Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1902-11-19

assto the management Of this4o tia,
refractory pupil, her sympathy with
each trial of patience or temper, he,
hint of the way to strengthen veal
places in the armor of the girls self
control. And when mother went away
again to set the bread and Madge, re
turning to her book, had just resumed
that first absorbing chapter father
laid down his paper and polished hi,
glasses-the usual preliminaries to the
query:
who wants a game Of chess will
me?"
Madge said nothing. She did not
want a game of chess, and she was
really anxious to read that book, sc
that she might return it to Anne. But
when the question was repeated in g
slightly disappointed tone, and shs
glanced up to see him peering over the
gold rims at her, since Sarah had gone
upstairs, she put down her book and
went to get the chessboard.
There was silence in the room, bro
ken by an occasional cheerful whistle
from Ted, as another lesson book was
added to the pile of those conquered
for tomorrow, or by "Check, check
to your sorbed players"
"Checkmate!' cried the father al
last. "You fought pretty we'll, but1've
got you, missy!"
"Never mind," she replied, "I'll have
my revenge some day. I'd have it now
if it wasn't too late to play another
game"
Then the clock was given its even
ing winding, the good-nights were
said and the family trooped upstairs
And as she slowly prepared for bed,
Madge wished rebelliously that she
might have read that book; that she
had strength of mind or selfishness tc
refuse the claims made on her time by
her family; that there were no six
hours of teaching to dread tomorrow.
Il would like to be free,' she muir
INJURED, impatiently thinking of the
words passed on the road between
Anne and herself. Then her eyes soft
ened as she looked at Sarah's round
flushed face on the pillow; and, bend
ing, she kissed her sleeping sister, with
a kiss meant for all the family.
mo, DEAR" she murmured, remorse-
fully, II don't-I don't. The price
would be too high to pay"
And so the tired bohd-slave fell
asleep, with her head close to the tum.
bled yellow curls of her sister.
The free woman, meanwhile, drove
to her boarding house, tied her horses
ran up the steps, let herself in with the
latchkey, and telephoned to the sta
BILE for man to conc and get the cart
The dining room was deserted when
she entered. ~ maid, with disap
prevail of such irregular hours writer
on every line of her face, and even in
aggressive stiffness of her white car
and apron, brought in Aune's supper
and Anne mischievously prolonged her
eating of it to the gre%test possible
extent, on account of that very disap
prevail.
But all things must end, even long.
drawn-out dinner; and Anne finally
found herself in her room, with the
evening before her. She turned over
the new books on the table. They were
new books, but she had read them all
swish I had brought home some
magazines to-day" she muttered
Wonder why I never feel like studying
any more? used to enjoy it when ]
was in college. Suppose ones mental
powers become atrophied, like physi
cal ones, when they're not used"
She stood drumming on the window
swish I had somewhere to go, OF
some one to see. I'd run in to see the
old lady in the next room, but she's
such bore; and the two sisters are
each others company; and the college
girls are busy-oh-hum! guess I'll &c
to the theater." She took up the pa
per. Opera? no, I've heard Carmen
20 times at least" She ran over the list
of plays. '"rhey're all old; why cant
they get new ones?" she grumbled
Here's one I've not seen. I'll be toe
late for the first act, but that done
matter"
She sat through the remaining four
acts, although they bored her, being
but indifferently played; then she
called cab and went home.
The house was quiet, Its inmates
nearly all in bed. She wandered about
her room, mentally reviewing her past
days. A hour at the club-such non
sense as those women talked-a few
calls, the drive with Madge. cts q
pleasure to take Madge out; she does
enjoy it so-like child-because she
has so little to enjoy, I suppose.
Anne sighed, without apparent cause
as she looked from her pretty roon
over the lighted streets. swell, there's
nothing to do but to go to bed" 1 sup
pose." she said, land I'm not SLEEPY
yet"
She sat on the edge OF the bed and
began to loosen her hair.
Il WISH" she said, with her month
full of hairpins, II wish-I don't know
just what do wish"
If her longing could have been trans
lated into words, the free woman
might not have recognized it, OF recoq
nizing it, might have d1sowned it: TO,
it would have run:
II wish that I had something to dc
something must do; ethinf
worth while. Or that there was some
one who needed me and wanted m,
very much. I wish was free from m,
freedom. "-California Homeseeker.
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