e Six
THE
TILLAMOOK
HEADLIGHT
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wasn’t any wonder she hadn't ever
heard of her. She was the wife o.
Father's third cousin who went t-
South America six years ago
caught the fever and died there,
this Mrs. Whitney isn't really any
tion of bls ut all. But he’d al«ay
known her, even before she raarri-«
I his cousin; and so, when her husban
died, and she didn't have any borne,
he asked her to come ; here.
I don’t know why Aunt
A*
away, but she's been gone
months now, they s my here.
"Zty Eleanor H. Porter
told me. Nellie is tl
hired girl—here now. (I will keep for­
getting that I’m Mary now and must
A*
use the Mary words here.)
I told .Mother that she (Cousin
Illustrations by
Grace) was quite old, but not so old
as Aunt June. And she is pretty, and
% II. Livingstone
everybody loves her. I think even
Father likes to have her around better
than he did his own sister June, for he
sometimes stays around quite a lot
now—after meals, and in the evening,
8YNOPSI8
I mean. And that's whut I told Moth­
er. Of course, he still likes his stars
PREFACE.—'Mary Marls" explains her
the best of anything, but not quite as
aoyarent "double Personality" and Just
Why she la a "croee-i urrent and a contra-
well as he used to, maybe—not to give
dictlon;" ehe als" teils her rsasons tor
all his time to them.
£ltlng ehe dlary—later tu ba s novsl The
■ry Is commsnced at Amlersonvill*.
I forgot to say that Father is going
to let me go back to school again this
CHAPTER L—Mary bagin* with Nurse
year abend of his time, Just as he did
■Srah'* account ot her (Mary *) birth.
Which seemingly Interested her rather.
last year. So you see, really, I’m here
Who I* * famous astronomer, lea* than *
only a little bit of a while, as it is
a'w star which wu discovered the same
ght
Her name 1* a compromis», her
now, and it’s no wonder I keep forget­
■other wanted to call her viola and her
ting I am Mary.
father insisting on Abigail Juu.
As
5VMKY
¿MARIE
ones, he'd
of seme­
ns if he
iiiish my
piazza.
She cot
plax-
i-een
tell Fath
and Cousin
I beautl-
It would last
ful til
Ith us, aud all that.
a ere
I don't remember h
CHAPTER VIII
near sat
ly. But I hadn’t anyv
i
whut I wantei
Which 11 the Real Love Story.
I
_>ut Cif I c
Jump
me. Why, he
BOSTON. FOUR DAYS LATER.
his chair.
“Mary!” he gasped. "\\ liât in the
Well. here I am again in Boston,
It was lib if some ling ttmt bad been
world are you talking about?”
and the rest met me at the
Mother
Why, Father, I was telling you.” I on it f or year» h d dropi-ed off and
station, and everybody seemt <1 glad to
explained. And I tried to be so coo! left it < ?lear where before it had been
No. that see me. Just as they did before. And
and calm that It would make him calm blurred and indist ict.
I was glad to see them, But I didn’t
and. cool, too. (But it didn’t calm him doesn't exactly < •scribe it either. I
feel anywhere near so excited, and
and
But
III
go
on
or cool him one*bit.) "It’s about when can't descril>e it.
sort
of crazy, as I did last year. I
say what be sai
you're married and—”
After Mrs. S: all had gone into the tried to. but I couldn’t, I don’t know
be interrupted again,
“Married
why. Maybe It was because I'd been 1
(They never let me interrupt like house, and be saw that she was sit-
Marie al) summer, anyway, so I wasn't
ting
down
with
Cousin
Grace
In
the
that!)
so crazy to be Marie now, not needing
“To Cousin Grace—yes. But Father, library, he tun cd to me and said:
any rest from being Mary. Maybe It
“And so you came as Mary?”
you—you are going to marry Cousin
was 'cause I sort of hated to leave
I
said
yes,
I
did.
Grace, aren’t you?" I cried—and I did
Father.
“
Well,
I
—
I
got
ready
for
Marie."
'most cry, for I saw by his face that
And I did hate to leave him, espe­
But then I dian’t quite understand,
he was not.
cially when I found he hated to have
“That Is not my present Intention,” not even when I looked at him and
me leave him. And he did. He told
he said. His lips came together hard, saw the old understanding twinkle in
child quickly learned that ner home was
me so at the junction. He asked me
his
eyes.
and he looked over his shoulder to see
■ some wav different from those of her
ONE WEEK LATER
*>*11 friends, and was pusile l thereat
“You mean—you thought I was com­ had I been a little happier there with
if Cousin Grace was coming back.
Nurse Sarah tells her of bar mothers ar­
him this year than last; and he said
Things are awfully funny here this
“But you’re going to some time,” I ing as Marie, of course," I said then.
rival at Andersonville as a bride and bow
be hoped I had.
astonished they all were at the sight of
“Yes,” he nodded.
time. I wonder if it’s all Cousin Grace begged him.
the dainty elgbtaen-year old girl whom
And I'told him, of course I had;
“But I came as Mary."
“I do not expect to.”
the sedate professor had chosen for a | that makes it so. Anyhow, she's Just
wire.
“I see now that you did. Well, Mary, that it had been perfectly beautiful
as different as different can be from
I fell back In my chair, and I know
Aunt Jane, And things are different, I looked grieved and hurt nnd disap­ you’ve told me your story, so I sup­ there, even If there had been such a
^CHAPTER IL—Contlaulns bar story,
pose I may as well tell you mine—now. mix-up of him getting ready for Marie,
Xursa Oarah makts it plain why the everywhere.
pointed, as I almost sobbed:
“ou««hold sssmsd * stran*-- ona to th*
Why, I forget half the time that I'm
“Oh, Father, and when I thought You see, I not only got ready for and Mother sending Mary. And he
Str.“1
bowhsr tatbsr and mother
Mary. Honestly, I do. I try to be you were going to!”
Marie, but I had planned to keep her laughed and looked queer—sort of half
OHrtsd apart through misunderstanding,
each too proud to tn any way attempt to
Mary.
I
try
to move quietly, speak
Marie, and not let her be Mary—at glad and half sorry; and said he
“
There,
there,
child
!
He
spoke,
smooth over the situation
shouldn't worry about that. Then the
vnArir.K UL-Mary toll* of th* Um* gently, and laugh softly, Just as Moth­ stern and almost cross now. “This ab­ all.”
Jwnt “out west" where the "parfecUy
And then he told me. He told me train came, and we got on and rode
er told me to. But before I know it surd nonsensical Idea has gone quite
1 right and genteel and respectable"
I'm acting natural ugulu—just like far enough. Let us think no more how hd"d never forgotten that day In down to the Junction. And there, while
voree woe being arranged for. and her
■ other** (to her) unacountable behavior.
the parlor when I cried and he saw- we were waiting for the other train, he
Murle, you know.
about It."
By the court's decree the ohUd I* u> spend
then
how hard it was for me to live told me how sorry he was to have me
And I believe it is Cousin Grace.
•lx months of th* year with her mother
“It isn’t absurd and nonsensical!”
gid six month* with hsr father
Boston
She never looks at you in Aunt Jane's f cried. And I could hardly say the here, with him so absorbed in his ro.
Mother s home, and she and Mary
in her
He said I would never know how he
ive Andersonville tor that city to spend I'm-amazed-at-you way. And she laughs
words, I was choking up so. “Every- work and Aunt Jane so stern
* flrat six month*.
herself a lot, and sings and plays, too body said you were going to, and I black dress. And he said I put it very missed me after I went last year. He
vividly when I talked about being said you never knew how you missed
CHAPTER IV- At Boston Mary be- —real pretty lively things; not Just wrote Mother so; and—”
------ ....... "_,8he Is delighted wlfh her hymn tunes. And the house Is differ­
Marie in Boston, and Mary here, and things—and people—till they were
"You wrote that tp your mother?”
different from the gloomy
And I wondered if, by the
rsonvIUe. The number of ent There are four geraniums In the He did Jump from his chair this time. he saw Just how it was. And so he gone.
call on her mother leads dining room window, and the parlor Is
thought and thought about It all win­ way he said It, he wasn't thinking of
“Yes; and she was glad.'
mints on the possibility of a
ter, and wondered what he could do. Mother more than he was of me. and
•ho dasesa ths callers as open every day. The wax flowers are
"Oh, she was J" He sat down sort of And after a time It came to him—he’d of her going long ago. And I told him
I saitars." Anally deciding tho there, but the hair wreath and the
• _h* between /1the violinist"
llmp-llke and queer.
let me be Marie here; that Is, he’d try I loved him dearly, and I had loved to
A conversation sbs coffin plate are gone. Cousin Grace
“Yes. She said she was glad you'd to make It so I could be Marie. And be with him this summer, nnd that I'd
her toother and Mr
doesn't dress like Aunt Jane, either.
" sot be Shs wears pretty white and blue found an estimable woman to make a he was Just wondering how he was stay his whole six months with him
going to get Aunt Jane to help him next year If he wanted me to.
dresses, and ner bair la curly and home for you.”
“Oh. she did.” He said this, too, in when she was sent for and asked to
fluffy.
H» shook his head at that; but he
I think all this is why 1 keep for- that queer, funny, quiet kind of way. go to an old friend who was sick. did look happy and pleased, and said
“Yes.” I spoke, decided and flrm. I'd And he told her to go, by all means to I’d never know how glad he was that I
getting to be Mary. But, of course.
I understand that Father expects me begun to think, all ot a sudden, that go. Then he got Cousin Grace to come I'd said that, and that he
should j
to be Mary, and so I try to remember. maybe he didn't appreciate Mother as here. He said he knew Cousin Gracs, prise it very highly—the love of his
much as she did him; and I deter­ and he was sure she would know how little daughter. He said you never
TWO WKEKi LATER
mined right then and theie to make to help him to let me stay Marie. So knew how to prize loie, either, tflt
I
him, if I could. When I remember all he talked It over with her—how they you'd lost it; and he said he'd learned
ir la away swaawhers. studying an
I
understand
it
all
now
—
everything:
Ipss of (as moon
Mario—"Mary"
the lovely things she'd said about would let me laugh, and sing and play his lesson, and learned it well. I knew
sow- InsUactlvely compares Aunt Jans. why the house is different, and Fa­
him—
the piano al) I wanted to, and wear then, of course, that he was thinking
Kprlm and sever». with her beautiful, dainty ther, and everything. And It Is Cousin
ther, much to the former's dlsadvan­
"Father,” I began; and I spoke this the clothes I brought with me, and <vf Mother and the long ago. And I
's
Aunt Jane dliapploves of the dain­ Grace, and It Is a love story.
time, even more decided and firm. “I be Just as near as I could be the way felt so sorry for him.
ty Olothea whleh the child Is wearing, pnd
Father is In love with her.
ft
replace* them with "serviceable" serges
I was in Boston.
"But I’ll stay—I'll stay the whole
Now I guess I shall have something don't believe you appreciate Mother.'
and thick-cole^ shfes. Her father jrrlVt-s
“Eh, WhatF
“And to think after all my prepara­ six months next year!” I cried again.
home end seems surprised to see her The for this book!
oblia soon begins to notice that the girl*
He made me Jump this time, he tion for Marie, you should be Mary
But again he shook his head.
It seems funny now that 1 didn't
kt school seem to avoid her
Her father
appears Interested In the life Mrs. An­
turned
around with such a Jerk, and already, when you cam»,'" he finished.
think of it at first. But I didn’t—not
"No, no, my dear; I thank you, and
derson leads nt Boston and asks many
Father had covered his eyes with
until I heard Nellie and her beau talk­ spoke so sharply. But in spite of the
I’d love to have you; but It lx much
questions In a queer manner
whlr-n
Jump I still held on to my subject, his hand, as if thinking and thinking. better for you that you stay in Boston
ponies Mary.
Rhe finds out that her
ing
about
it.
Nellie
said
she
wasn't
schoolmate» do not associate with her
Just
as
hard
as
he
could.
And
I
sup
­
the only one in the house that was firm and decided.
through the school year, and I want
on account of her parents being divorced,
and she refuses to attend school
Angrv
“I say I don’t believe you appreciate pose it did seem queer^o him. that you to do it. It'll Just make the three
going to get married. And when he
at first. Mr Anderson when he learns
my mother. You acted right now as he should be trying to mnjte me Marie, months I do have you all the dearer,
the reason for her determination, decides asked her what she meant, she said It
that she need not go
He will hear her
was Dr. Anderson and Mrs. Whitney. if you didn't believe she meant It when and all the while Mother was frying because of the long nine months that
lessons
In Aunt lane's and her father's
That anybody could see It that wasn’t I told you she was glad you had found to make me Mary, And It seemed so to I do not.” he went on very cheerfully
absence Mary dresses In the pretty clothes
she brought from Boston and plays the
nn estimable woman to make a home me. as I begun to think It over.
ns
blind as a bat.
and briskly; "and don’t look so solemn
liveliest tunes she knows, on the little-
“And so your mother—did that,"
and long-faced. You're not to blame—
used piano. Then, overcome by her lone-
My, but wasn’t I excited? I Just for you. But «lie did menu It. I know?
Father muttered; and there was the
aomeneas she Indulges In a crying spell gnesss I was.
for this wretched situation.”
And, of course, I saw because she «aid It before, once, last
which her father’s unexpected appear­
in
his
breath
again.
queer
little
cntch
The train came then," nnd he put
ance Interrupt*
Rhe sobs out the store
that I had been blind us a bat. But year, flint -he hoped you would And
Hi- didn't say any more, not a single
of her tin’ applneas. -nd In a .-'rnm way
I begun to open my eyes after timi, one Yes. and that isn't, all. There’s
me on board, and he kissed me again—
he comfort« her
After that he appears
word. And after a minute lie got up
and watch—not disagreeably, you another reason why I know Mother
but I was expecting it this time, of
to desire to make her stay more pl. asant
Her mother writes -eking that M-ry be
always has has your best Interest at and went Into the house. But lie
know,
but
Just
glad
und
Inter
allowed to , ome to Boston for the * . clo­
didn
’
t
go
Into
the
library
where
Mrs.
heart. She—she tried to make me over
ning of the s liool term, and Mr Ander­
and on account of the book.
son consents. though from an express' -n
Into Mary before I came, so ns to Small and Cousin Grace were talking.
And I saw:
he lets fall Mary believes he Is s"rrv sh*
He went straight upstairs to his own
I
dense you.”
Is solnr
That Father stayed In the house a
“She <li<l what?” Once more he made room and shut the door. I heard It.
lot more than he used to.
■way. And she wrote right back iTm
me Jump, he turned so suddenly, and Ami he was still there when I went
That he smiled more.
wonted to know everything every-
spoke with such a short, sharp snap. up to bed afterward.
That
he
actually
asked
Cousin
Grace
thing I could tell her; all the little
How do you suppose Mother's going
But in spite of the Jump I went right
thing*. And »he was so interested In and me to play for him several times.
That he went with us to the Sunday on. Just ns I had before, firm and de­ to feel when I tell her that after all
Cousin Grace, and wanted to know nil
her pain» Father didn't like It at all.
about her; said «lie never heard of het school picnic. (I never saw Father at cided. I told him everything—all about
He wanted me to be Marie, It's a
the
cooking
lessons,
nnd
the
astronomy
a
picnic
before,
and
1
don
’
t
believe
he
before, and wits «he Father'» own cou
shame, after all the pains she took.
book
we
read
an
hour
every
day,
and
sin. and how old «he was. and was she ever saw himself nt one.)
But I won't write it to her, anyway.
pretty, nml was Father aronnd the
That—>>b. I don't know, but a whole the pink silk dress I couldn't hnve, and
Maybe I won’t have to tell her, unless
house more now, and did I see n lot lot of little things that I can't remem­ tin- »elf-discipline. And how «lie said
she asks me.
of him? She thought from soint-thlng ber; but they wen- all unmistakable, If she'd hnd «elf-discipline when she
But I know it. And. pray, what am
wii
<
n
girl,
her
life
would
have
been
I said that I did.
very unmistakable. And I wondered,
I to do? of course, I can act like
I’ve Just been writing her again, nml when I saw it all. that I hud been ns very different.
Marie here all right, If that Is what
I talked very fast and hurriedly. I
I could tell her more now. of course blind ns it but before.
folks «ant. But I can’t «ear Maria,
wn«
nfrnld
he'd
interrupt,
mid
I
When I wrote Mother 1 told her
- than I could In that flrst letter. I'Ve
for I haven't a single Marie thing here.
been here a whole week,
w eek, and, of nil about It—the signs nml symptoms, wanted to get In all I could before lie They'll* all Mary. Thnt’s all I brought,
He
course, I know more about thlugs, and I mean, mid how different and tlmwed
t>h, dear sux me' Why couklu't
have done more.
out Father was; und I ii'ke-l If she
Father and Mother have been Just the
I told her that Cousin Grace wasn't didn't think It
common 11 ve-happy-e ver-after kind, or
didn't answer
really Father’s cousin at nil.
else found out before they married
w rite much, iv
that they were unlikes?
fully snippy
she hnd a hei
SEPTEMBER
nt nil well,
Well, vacation is over, aud I go back
son, probably,
to Boston tomorrow. It’s been very
mole about I'ntler’s love affair. I
nice and I've had a good time, in spite
mean. She only said she was glad,
of brigs- so mixed up as to whether
she wnk sure. If Father hud found an
I was Mary or Marie, It wasn't so
- sttmnble woman to make a home foi
bad as I was afraid It would be. Very
Idtn, and she hoped they'd be happy
«con after Father and I had that talk
Then she went on talking about some­
<>u the piazza. Cousin Grace took mo Tho Tram Cam« Thin, and Ho Put Me
thing else. And she didn't write much
on Board, and He Killed Me Again—
down to the store and bought me two
more, anyway, about anything.
But I Wai Expecting It Thii Timo,
new white dresses, and the dearest lit
of Course.
AUGUST
tie pair of shoes I ever saw. She said
Father wauted me to have them.
Well, of nil the topsy-turvy world'
course. Then I whixxed off. and he
And that's all—every single word
this Is the topsy-turvleat, 1 am sure
was left standing all alone on the
that's
been
said
about
that
Mary-aud-
What do they want me to do. ami
platform. And I felt so sorry for huu;
Marie
business.
And
even
that
didn't
which do they want me to oe? Oh, I
really say anything—not by name. And and all the way lowu to Boston I kept
wish I was Just a plain Susie or B<»
thinking of him what he said, and
Cousin Grace never mentioned It
ale, and not a cross current and a cm
bow he looked, and how tine and splen­
again.
And
Father
never
rueutioned
tradlction. with a father that wants
did and any won>an-w-ould-be-proud of-
It nt all. Not a word.
me to be one thing and a mother that
Father's been queer. He's i<een aw­ hlm he was ns he stood on the plat
wants rue to be another! It was had
form waving good-by.
fully queer. Some days tie s talked a
enough before, when Father wanted
And so I guess I was still thinking
lot
with
me
—
asked
me
questions
Just
me to be Mary, ami Mother wante-
as he used tn. all about what I did In of him anu being sorry for him when
me to be Marie. But now—
Boston, mid Mother, and the pe-q-le I got to Boston. That’s w hy I couldn't
Well, to begin at the beginning.
that came there to see her. and every, be so erase and hilariously glad when
It'» all over—the lore story. I mean
thing.
And he spoke of the violinist the folks met me. I suspect. Some
and 1 know now why It's been so hard
again, and. of course this time I told way. all of a sudden. I found myself
for me to remember to be Mary and
hint all about him. and that he didu*t wishing he could be there, too.
why everything Is different, and all.
Of course. I know that that was
come any more, nor Mr. Easterbrook,
“
And
So
You
Came
ae
Maryf"
Thsy don't want uie to be Mary,
either; and Father was so Interested! bad and wicked and unkind to Mother,
They want mo to be Marte.
did not even itir until I said how at Why. it seemed sometimes as If he and she d feel so grieved net to have
And now 1 don't know what tn tho last she bought mo the homely iBIt eouldn t hear snoiirh abouL things
And I wouldn't
i ■e satisfied with her
think
If Mother's going to want me
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