The Monmouth inquirer. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1865-1933, 1906-08-30
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BY BEATRICE sTURGEs s
Copyright, 1906, by Ruby Douglas

ily,'' grumbled Molly Evans as she sat
by the open window and watched an
automobile disappear in a 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 a 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 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 a
serenity which, it 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 it 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 me-"
Kate did look at her affectionately.
Molly was nineteen and Kate two
years older They had taken care of
themselves for four years, Molly by
teaching music and 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 cheerfully, 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 prom
Used it to her today. and it's all done up
ready to go.''
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. 81 feel it in my bones" Molly
laughed and ran down the steps. She
broke off 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 a tentative desire to gain the
mastery. With Molly and Dick it was
mostly jealousy, with hardly. any foun-
dation, and after that a foolish resolve
on the part of each not to give in.
81 will come back when you send for
me-" announced Dick
] 81 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
i Maybe Kate is right" she thought
to herself. "Tll do things for other
people and try to forget myself. l
think I'd like to be a nun anyway. /
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 chiid's
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 pu
out fire which had started from some
burning oil and which had just leapet
to the child's dress as Molly burst IL
the door. To snatch rug from thu
floor and put out the latter was thu
work of an instant, and in few mo
ments more the other flames wer'
quenched. After it was all over tn,
neighbors rushed in and explained tina
the little girl kept house while he
mother went out to work. The damag
was slight, and neither Molly nor TIL
child was hurt, but when Miss Evan
started out again she was bit pal
and shaky.
"Well, something happened, any
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