The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-05-07
BY HARRIET NORTON.
Copyright, 1907, by NJ. NJ. Cunningham.

! Mrs. Brant'S dog running up and down
the hall he said there was nothing in
the leases against keeping a dog. Just
| as If there wasn't a law against main
tanning nuisance! Anyhow, think
Fred ought to have a larger room, and
we can fit it up as den, and Madeline
ought to have the north light for her
work"
Madeline broke in earnestly:
] "Oh, mother, dear l do so little here
at home now that my room does very
well indeed"
! swell, l heard that those Bulgravia
apartments had a buffers pantry and
/ Anyhow, you stop off and see them"
No one answered. Mr.. Stanhope sat
staring with his unseeing eyes at an
article in the evening paper on the
proper preparation of food for infants.
but before his mental vision passed a
succession of moving vans, furniture
that needed revarnishing, pictures that
had to be reglazed.
Madeline, on her part, focused her
mental vision on a succession of DAYS
| lost, illustrations unfinished while she
restored order in the new home, long
hours devoted to packing and unpack-
ing her fragile personal belongings.
AS for Fred, he tiptoed out of the IL
brary and down the hall to where pa
tient Norah was singing over her dish
washing.
"Say, Norah, mothers got the moving
bee in her bonnet again. Bet we're out
of this house by April l."
Norah dropped her tea towel in wide
eyed dismay.
'Sure, an d sunshinier kitchen
niver worked in. Olive a good moind
to give me notice"
Madeline's girlhood had been spent in
q pretty suburb half an hours ride
from the busting city, but Mrs Stan
hope had wearied of the ubiquitous
servant girl question that stalks at the
heels of every suburban housewife. In
town even if they had no maid they
could at least eat at a nearby restau-
rant. Besides, she wanted Madeline to
be something more than a household
drudge. There were business openings
in town for a bright girl, but Madeline
was not strong enough to commute.
After all, it was Madeline who not
only secured position in a fashion
design studio, but who went to intel
| ligence offices for help and haunted
real estate offices for desirable apart
ments For four years Mrs Stanhope
had seemed absolutely obsessed by the
fo n-iY
able quarters. Each spring they had
moved until the pretty new furniture
with which Mrs Stanhope had started
her city career as q housewife looked
far less presentable than the old fash
Toned stuff they had sold at the auction
before leaving Grafton Heights. All
her ambitions seemed to center on
showing off the new apartments to her
women friends and assuring them she
had secured a bargain which should
make them turn green with envy.
The next morning Madeline and her
father left the house together.
''Do you think 1t is becoming ma
nia?" he asked anxiously.
"No; she has nothing else to do. l
WISH SOmeUnoS -
Madeline stopped and looked down
the long stretch of asphalt pavement.
Her father supplied the words.
"That we were back in Grafton
Heights, where she had roses to train
and the neighbors' chickens to shoe off
our lawn. Seems as if all city women
are restless"
Eyes; l guess it's in the air. l felt
as though l must be doing something
big, getting somewhere, for awhile aft
err we moved to town, but now
They separated at the corner
81 hope those Bulgravia apartments
will all be on court, with no closets
and an exorbitant rent"
mo such luck" responded Madeline,
with a forced smile They'll be very
modern and all desirable, and il you
are a dear, sensible father you'll have
a business call to Chicago about April
1. 1t will be over when you come
back"
Brave as were her words, Madeline's
| eyes turned grave as soon as her father
turned away. And all day the thought
of her mothers restless spirit, the in
evitable moving, the noise, the discom-
fort, burned in on her heart and soul
until she could hardly work. Finally
she flung aside her pen and asked to
be excused for the afternoon She
might as well get it over with, so she
boarded the car which passed the Bull
gravia. The new apartments were con-
siderably farther out than she had an
ticipated, and as one passenger after
another dropped off and the soft sprin
air crept into the car sudden desire
to see Grafton Heights with its subur
ban restfulness took possession of her.
'B. and A. depotr bawled the con-
ductor
Madeline spraug to her feet The Bull
gravia apartments were half mile be-
You'd, but this was the last station OF
the B. and A. inside the city limits.
And the B. and A. led to Grafton
Heights!
She left the train and gazed around
in surprise. The depot building was
entirely new, a pretty brick and tile
affair, with trim flower beds all laid out
| for spring planting. She crossed the
tracks and followed the street leading
to their old home, but was amazed to
find that the trees, mere striplings
when they left, now intertwined their
branches over the sidewalk. An air Of
permanency and restfulness seemed to
envelop the community. Progress was
there, but not half finished buildings,
torn pavements and moving vans.
How the ivy had grown over the Bur
den gateway In front of her own old
home she stopped and almost rubbed
her eyes. Had it really been that
pretty2
No; there was new porch on the
south side, and bay window had been
thrown out from her room. What a
lovely room it must be, with that flood
of light pouring into it!
Il wonder if they'd care
With firmly set lips she threw hesita-
ton to the winds, opened the low iron
gate and walked up the well kept path
to the front door.
II beg pardon" she said as a white
haired lady opened the door, and then
she stopped, and her face turned first
scarlet, then white "Oh, Mrs. Carruth,
I did not know you had bought the
place 1 just thought
A gently insistent hand drew her in
side the door and led her into the sit
ting room. Madeline leaned against
the door jamb, staring around her. 1t
| was ilisf as they had left Il