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¿MARY
¿MARIE
Ivan Donaldson, Mgr. Tillamook, Ore.
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‘By Eleanor H. Porter
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PREFACE!—'Mary Marie” explains her
apparent “double personality” and just
why she is a “cross-current and a contra
diction;” she also tolls her reasons for
writing ths diary—later to be a novel. The
diary is commenced at Andersonville.
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CHAPTER I.—Mary begins with Nursa
Sarah's account of her (Mary’s) birth,
which seemingly Interested her father,
who Is a famous astronomer, less than a
Mw star which was discovered the same
night. Her name la a compromise, her
mother wanted to call her viola and her
father Instating on Abigail Jane. The
child quickly learned that her home was
in some way different from those of her
small friends, and was puzzled thereat
Nurse isiah tells her of her mother’s ar
i rival at Andersonville as a bride and how
astonished they all were at the sight of
the dainty elghteen-year old girl whom
the sedate professor had chosen for a
wife.
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CHAPTER III.- Mary tells of the time
spent "out west” where the "perfectly
all right and genteel and respectable"
divorce was being arranged for, and her
mothor’B Ito her) unacountable behavior.
By the court's decree the child Is to spend
six months of the year with tier mother
and six months with her father Boston
ta Mother's home, and she and Mary
leave Andersonville tor that city to spend
the first six months.
CHAPTER IV.—At Boston Mary be
comes "Mario." She Is delighted with her
new home, so different from the gloomy
house at Andersonville. The number of
gentlemen who call on her mother leads
her to speculate on the possibility of a
new father. She classes the caners as
"prospective suitors," llnally deciding the
choice la to be between “the violinist”
and a Mr. Harlow. A conversation she
overhears between her mother and Mr.
Harlow convinces her that It will not be
that gentleman, and “to violinist" seems
to he the likely man Mrs Anderson re
ceives a letter from "Aunt Abigail Ander
son, her former husband's sister, whl Is
keeping house for him. reminding her that
"Mary" Is expected at Andersonville for
the six months she Is to spend with her
father. Her mother Is distressed, but
has ns alternative, and "Marie” departs
tor Andersonville.
CHAPTER V.—At Andersonville Aunt
Jane moots her at the station. Her fa
ther Is away somewhere studying an
ecllpso of the moon.
Marls—"Mary”
now Instlnctlvsly compares Aunt Jane,
prim and savers, with her beautiful, dainty
mother, much to the former's dlsadvan
lags Aunt Jane disapproves of the dain
ty clothes which the child Is wearing, and
repiiM.se thspi with "serviceable" serges
and thick-coled shoes Her fathor arrives
home and seams surprised to sea her. The
child soon boglns to notice that ths girls
at school seem to avoid her Her father
appeal's Interested In the life Mrs. An
derson lea'la at Boston and asks many
questions In a queer manner which
pussies Mary, rtha finds out that her
schoolmates do not associate with her
on account of her parents being divorced,
and she refuses to nt tend school. Angry
at drat. Mr Anderson, whan he learns
the reason fer her determination, decides
that she need not go Ha wlU hear her
lessons Tn Aunt Jane's and her father's
absence Mary dresses In the pretty clothes
she brought from Boston and plays the
liveliest tunas she knows, on (he little-
used piano Then, overcome by her lone
aomeneea. she Indulges In a crying spell
which her father’s unexpected appear
ance Interrupts She soba out the story
of her unhappiness, and In a cliunqy way
he comforts her
After that he isppears
tn desire to make her stay more pleasant
Her mother writes asking that Mary be
allowed to coma to Boston for the begin
ning of the arhool term, and Mr Ander
son consents, though from an expression
he lets fall Mary believes he Is sorrv she
Is going
played th« violin, an«T wliat was his
name, and how old wai be, nnd did I
like hint And then, right In the mid
dle of some question, or rather, right
In tlm middle of some answer I whs
giving hlui, he would suddenly remem
ber he was hearing my lessons. And
he would say, "Come. come. Mary,
what lias this to do with your les-
sons?"
Just as If I was to blame I (But,
then, we women ninny« "el the I.’rune,
I notice.) And then he’d attend strict
ly to the books for maybe five whole
minutes—before he asked another
question shout that party, or the vlo-
llnlst.
haven’t
Naturally
the
lessons
amounted to much, as you can Imagine.
Rut the term was nearly finished, any
way ; and my real school Is tn Boston,
of course.
I It’s vacation now. I do hope that
will amouut to something 1
AUGUST FIRST.
It hasn't, so far—I mean vacation.
Really, what a world of disappoint-
tnent thia Is! How on earth I’m go-
lug to stand being Mary for three
months more I don’t know. But I’ve
got to. I suppose. I’ve been here May.
June, and July; and that leaves Au
gust. September, and October yet to
come. And when I think of Mother
and Boston and Marie, and the darling
good times down there where you’re
really wanted. I am simply ernay
If Father wanted me. really wanted
me. I wouldn’t care a bit I'd be will
ing to be Mary six whole months. Yea.
I'd be glad to. But he doesn't. I'm
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built.
milk
Hat here by order of the court. And
But he didn’t step one side. Wg
"Bure It to I An* I do be thlskln’ the Senday school. Beeidea, 1 could reach
what can you do when you’re noth Wtdder Dartin' to a heap fender ef for bias myself, as I knew him well, asked more questions, one right after
ing but a daughter by order ef the Mias Jane now than she would hare having teen and talked with him al another.
court!
"Are you siek, Mary!"
been bad poor dear Mr. Dartin' lived 1” most every day for a long while, when
Since the lessons have stopped,
I shook my bead.
And she chuckled again, and so did he came to the house.
But nothing I could say seemed to
Father’s gone back to his "Good-morn- Susie, And then, all of a sudden, I
“Did you hurt yourself!"
Ing, Mary.' »» axid “Good-night,” «nd knew, It was Father Mrs. Darling have the least effect upon her at all,
I shook my head again.
_
nothing else, day in and day out. wanted. They came here to see him. only to make her angrier and angrier,
"It isn't—your mother—you haven’t ■ I
Lately he’s got so he hangs around They wanted to marry him. As if I if anything. In fact I think she had bad news from her?"
r-
the house an awful lot, too, so I can’t didn't know what Susie and Bridget showed^ great deal of temper for a
And then I blurted It out vvfthout
Christian woman about a fellow Chris thinking—without thinking at all what I
even do the things I did the first of meant I I'm no child I
the month. I mean that I’d been play-
I was saying: “No, no—but I wish I I
But ail this doesn't make Father tian In her own church.
But she wouldn’t let me go to the had, I wish I had; 'cause then I could I
Ing some on the piano, along at the like them. I’m nut sure but it makes
first, after school closed. Aunt Jane him dislike them. Anyhow, he won't picnic; and not only that, but I think go to her, and go away from here'" I B
was out In the garden a lot, and have anything to do with them. He she changed grocers, for Mr. Living The minute I’d said It I knew what I’d I
Father out to the observatory, so I always runs away over to the observa stone hasn’t been here for a long time, said, and bow awful It sounded; and I
s
Just reveled in piano-playing till I tory, or somewhere, and won’t see and when I asked Susie where he was clapped my fingers to my lips. But ’t I
found almost every time I did it that them; and I've heard him say things she looked funny, and said we weren’t was too late. It’s always too late
he* had come buck, and was In the about them to Aunt Jane, too—words getting our groceries where Mr. Liv when you've once said it. So I just I
library with the door open,
so I that sound all right, but that don’t ingstone worked any longer.
waited for him to thunder out his 1
Well, of course, that ended that. anger; for, of course, I thought hsJE
don’t dare to play now.
mean what they say, and everybody
And there isn't a blessed thing to knows they don’t. So, as I saifl before, And there hasn’t been any other since. would thunder In rage and righteous*
do. Oh, I have to sew an hour, and I don’t see any chance of Father's hav That's why I say my love story doesn’t indignation.
now I have to weed an hour, too; ing u love story to help out this book seem to be getting along very well.
But he didn’t. Instead, very quietly I re
Naturally, when It gets noised around and gently he said:
and Aunt Jane tried to have me learn —not right away, anyhow.
to cook; but Susie (In the kitchen)
"Are you so unhappy, then, Mary— E
As for my love story—I don’t see town that your Aunt Jane won’t let
flatly refused to have me "messing any chance‘of thnt’s beginning, either. you go anywhere with a young mau, here!”
™
around,” so Aunt Jane had to give Yet, seems as if there ought to be the or let a young man come to see you,
And I looked at him, and his eyes
that up. Susie's the one person Aunt beginning of It by this time—I'm going or even walk home with you after the and his mouth and his whole face
Jane’s afraid of. you see. She always on fifteen. Oh, there have been be first time—why, the young men aren’t weren’t angry at all. They were Just
threatens to leave If anything goes ginnings, lots of them—only Aunt going to do very much toward making sorry, actually sorry. And somehow,
across her wishes. So Aunt Jane lias Jane wouldn’t let them go on and be your daily life Into a love story.
before I knew it, I was crying agaim
to be careful. I heard her tell Mrs. endings, though I told her good and
and Father, with his arm around mU
TWO
WEEKS
LATER.
Small next door that good hired girls plain that I thought it perfectly all
with his arm around me! think of
were awfully scarce in Andersonville.
right; and I reminded her about the
A queer thing happened last night. that I—was leading me to the sofa.
As I said before, If only there was brook and river meeting where I stood, It was like this:
And I cried and cried there, with my |
somebody here that wanted me. But and all that.
I think I said before what an aw head on the arm of (he sofa, till I’d
there isn’t. Of course Father doesn’t
But I couldn’t make her see it at fully stupid time Mary Is having of it, made a big tear spot on the linen
That goes without saying. And Aunt all. She said, “Stuff and nonsense”— and how I couldn’t play now, or make cover; and I wondered If it would dry
Jane doesn’t. That goes, too, without and when Aunt Jane says both stuff any noise, ’cause Father has taken to up before Aunt Jane saw It, or if it
saying. Carrie Heywood has gone and nonsense I know there's nothing
hanging around the house so much. would change color or leak through to
away for all summer, so I can’t have doing. (Oh, dear, that’s slang! Aunt Well, listen what happened:
the red plush underneath, or some
even her, and of course, I wouldn’t Jane says she does wish I would
Yesterday Aunt Jane went to spend other dreadful thing. And then, sortie
associate with any of the other girls, eliminate the slung from my vocabu the day with her best friend, She way, I found myself telling it all over
even If they would associate with me lary. Well, I wish she'd eliminate said for me not to leave the house, as to Father—about Mary and Marie, I
—which they won’t.
some of the long words from hers. some member of the family should be mean, Just as If he wns Mother, or
That leaves only Mother’s letters, Marie said that—not Mary.)
there. She told me to sew an hour, some one I loved—I mean, some one I
They are dear, and I love them. I
Well,. Aunt Jane said stuff and non weed an hour, dust the house down loved and wasn’t afraid of; for of
don’t know what I’d do without them, sense, and that I was much too young stairs and upstairs, and read some Im course I love Father. Of course I do [
And' yet, sometimes I think maybe to run around with silly boys, You
Well, I told him everything (when I
they’re worse than If I didn't have see, Charlie Smith had walked home proving book an hour. The rest of got started there was no stopping)—
the
time
I
might
amuse
myself.
them. They make me sp homesick. from school with me twice, but I had
Amuse myself! A Jolly time I could all about how hard it was to be Mary,
and I always cry so after I get them. to stop that. And Fred Small was get
and how today I had tried to be Marie
Still, I know I Just couldn't live a ting so he was over here a lot. Aunt hnve all by myself! Even Father for Just a little while, to rest me. He
wasn’t to be home for dinner, so I
for
Mother
’
s
let-
minute If 't wasn’t
Jane stopped him. Paul Mayhew— wouldn’t have that excitement. He interrupted here, and wanted to know
ters.
yes, Puul Mayhew, Stella’s brother!— was out of town, and wns not to come if that was why I looked so different
Besides being so lonesome there’s came home with me, too, and asked home till six o’clock.
today—more as I had when I first
another thing that worries me, too ; me to go with him auto-rldlng. My.
came; and I said yes, thnt these were
It
wns
nn
awfully
hot
dny.
The
sun
and thnt is, this—what I’m writing, I how I did want to go! I wanted the
Marie things that Mary couldn't wear.l
mean. The novel. It’s getting awful ride, of course, but especially I wanted Just bent down, and there wasn’t a And when he asked, “Why, pray?” In
breath
of
nlr.
By
noon
I
was
simply
ly stupid. Nothing happens. Noth- to go because he was Mrs. Mayhew’s
crazy with my «stuffy, long-sleeved, a voice almost cross, I told him, of
Ing! Of course, if 'twas Just a story son. I Just wanted to show Mrs. May-
course, that Aunt Jane wouldn't let
I could make up things—lots of them hew! But Aunt .Wine wouldn’t let me. high-necked blue gingham dress and me; that Mary had to wear bro'%
my
great
clumpy
shoes.
It
seemed
all
—exciting, interesting things, like That’s the time she talked specially
serge and calfskin boots that were
having Mother elope with the violin about running around with silly boys. of a sudden as If I couldn’t stand it— durable, and that would wear well.
not another minute—not a single min
I
ist, and Father shoot him and fall in
And when I told him how sorry I
ute more—to be Mary, I mean. And
love with Mother all over again, or
suddenly I determined that for a while, was about the music and such a noise
else with somebody else, and shoot
Just a little while, I'd be Marie again. as I’d been making, he asked If that
that one’s lover. Or maybe somebody’d
Why couldn't I? There wasn’t any was Marie’s fault, too; and I said yes
try to shoot Father, and Pd get there
body going to be there but Just my of course—that Aunt Jane didn't liki
Just tn time to save him. Oh, I'd love
to have Mary play at all, excep
self, all day long.
that 1
I ran then upstairs to the guest hymns and funeral marches, and Mar]
But this la a real story, so, of course,
room closet where Aunt Jane had made didn’t know any. And he grunted t
I can’t put In anything only Just what
me put all my Marie dresses and queer little grunt, and said,
happens; and nothbig happens.
things when the Mary ones came. well, upon my soul, upon my
And that’s another thing. About
Well. I got out the very fluffiest, soft Then he said, “Go on." And I
the love story—I’m afraid there Isn't
est white dress there was there, and on.
going to be one. Anyway, there Isn’t
I told him how I was afraid It wai
the little white slippers and the silk
a bit of a sign of one, yet, unless It’s
stockings that I loved, and the blue going to he Just like Dr. Jekyll an<
Mother. And of course, I haven’t seen
silk sash, and the little gold locltet Mr. Hyde. (I forgot to say I’ve reat
her for three months, so I can't say
and chain that Mother gave me that it now. I found It in Father’s library,
anything about that.
Aunt Jane weuldn’t let me wear. And Of course not Just like it, only one*
Father doesn’t like ladles. I know
I dressed up. My, didn’t I dress up! me was going to be bad, and one good
he doesn’t. He always runs away from
And I Just threw those old heavy shoes I was afraid, If I didn't look out
them. But they don't run away from
and black cotton stockings Into the told film how Marie always wanted ti
him! Listen.
corner, and the blue gingham dress kick up rugs, and move the chairs ou
Quite a lot of them «all here to see
after them (though Mary went right of their sockets In the carpet, an«
Aunt Jane, and they come lots of
away and picked the dress up, and leave books around handy, and
times evenings and late afternoons,
Jiung it tn the closet, of course) ; but things. And so today it seemed
and I know now why they do It. They
I had the fun of throwing It, anyway. I'd Just got to have a vacation
come then because they think Father’ll
Oh, how good those Marie things did Mary’s hot gingham dresses
be at home at that time ;and they
And I told him
shoes. ___
feel to Mary's hot, dried flesh and clumsy _____
want to see him.
bones, and how I did dance and sing lonesome I was without anybody, no
I know It now, but I never thought
nround the room In those light little anybody; and I told about Charlii
of It till the other day when I heard
slippers! Then Susie rang the dlnuer- Smith and Raul Mayhew and Mt
our hired girl, Susie, talking about it
bell and I went down to the dining Claude Livingstone, and how Aun
with Bridget, the Smalls’ hired girl,
room feeling like a really truly young Jane wouldn't let me have them
over the fence when I was weedl
either, even If I was standing when
lady, I can tell you.
garden one day. Then I knew,
Susie Stared, of course, and said, the brook and river meet.
like this;
Father gave another funny Iltti
“My, how fine we are today 1" But I
Mrs. Darling had been over the Paul Is No Silly Boy. H«’a Old Enough didn’t mind Susie.
grunt here, and got up suddenly an«
night before as usual, and had stayed
to Get a Lioeose to Drive His Own
After dinner I went out Into the halt walked over to the window. I though
an awfully long time talking to Aunt
Car.
and I sang all over the house. Thou at first he was angry ; but he wasn't
Jane on the front piazza. Father had
I «ent. into the parlor and played He was even more gentle when hi
been there, too, awhile. She stopped But she needn't hnve. Paul Is no silly every lively thing that I could think came back and sat down again, an«
him on his way Into the house I wns boy. He's old enough to get a license of on the piano. And I sang there, he seemed Interested, very much Inter
to drive bis own car.
there and I heard her. She said:
too—silly little songs that Marie used ested In everything I told him. Rut
But It wasn’t Just because he was to sing to Lester.
“Oh, Mr. Anderson, I’m so glad I
And I tried to stopped Just In time from saying agaii
saw you I I wanted to nsk your ad- young that Aunt Jaue refused. 1 think I was really down there to Ro» how I wished I could go back to Boe
vice about selling poor dear Mr. found out afterward. It was because ton. singing to Lester; and that Moth ton; but I'm not sure but be knew
he was any kind of a tuan paying uie er was right In the next room waiting was going to say It.
Darling’s law library."
And then she went on to tell him attention. I found that out through for me.
Rut he was very ntgp nnd kind an
how she’d had an offer, but sho wasn’t Air. Claude Livingstone. Mr. Living
Then I stopped and turned around tol.l me not to worry about the musi
stone
brings
our
groceries.
He's
a
real
sure whether It wns a good one or
on the piano stool, and the room was —that he didn’t mind It at all. He'
not. And she told him how highly she young gentleman—tall, black mus- Just as still as death. And I knew been In severs! times and heard It
prized his opinion, and he wns a man tache, and lovely dark eyes. He goes I wasn't in Boston. I was there In And T thought almost, by the way 3*
of such splendid Judgment, and she to our church, and he asked me to go Andersonville. And there wasn’t any spoke, that he'd come In on purpose t<
felt so alone now with no strong man’s to the Sunday-school picnic with him. Baby Lester there, nor any mother bear It: hut I guess that '• as a nils
shoulder to lean upon, and she would I was so pleased. And I supposed, of waiting for me In the next room. And take, lie Just put It thnt way so
be so much obliged If he only would course, Aunt Jane would let me go all the fluffy white dresses and silk wouldn’t worry over It—about It1
tell her whether he considered that with him. He’s no sl'ly hoy! Besides stockings in the world wouldn’t mnke bothering him. I mean.
I knew him real well, ai>4 liked him
offer a good one or not.
He was going to say more, maybe
me Marie. I was really Just Mary,
Father hitched and aheiumed and I used to talk to him quite a lot when and I bad got to have thr«»e whole but I don't know. I Jiud to tun.
he
brought
the
groceries.
uioied nearer the door all the time she
heard Aunt Jane’s voice
the plazz
months more of It.
Rut did Aunt June let uie go! She
was talking. *nd he didn't seeui to
saying good-by to the lirey that ha
And
then
Is
«
ben
I
began
to
cry.
hear her when she pushed a chair did not. Why, ahe seemed almost
brought her home; so, of course, I ha
toward him and asked him to please more shocked than she had been over And I cried Just as hard as I’d been to run and hang Marie In the dos
singing
a
minute
before.
I
was
on
Charlie
Smith
and
Fret!
Small,
and
the
sit down and tell her what to do; that
the floor with my head In my arms on and get out Mary from the corner b
she was so alone tn the world since others.
the
piano stool when Father’s vole» fore she saw me. And I did.
"Mercy, «hildl" she exclaimed.
poor dear Mr. Darting had gone. (She
By dlnner-tiiue I bad on the gio
always calls him poor dear Mr Dar "Where In the world do you pick up came to me from the doorway.
bum dress and the hot clumsy sb
“
Mary.
Mary,
what
In
the
world
these
people
’
.
And
she
brought
out
ling now. but Susie says she didn’t
again; and I had washed my (see
when he was alive; she called him thnt "ilese people” si disagreeably! dives this mean!*’
water so I had got most °f
cold
something quite different. I wonder Why you’d think Mr. Livingstone was . I Jumped up and stood "at atten- tear spots off. I didn’t want A’
Hon.” the way you have to. of course,
a foreign Jtu lilies«», or something.
whnt it was.)
June to see them «nd ask questions.
Well, as I said. Father hltch.-d and
1 told her then quietly, and with when fathers speak to you. I couldn't course And I guess she didn’t. A
help
showing
I
had
been
crying
—
he
fidgeted, and said he didn’t know, he dignity, and with no temper (showing)
way she didn't say anything»
was sure; that she’d better take wiser that Mr. Livingstone was not a foreign had seen It Rut I tried very hard to*
Father didn’t say anything, eld
counsel than bls, and that he was very Japanese, but »»» a very nice gentle stop now. My first thought, after my
sorry. but she really must excuse him. man; and that I had not picked him startled realisation that he was there, but lie acted queer. Aunt June t
And he got through the door while he up. He catue to her own door himself was to wonder how long he had been to tell him something about the I
there—how much of all that awful slonary meeting and the heathen,
was talking Just as fast ss he could almost every day.
a greut famine that «»» raging-
himself, so that she couldn't get In a
"My own door!" exclaimed Aunt staging and banging he had hettrd.
"Yes. sir." I tried not to have my first he didn’t say anything, then
single word to keep him. Theu he Jane. And she looked absolutely
was gone.
frightened. "You mean to tell me that voice »bake as I said It; but I couldn't said. oh. yes to be sure, how tery
terestlng. and he was glad. Tir-' *
Mrs Darling stayed on the plarsa that creature has been coming here to quite help that.
two whole hours longer, but Father see you, snd I not know It!"
“What Is the meaning of this, Mary! And Aunt Jane was so disgusted,
accused him of being even more
never came out at all again.
! told her then—again quietly and Why are you crytng?"
It was the next morning that Snsle with dignity, and without temper
I shook my head. I didn’t want te sent-ndnded than usual, which «*•
said this over the back yard fence to (showing)—that be bad been coming tell him. of course; so I just stam tlrely unnecessary, she said.
But even that didn't move m”1
Bridget:
not tv see me. but in the natural pur mered oat something about being sorry
"It down beat all ho* popular this snance of his profe««l »n of ifeUverng I had disturbed him. Then I edged mite. He Juet said. yes. y*«.
house Is with the ladle»-after college grocerl«»«. And 1 said that be wn- toward the door to show him that If ly; and went on «cowling to
hours!’’
tot a creature. <»u the contrary, he he would step one side I would go and stirring bls coffee after
And Bridget chuckled and answered »»«. I was stir», an estimable your
away at «met and not bother him a»y 'rank It all up—I mean.
here It had been In the cup.
back:
■ an. lie weal to her u«n church at
’ uiger.
I dMn't know but after miP«r
(Continued next week)