The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-02-07

ing"
YES I know, father" The old
woman still stared around her. Il
can't think what makes the room look
so queer. On, know! Father, you've
torn those morning-glery vines away
from the window"
''Of course, have said he. Dried
up old truck, keepin' out the light and
air. What use were they?"
But there were lots O. flowers and
buds on 'em yet, father. And in that
sheltered spot the frost wouldn't hev
touched for a week to come"
'Mornin' glories don't amount to
nothin'." snarled Kisbee. BESIDES,
Pm goin' TO hev load dumped there
to-day. It's handy place for the wood.
pile"
Father"
I'm -goin' -to-hev-a-loRd-o
wood-dumped- Don't L
speak loud enough?
But, father, you always said you
was going to build a kitchen out there"
II never said nothi2' of the sort!"
Al want Kitchen" pleaded the
poor old woman.
That's a horse Of another COLOR"
sneered the old man.
"And when we were first married
you promised me"
81 dare say promised good many
foolish things then. There's some
promises better broken than kept"
philosophically observed Luke.
And this old rooms damp, and the
walls has settled, and the ceiling has
fel-and I was calculatin' to hev it
fixed up and put my bed here when the
new kitchen was built. 1t always
makes me feel so dreadful cheap when
the sewing society meets here to hev
our bed a-stsndin' in the parlor, no
matter how handsome the patchwork
is"
Luke wiped his hands on the roller
towel.
well, you've stood it thirty years."
said he, IAN guess you can stand it
little while longer"
do you mean, father that amt to
have the new kitchen. arter all?'
That's exactly what do mean I
slow, bitter tears Of old age trickled
down her checks as she lighted the
fire. brought pail of drinking water
from the spring and began to fry
the ham and eggs in a little skillet.
Her son George came over that after
noon from Farley's Mills, where he
was foreman in great shirt factory.
ha
thing to tell you. I'm engaged to
marry Susy Stopf ord Why, mother,
what's the matter? What are you cry
ing about2 l thought you'd be SO
pleased"
Its jest like all the rest o the luckr'
sobbed poor old Mrs Kisbee. Fathers
been an tore down all my rnornin'
glory vines, an I amt goin' 10 hev any
new kitchen after all these years, and
now my only son has got engaged to
one of the Stopfords,, that wasn't never
friends with our folks"
But, mother" lshghingly pleaded
George, these are not the dsys.of Mon
tague and Czpulet feuds."
II don't know what you're talSiu'
about" said Mrs. Kisbee, who was not
student of the imm ortaI Shakespeare,
"but l always despised them Shepherds
An Susan. she's a story writer. I am
told, as goes about with her fingers all
inLy and don't help none at all with
the homework"
But, mother she hires girl with
the money she earns She's the best
and sweetest girl in the world. When
may l bring her 70 see you?"
Il don't want TO see her atsall," saiu
the old woman, ENORMOUSLY. And she
broke down again, crying.
George went away, much perturbed
in spirit. He had neverseen, his mother
so heart broken before.
al don't know what she'll say"
thought he, when she hears that IA
theirs made up his mind to sell the old
place. It's too bad of him. But father
never treated mother half decent"
Susy Stopford was at the window
when young Kisbee came back. She
ran out to meet him. her bright hair
blowing in the winds, her red lips
apart
NcA-f bSOIR6s bAlc tCGI
81 don't know what to say 70 you.
Susy," be began; mother isn't herself
to-day. But She"
''She doesn't like me, George-I
knew that before. There was some
old trouble between her mother and
Grandfather Stopford She Tilted him,
or he threw her over, never quite
understood which But I fully intend
TO make her like me"
~ am afraid she won't give you the
chance, Susy."
Tell me all about ii, George" she
SAID. George told her. Il only wish
was rich, " said he Il would buy the
place myself and I'd build that kitchen
the poor old soul so longs for and a
porch in front TO train morning glory
vines on"
Susv looked thoughtful.
WHO buys it?" she asked
DIR. Trevor"
What does he pay?H
Twelve hundred dollars. 1t isn't q
very big price, but this land is sterile
and the house is old. Poor mo:her'
il will break her heart. fear. 10 leave
it"
Susy suddenly lifted her bright eyes
70 her lovers face.
George" she said, ~ can't give you
Up; not even to your mother"
''Susy, my darliugr'
But this I will do-Tu make her
lil-s mo -