Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1893-03-10

ing" II
''Yes, / know, father" The old
woman still stared around her. II
can't think what makes the. room look |
so queer. Oh, know! Father, you've |
torn those morning-glory vines away
from the window"
"0f course have" said he. "Dried
up old truck, lzeepin' 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 week to come"
'Mornin glories don't amount to
nothin'," snarled Kisbee. Besides,
I'm goin' to hev load dumped there
to-day. It's a handy place for the wood
pile"
Father"
I'm -goin' -to-hev-a-load-o
Observation-Disclosures Don't
speak loud enough?"
But, father, you always said you
was going to build kitchen out there.
II never said nothin' of the sort"
81 want Kitchen" pleaded the
poor old woman.
"Thats horse Of another color"
sneered the old man.
"And when we were first married
you promised me-"
II 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
fc,l--and ] 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-standin' in the parlor, no
matter how handsome the patchwork
isl
Luke wiped his hands on the roller
towel.
swell, 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 alp"
That's exactly what do mean"
Mrs Kisbee said no more, but the
slow, bitter tears of old age triclsled
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 little skillet.
Her son George came over that after
noon from Farley's Mills, where he
was foreman in great shirt factory.
"Mother!" said he, I've got some
thing to tell you, I'm engaged to
marry Susy Stopford. Why, mother
what's the matter? What are you cry
ing about? | thought you'd be so
pleased.
'It's jest like all the rest o. the luckr'
sobbed poor old Mrs. Kisbee. Fathers
been an tore down all my mornin'
glory vines, an l amt goin' to 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" laughingly pleaded
II George, 'these are not the days of Mon
tague and Capulet feuds.'
II don't know what you're talkin'
about" said Mrs. Kisbee, who was not
a student of the immortal Shakespeare,
\ "but always despised them Shepherds.
An Susan, she's story writer. | am
told, as goes about with her fingers all
inky and don't help none at all with
n the housework.
II "But mother, she hires a girl with
/ the money she earns. She's the best
4 and sweetest girl in the world. When
i may bring her to see you?'
II don't want to see her at ALL" saiu
II The old woman, ENORMOUSLY. And she
broke down again, crying
George went away, much perturbed
III in spirit. He had never seen his mother
Y so heartbroken before.
II don't know what she'll say"
thought lie, ''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
raj out to meet him. her bright hair
blowing in the winds, her red lips
apart
well, GeorgeP" she cried.
81 don't know what to say to you,
Susy," he began; mother isn't herself
to-day. But She"
'sShe doesn't like me, George
+ 4 knew that before. There was some
81 old trouble between her mother and
& Grandfather Stopford. She Tilted him,
or he threw her over, ! never quite
4 understood which. But fully intend
to make her like me-"
al am afraid she won't give you the
chance, Susy.'
"rcll me all about it, George" she
SAID George told her. 81 only wish ]
was rich" said he. II would buy the
place myself, and I'd build that kitchen
the poor old soul so longs for and a
E porch in front to train morning glory
#vines on.
n Susy looked thoughtful.
"Who buys it?" she asked.
"Dr. Trevor"
"What does he paw"
Twelve hundred dollara 1t isn't q
very big price, but this land is sterile
j and the house is old, PooA mother
e I will break her heart, feap. 10 leave
L"
Susy suddenly lifted her bright eyes
10 her lovers face.
iii George she said, 81 can't givs you
p; not even TO your mother"
iii "Susy. my darlingF'
It'll "But this will DOLL make heI
ks re yet-see IL DON'T"
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