Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-09-21

catch In her voice that did not escape
Tom
"Oh well, perhaps she doesn't care.
| ! didn't mean to hurt your feelings,
and I'm awfuIly glad you can go.
Next year hope to be earning little
then | can help q little"
That night sleep refused to COME
to GATHERINGS eyes, and look which
way she would her mothers patient
face and gentle smile seemed to con.
front her through the gloom, Mother
needs vacation" Toms words
echoed and echoed In her ears rs she
turned from side to si,Io in a vain
effort to forget What should she do,
let her mother go In her stead? But
to that she knew her mother would
never consent and It was out of the
question for them both to go There
was but one thing she could do anu
that was to remain at home and try TO
make the month one Of pleasure to
both Of them. 1t was not without a
struggle and many tears that the de-
cIson was ma To- Tor Catherine was no
heroine, just commonplace, hard
working little woman,
The first of June was but three
, days off, and the next morning al
breakfast Mrs, Sanders suggested
that SHE begin that day to pack the
Ilp "a .,l t.,K,S
Struggling to maintain calmness
che could hardly have felt, Catherine
said In as mattoroffact tone as she
could command: Il have decided not
to 90 to Vermont, mother, but win
spend by vacation at home. l."
CONSERVATION, pleasure and grief
we've battling for the mastery in the
face of the mother, Not go! Why,
Catherine, what do you mean?" Then
n sudden light broke over her face,
and laying u trembling hand on her
daughters shoulder she exclaimed in
voice In which the tears were not tar
off You are thinking of what Tom
said Why, | wouldn't go II couDd,
and You must go; YOU need n change.
Your clothes are all ready, and think
what the girls would say"
1T makes no difference what any
one says am going to spend a
month with my mother and 1t Will be
the happlest month you and ever
spent, We shall ride and picnic and
eat and be merry In our own way.
and-please, mother, don't say any,
thing mole against 1t, burt let me
find my happiness In my own way"
And such vacation as II was; the
neighbors talk of It yet when 1000
Tor gossip over back fences Is at low
ebb Happily, Mrs, Sanders ana Cath,
crime We're Ignorant of their remarks,
perhaps had they known. II would IN
nowise have interfered with their
pleasure.
First there was II picnic In tho
woods, with well-fllled lunch basket
and a bundle of late magazines; ami
as mother and daughter sat ON
grassy knoll at the foot of giant tree
and ate and read and talked and
laughed, in their ears the rustling OF
the branches and the songs Of the
birds, the heart OF the girl was full or
silent Thanksgiving that she was per.
mitted to share with her mother this
beautiful vacation In Gods wonder.
tul out-of-doors"
There were early morning walks
and couple Of drives over the beauti-
full houleyards and through the parks,
where the beauties of flowers, foun,
tains and trees were spread out be,
fore them. Then came u dinner in
town AZ a cafe so fine that at first Mrs.
Sanders felt rather out of place in the
midst Of SO much elegance. The
novelty of the situation, however,
pleased ..er and she finally ate her
dinner TO the accompaniment of music
Ms calmly as though seated at her
own modest table.
After these mild forms OF dissipation
these two pleasure seekers were next
10 he seen at the matinee, and Cath.
crimes delight Mt her mothers evident
enjoyment Of the play was almost
hilarious. This was Mrs. Sanders
first glimpse Of what to her seemed
fairyland, aud only when the curtain
went down on the last act did sho