I came everything »a- coflin with my llly-whlta bands folded “Your mother!” I let It out and got flushed.
Ing down the linen covers becauae
School?" he said then. '•
people sometimes have
I suppose Mrs Darling could be my
And I new mother. She's a widow. Her hue­ all right till Stella's mother fourni on my breast. And I hoped they'd It over ns soon as possible.
they'd got so mussed up.
a hard, decided voice. “Oh. no; Mary
been known to do tn the
"I mean, co account of Mother— Is not going to school tomorrow morn­
heard her tell the hired girl that «he hand died lest year She Is very well out about the divorce, and then—well have the funeral In the daytime, be­
course of time . Wife faela
First cause If It was at nighttime Father'd that not for yoa. or Aunt Jane, or tag-” He looked down to his paper
■houldn't have that eewlng circle here off now that her husband la deed, I then thing« were different.
neglected and husband sulks
again In a hurry, and when «he did heard Aunt Jane say one day. She Stella contented herself with making be sure to have a star or something to anybody win I go back to that schoo( and began to reed again. For him tbs,
It's the psychological moment
have them they'd have to cow In the meant well off In money—quite a lot fen of mo. Chrrle said. She laughed keep him from coming And I wast­ and associate with folks that woa't subject was very evidently closed. But
for a third party to appear and
dining romu with • sheet spread down I of it. you know I thought she meant at ths serge <lrease« and big hmael) ed him to etna*. I wanted bias to feel uMoclatu with me • ea account of t»e Aunt Jane It wee not closed.
no oomplote thia eternal triangle
to catch the threete Mj I hut 1 would , weU a* keanusa he vm dead and ate ahses. and than she bagaa on my bad; and I meditated en bow tad bn Motkov *
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