The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-01-03

how to take care of myself"
"Where are you goiug to-nightf' Il
ITO Jessie Maddocks, and don't worry II
1 stay all night"
80, yes, stay all night, Of counsel You
don't care anything for your own folks.
You never sit down and spend quiet even
ing with us at home"
"It's too stupid You always sew or
knit, and father reads, and If i try to have
little fun with Art, fsther looks as If he'd
like TO take my head of, and growls aoont
the noise. Pm bound to have htiie
fun while I'm vcungv
"Maybe you'll 6nd out there's something
in the world besides fun, before you are
many years older. l declare, there isn't
one of nv children that cares the least In
the world for me-and after sll I've done
for theml" Mrs. Chandler bursts into tears
"a Jennie slams the street door after ner.
FOR she il not so busy Ct late. The older
girls are gone-Kste married, Alice dead;
Ned and Will are away stscbool; only Jen-
ME and fourteen-J ear-old Artie are at tome,
Mrs. Chandler has time to think-time to
hunger for her children's love and sympa-
thy. and shed hot tears over the barrenness
of the harvest tide which has come to her.
"Who and Whist is Fred Adsms2" she in
ouires of her husband that evening, as they
sit in their wa-m, lonesome sitting-roomi
Mr. Chandler glances up from his paper.
Erred Adams7" he repeats absently. go,
don't know much about him; shiitless TEL
low, guess" and he reads on contentedly.
al am anxious about Jennie ventures the
mother, after awhile. There's no telling
what the child might take it into her head
to do"
RJenniel What do you meap2" asked
Mr.. Chandler, somewhat impatiently. but
with little snow of interest.
Il dent like he- running around with
Fred Adams so much"
"You don't think Jennie cares anything
for the iellowP1 exclsims be, letting his pa
per fall and speaking sharply.
81 have my fears
"Where is she tonight With himf"
Il don't know" replied the mother, wear
lily.
Probably you are tormenting yourself
abo,. nothing" remarks Mr.. Chandler, pick
ing "a his paper. "Women have faculty
for / rowing trouble. Why, there's three
or four young fellows spooniDg around. No
girl would take Fred Adams when she
could get John Shipman or young Barclay.
But I'll say word to Jennie about he
matter It's we'll to take time by the fore
lock. I'll give the girl 20 understand that
Fred Adams can't have my daughter"
BE careful how you speak about it, says
Mrs. Chandler. with an anxious look on her
thin face. you might do more harm than
good"
"Never you fretl I'm not afraid to tell a
sixteen year old daughter Of mine what she
shall or shall not dol'
Mr.. Chandler resumes his interrupted
reading. His wife's hand lie unbused In
her lap, while her troubled eyes gaze steadi.
ly into the fire. Not far away Jennie Is
walking with her boy lover, under the starry
skies. exchanging vows of deathless love
and loyalty.
"W6at is that Fred Adams hanging
around here FORT" began Mr.. Chandler al
the dinner tabl. not many days after.
Jennie buttered her bread in silence, but
the hot blood, rushing to her cheeks and
brow, tells startling story.
"If YOU have taken a notice TO the YOUNG
puppy" said the father, his voice rising
angrily, "the sooner you put il out Of your
head the better. 1 wont have him coming
here; an6 if you sdon't tell him / shall
THERE'S no use of making many words
about it. If you've been encouraging hin
in any way, now is the time to stopl YO1
understand 1 think I have been plain
enough and have said all that is necessary
And always mean what say, a. 1t vii
be wise for you to rememberP
|, No word came from Jennie's lips. How
ever it may be with her mother, with bel
father she has never dared TO take any liber
ties of speech. Dinner is finished In silence
and Mr.. Chandler departs to his business
Mother and daughter make no mention o
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, ler's be art aches and ytsrns as she glance
at her chilo's Illen fac, come strange fea
letters her tongue, and Jennie has neve
learned TO tell her troubles here. So thu
two go their ways in silence which i
never TO be broken.
."Where is Jennie2" asked Mr.. Chandler
between rapid mouthfuls, at dinner on tn
|, following day. Seems to me she WASH
here at breakfast, was shef"
mo She went TO Jennie Maddox
last night. 1 have been expecting her hom
, for some time. 1t is unusual for her to 70
main away so late in the day, unless it ha
, been so understood before she went away
, "Sulky, probably" comments the father
, rising the coffee cup to his lips. "1f sh
, shows"-sip-"too much temper"-sip-
an maker her stay at home for month
SD" and go to bed ut seven o'clock,
drinking the last drop with an air of plsci'
, enjoyment. at is time she was put under
. little restrsint.'-replacing his cup AM
, pushing back his chair, ''she is getting alto
, gether too Extraordinarily" You hs'
better send Artie after her" he adds, stand
, ing, hat in hand, at tie door,-"or-neve
mindl I'll stop myself on my way dow
, town. The sooner she understands that
new order of things is coming to pass, tn
betterP
, And, indeed, new order of things hs
; already come to pass-s new orderot thing
for which Mr.. Chandler has made no calcu
, lstiOns.
Jennie is not at Mr. Msddoclx's. Sh
S ia not to be found with any OF her acqusint
= ances To tell in few commonplace word
the hearLbreak of lifetime Jennie ha
e gone away with her lover; and in y distsn
! | city the words have already been spokel
: which bind together for veal or woe. silly
: untaught, maynard girl, and boy who's
: chief attractions are n black mustsche an
r a ;aunty manner. Mr.. Cnandler storms an
9 no not swears; he IS q Church member
Q in good and regular standing, and PRIDE
o himself on fulfilling rigidly all the demand
: Of morality and religion. But 1t is doubt
2 full if any oaths could hold bitterer curse
e than are embodied in the strictly mors
0 words with which he expresses his rage.
9 "Sne was always selfish, undutifu
D child" he ssys. Nov let her suffer. Sh
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