The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1906-11-23

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worked in worsted, and plaster casts of
Mary and her little lamb, there were three
trunks, six goods boxes, six or eight chairs
| and kitchen table
1t was evidently case of "Parting
makes the heart grow fonder," and if
| anything had been stored or discarded we
were at loss to name it. When we had
seen barrel of potatoes, five gallon can
of kerosene oil, box of coal, and whole
garden outfit deposited in our front room,
we withdrew to the most distant part Of
the house, our own bedroom upstairs, and
dismay was written on our brows in bid
bold letters.
'We can't turn her away in the storm.
What have we done?'
James voice was almost sob, and she
so masterful with that classic nose and
way she had of taking everything camlly.
When Jane spoke like that matters were
bad-they must be bad indeed.
Given if we could ask her to go she s
given up her house, I heard her say so"
was my consoling remark
Elizabeth, Elizabeth cried Jane, 81
wish our financial problems had remained
unsolved, money can tpay for an invasion
like this We waited, sitting very un-
comfortably on the extreme edge of our
bed, until we heard the heavy wagon
rumble off. Then We stood up and looked
at each other as if to say
"Fare&ell, joy, this is the end of all
our earthly dreams"
But humor is a saving grace. The
ludicrousness of the situation took hold Of
us. Jane dropped into low rocking
chair and laughed until the tears ran down
her cheeks. For my part, [ rolled on the
bed and held my aching sides.
Then we dried our eyes and went down
stairs and pried Mrs. Sewell out of the
debris in the front room and made her
comfortable in our own cosy sitting room.
"Don't you do another stroke of work
this Thanksgiving Day." we said and at
noon we left her to keep our engagement.
She had decided not to 60 out to dinner,
as Cornelia was away, so we left charm
ing little dinner all but ready for her.
The last words we heard her say, after she
thanked US, we're:
"What was Cornelia thinking of to say
there was room for all l need. -
CONAN wants but little here below, y
I chanted, cor woman either" We
laughed all the way to the station, we
laug ghed as we sat in the car, we laughed
when we reached our destination, and in
the very midst of our Thanksgiving din
ner, caught James eye and we barely
saved ourselves from disgrace. We had
no idea how to get out of the scrape we
were in but that made it the funnier.
When we reached home at ten O clock
that night the climax awaited us. Cor
nelia' mother, with energy only equalled
by that of her own daug ghter, had risen
in rebellion, re-entered her little house,
summoned another moving van, and de
parted with her belongings just as the early
twilight fell. She left note explaining
all and regretting the trouble we had been
subjected to:
Then for the first time we dared to give
full vent to our feelings. We went into
our vacated room and lighted the gas, and
Jane held on to the mantelpiece while l
hung over the back of the strongest chair
and had a policeman been passing at that
hour know not where we might have
been landed.
"Tm Observation-Disclosures have
to know all-until Saturday" [ managed
to gasp.
"And L m thankful that we two idiots
can just live by ourselves, said Jane.
"The poor little lady is thankful too, l
am sure, to be where she has room for all
she needs o, Jane, me own true love,
we won't soon forget the moving events of
this Thanksgiving Day"