The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-03-16
AMEN. AND AMEN.

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you precisely ut i've"
Mr. WeSthrook waved his gloved
hand toward his wife as he ran down
the steps and walked hriSlly to tie
street corner, there to await a down.
town car.
Mrs WeStbroOl; stood on the steps
for Il minute or two, looking brig
and trim in her plain Bingham morn
ing dress. with its fiuted ruiiles and
the bow of blue ribbon at her throat,
while her white apron looked as fresh
as if it had just come from the laun-
dry
Just opposite, an ELEGANT little coupe
waited at the door of brown tone
man-ion-and presently superbly
dressed lady came out. dressed in furs,
satinS AMI velve.s-Alr Draine, by
namc-aud entered it.
she is going to the morning con.
cert Mt Tambusini's." thought Mrs.
Westhrooll, a. she watched the equip
age drive away. All what a slavery
is fashionable life
Mr. Westbrook, however, thought
different as the lady in question drove
past him, with a gracious inclination
of her head and a smile that faded al
most instantly away.
Il wish Katie's taste ran a little
more in that CHANNEL said he to him
self Katie is really getting 10 lie q
moro domestic machine
While he stood there waiting for the
dilatory car. two little children ran
down the street-a boy and girl. VIII
lie and Etiie Draine. Mr.. Westbrook
knew them by sight.
They were magnihc H'ly attired IN
fFills, founccs and rich embroidery
but they looked blue and cold never
theless.
"Children,' said Mr. Westbrook,
"wlere are you going? Where is
your uurse:"
bridget has gone down in the kitch-
en- to talk with her beau" said Efhe
in Il shrll. defiant tone.
Does your mother allow you to so
out So, without anything on your
hcads?" asked Mr.. Westbrook.
Mother don't care" Willie made m
swer Mother says Go way and don't
bother me-
well, never mind that" said Mr.
Westbrook, not altogether satisfied
with the testimony he was eliciiny.
$50 back home at oncer'
Il won't, you ugly old man" retort
ed E1ic.
"AIind your own business" added
Willie. Wen go where we please"
Just then the car came along, and
Mr.. Westbrook, already delayed,
Sprang on tie back platform and dis
missed all thought of the young rebels
from his mind.
katie said he that night when he
had returned from business, why is
it you don't go out a little more like
your neighbor, Mrs. DraineY
Mrs. WeStbrook laughed She was
undre sing Ter youngest child, a club
10y little creature, WITH BLU eyes and
hair curling in tiny rings Close to its
year-old head.
Because" she said, 81 can't do two
things at once"
How do you mean two things at
once? l don't understand
Perhaps had better have said half
n Dozen" said Mrs. Westbrook. Mrs.
Draine leaves her children to the care
e 4r 10 +o 10 I,n4
Mrs. Draine sends them away from
her when they come with wistful loo $
and piteouS tear-stained faces; she
says she has not time to do Il nurs e's
work. Oh, Charles, do YOU suppose
my child could ever appeal to me in
vain?"
"There is some truth and common
sense in her view of the matter" said
Mr.. Westbrooll, thoughtfully stroking
his heard. A mother should not allow
herself to be narrowed down into a
mere household drudgrry. She needs
contact with the outside world, to
freshen up her ideas-tO-"
''And who is to take care of her chill
hItlt III lIt llt'iulAiiAC9 lhNtl upiCN
Mrs. Westbrook, rather more sharply
than her usual wont My dear Char
ley. theory is very good, but practice
is better. When God made me {
mother He meant that l should as
sumo all of a mothers duties-and i
any others conficicd with them to asl
my own heart which should be tn,
first and boliest."
Mr.. Westbrook was silent He h
reserve of arg ,ments in his mi
but somehow the sight of Katie.
ting there among Der little ones, j.,
n dove surrounded by her young, di
armed his mental sword.
"Well, WELL" said he. "have it your
swn way. Only Mrs, Draine, no moro
cultivated or intellectual than your
selfGJras risen to a rank Of leader Of
society, and belongs to all the literary
associations, all the elegant gatherings
in town."
"Yes," said Katie, | admit all that.
But Mr. Draine is a merchant with
an Independent income. You are a
cashier on a limited salary. If | kept
house as Mrs. Draine does, everything
would be at skies and sevens."
"What a very common expression,
Katieg'