The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1897-08-13
,,arrore, Gregory was proud.

Margaret Gregory was proud. She
was already faint for the want or fooh'
vet she turned In loathing from the
Thought OF a meal obtained in that way
II would be worse than DEATH put
death does not come at ones call, ana
there were her babies.
dry sob burst from her lips she
passed Mrs. Donavan's door In silence.
She must have moment TO herself
before she could ask charity OF one 80
poor as her kind neighbor. Hurrylng
on. she pushed open her own door
A bright fire was blazing In the crack
ed stove. Mrs. Donavan had prepared
potatoes for the oven and cut slices
ready for frying from the ham. The
open door Of the wood closet showed
huge pile. while the table was heaped
high with food.
For moment she stood gazing Wild
" around her Then she dropped on
her knees, and with a shower of tears
relieved her oyerwrought nerves.
The next days mail brought letter
from Margaret TO Mr.. Davis. The
writer had gone to Miss Smell to thank
her From the young teacher she had
learned OF Marks connection with the
affair.
II was an earnest. grateful letter,
blotted here and there with tear stains.
She accepted his generosity; for her
children's sake she could not refuse
charity. She referred to the friendship
that had existed between their parents.
but Mark was glad that she was too
womanly a woman to even hint at the
relation they had once borne TO each
other When he finished reading the
letter his heart was light, for he I'M
derstood that Margaret knew of the
treachery that had blotted the sunshine
out OF his life.
Mark went straight home and told
his aunt, who was also his housekeep-
or, all about it. Mrs. Everts was knit
ting before the open coal fire. She was
bright-faced old lady with soft white
hair and a serene face. When he had
finished she laid down her work and
sat for a long time, gazing into the
dancing flames.
THE only daughter Of my old friend,
Rebecca Henson, in want of food" she
said, a note of pain In her voice. Mark,
you and both have plenty Of money.
There is room in this house. and in our
hearts, for Margaret and her babies. But
she Is proud. Go and ask her to come
I'll
and ask her to bring her little ones 70
brighten me up"
Mark bent to kiss the placid face
''rhank you, Aunt Elsie. see you I'M
derstand." A few hours later he
knocked at Margaret's door. He saw
that the years had changed her. The
wild rose bloom had faded from her
cheeks, tears had washed the joyous
light from her blue eyes. yet it was
surely the Margaret that he had loved
that stood before him.
She met him frankly and with undis-
guised pleasure. Her voice trembled
when she undertook to express her
gratitude. Mark made light Of the
whole affair and insisted on talking of
their childhood days. The fruit and
nuts he brought proved an open SEES
anne to the hearts of Agnes and Royce.
and they We're soon ON the best of
terms with the caller.
Margaret was very grateful for the
offer of work She hesitated little
over accepting Mrs Everts' kind invi-
tation, fearing lest the children prove
an annoyance. But when Mark drew
Il touching picture of the loneliness of
his aunt she gladly consented to come
1t was arranged that the carriage come
for the Gregorys the following after.
noon.
One morning, two months later. Flor.
ence Fox tripped across the hall of No
3 and entered Miss SHELLS room.
"Of course you are going to the wed.
ding reception Thursday evening" she
began. II think It is such a lovely mar.
riage. don't your"
Indeed, | do" Lillian replied warm.
ly. Eyes, | am to go in the afternoon
and help with the decorations. The
whole house is to be in green and white
smnaX, ferns, roses and carnations
Mrs. Eyerts says Mr.. Davis cannot dc
too much for his bride, our dear Mar.
garet.' the sweet old lady calls her"
And believe 1t all came about from
your begging him to give her good
weight" Florence cried merrily. .He
is obeying your request In an extrava
CANT manner. And Lillian, is not thai
pretty pearl ring and the beatIfic ex
preston on cousin Hugh's face the re
suit of my efforts along the same line
of charitable work.
The bell rang then. and the blushine
Lillian was spared the necessity of :
reply.-Hope Daring. In Womanklnd.
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