The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1906-10-02
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Walts
BY BEATRICE STURCES
Copyright, 1905, by Ruby Douglas

Nothing ever happens in this fam
ily." grumbled Molly Evans as she sat
by the open window and watched an
automobile disappear in cloud of
dust. She knew the girls who had just
passed In the machine. They had
waved their hands gayly at her, but
she wished they hadn't She wished
she hadn't seen them. 1t was no fun
to watch other people enjoy them
selves
you expect too much" replied her
sister Kate, who sat near by trying to
make last summers dress look like
new. There are lots of things that
might happen that you wouldn't like
at ALL"
Kate was older than Molly and had
managed to evolve for herself a phi
losophy that made life easier for her
than for her restless sister
Just give up and stop expecting
things, and they will come to you with
out any trouble" she added, with q
serenity which, 1t must be confessed,
scarcely matched her inmost feelings
at that moment, for it is not the east
est thing In the world to make a last
years sleeve appear as the latest fash
ion model
"Oh, that's all very well to talk,
Kate" burst in Molly, but what good
has 1t ever done? Here we are grub
bling along In the same old humdrum
way. You've always been an angel
and given up to other people, but
you're not any nearer your ambition
than ever, and just look at mev
Kate did look at her afYectionately.
Molly was nineteen and Kate two
years older. They had taken care of
themselves for four years, Molly by
teaching music and a class of little
children, as their town had no kinder
garten, and Kate by fine sewing and
embroidery. The latter's ambition was
to be trained nurse, but that took SO
much time and she could not afford
to give up her present income even
for the prospect of a better one In
years to come. She was always call
ed upon when there was sickness and
responded cheerfuily, though usually
her compensation consisted solely Of
thanks verbally expressed
Never mind, DEAR" replied the opti-
mistic Kate. Something will happen
before you think-maybe today. Ev-
erything comes to her who waits. Sup
pose you walk over to Ferncliff and
take this waist to Mrs. Dean. l prom
Used it to her today, and It's all done up
ready to CO."
Molly arose and shook her curly
brown head, smoothed out her pink
frock and took the package. She
kissed Kate before she started out. but
there wasn't much animation In her
walk.
Something nice is on the way" said
Kate. Il feel it In my bones" Molly
laughed and ran down the steps. She
broke off a big spray of lilac as she
passed the bush by the gate and car
ried it along with her The scent of
the blossom brought memories that
were both sweet and sad. A year ago.
leaning over the gate in the moonlight
by that same lilac bush, Dick Foster
had first said, MOLLY, love you" and
new world of sweetness and life had
been opened for her Two months ago
they had quarreled and separated
Why? Why do lovers ever quarrel?
Do they know? Does anybody know?
The most foolish and futile reasons on
earth-jealousy, false pride and some
times tentative desire to gain the
mastery. With Molly and Dick it was
mostly jealousy, with hardly any foun-
dation, and after that foolish resolve
on the part of each not to give in.
Il will come back when you send for
me-" announced Dick
II will never send for you," declared
Molly.
And that was the situation, and that
was why Mollie Evans, young and
pretty and healthy, with every right to
be happy, was taking lonely walk
and feeling herself the most abused
girl in the world.
Maybe Kate is right" she thought
to herself. "Pll do things for other
people and try to forget myself. /
think I'd like to be nun anyway 1
love those white caps"
A tired looking woman passed her
just then, and sudden impulse made
Molly hand the lilac spray to her. The
woman looked surprised, but Molly
hurried on without waiting for thanks.
AS she approached a little cottage that
stood near the road she heard a childs
screams, and the same impulse made
her rush around the house In the direc-
ton of the noise. There In the kitchen
stood terrified little girl trying to put
out fire which had started from some
burning oil and which had just leaped
to the child's dress as Molly burst in
the door. To snatch q rug from the
floor and put out the latter was the
work of an instant, and in few mo-
ments more the other flames were
quenched. After it was all over the
neighbors rushed in and explained that
the little girl kept house while her
mother went out to work The damage
was slight, and neither Molly nor the
child was hurt, but when Miss Evans
started out again she was a bit pale
and shaky.
way" she told herself as she went
along.
She left the package at Ferncliff,
which was the finest estate In the
neighborhood and stood not far from
Dick Fosters home. She decided to
walk through the village on the way
back and had passed the postoftice, the
- ;,l
one, and had stopped to look in the
window of the little bookshop, where
some new music was displayed, when
she heard commotion and turned
around to see people hurrying in all
directions
"A runaway" was her first thought,
and she started to step into the store
for safety when she noticed a big
black dog approaching and heard peo-
| pie excltedly exclaim, Hes mad!'
And so he was. Yelping, swapping at
| everything, frothing at the mouth,
down the street he came. Directly
across from where Molly stood was an
open grass square where a dozen little
children, some hardly more than ba-
bies, were playing Toward them he
came, and MoIly's heart grew cold
within her. Not man moved except
to throw a stone at the mad beast. and
even the little ones seemed Obiivious
of the danger that threatened them.
Leaping, the dog gained the square,
and the next instant the maddened
mouth would have snapped at some
helpless child, but Molly was there as
soon as he was. Fear had lent wings
to her feet, and she stood directly in his
path, stopped down, caught his head in
her dress skirt and fell upon her knees,
holding him down while she screamed
for help. Scores of people rushed up
| then Some snntchad the children.