The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-12

asked the 2lrl. hollys VINO tnought
of You all these ycars2'
able" said her mother, Your faith
er's Il real faithful disposition. He
wouldn't ha' sent home money if he
hadn't been No, your father S Just
be ZEN travcllin rourd over the couu-
try, clock mendin' and tinkerin' an
workin in factories, an you've no
call to be ashamed of HIM. =
:" You speak as if twas what YOU d
have picked out for HIM to do if you
had your choice, SAID the girl.
81 couldn't help piclSin it out, if
that was the way he was made, y SAID
her mother, with the queer little tang
of humor that sometimes Frightened
her. "If Ia ha' had any choice, d
had my two good feet, an then d
ha gone with him
You would. mother2 Trailing round
over the country for all the world like
two trampsS'
81 certain would SAID her mother
"Wouldn t you with Frank?'
The girl considered briefly.
"Wcll,,' she said. In a moment she
spoke more shvly. "Mother. there
WASH 4 any trouble between you and
father when he want away! Did you
have words 20
Your father was pretty still all
that spring. Mrs. Marvin spoke rap
idly, as if, having launched upon her
narrative, she found il hateful TO her.
IL guess he was thinkn how dull
twas Just TO do the chores an read
the paper. Well. one day, long to-
wards spring. he saws. sally, should you
Just as soon Hiram, Means would talk?
the farm TO the halyes?' Certain.
says /. If that s your wish We'll,
couldn I help KNOWN what was com
i'll !, and | didn Z feel any surprise when
he begun To pick up his tools, an
made up a little bag Z he could sling
over his back. One mornin - twas the
twcnty-thTd o .Iunc-he shaved him
an took his bag. You was over 10
Aunt Nabby S, playin in the garden.
that day with your apron full o poppy
dolls. There wa a'n't no dinner. II
didn I get any But ! IN runnin ahead
o. my story. Wen. he come along to
the winder where | was putin bread
into the pans, an he says, We'll. Sally.
[ guess III set out am see what l
can find. -
"What did you say, motber!"
81 didn't say anything. Oh, yes, [
of stockin So An then, when he said
he had, I SAYS, don I You want |
should put you up some lunchconl' But |
he shook his head. ] watched him
most out o. sight, an down under the |
old elm lac turned an waved his hand |
TO me. Then ] went in. That was the
twentythird % June.
Her voice showed no emotion, except, |
perhaps. little wiStfulness.
Mother" cried the girl; sharply;
her mind upon tho man she loved, q
should think YOU d have dicd.'
''Oh, no! ] don t know how TO put
il. Annie. but when things arc big !
enough they don t kill you. They Just |
shut out everything else, that s all. >
Annie moved little nearer. She !
laid her hand on her mothers knee, /
and the mother put her own hand gently |
over il.
"'You sec. said Mrs. Marvin, 81 !
couldn' Z say so much rs this before; |
o your own, seems If you ought TO
know how things stood. so, If your faith
or ever come back an ! wa MT here,
you ii take him in. You would, Annie. /
The words were like shadows coming
out of the night They struck at the |
girl and hurt her, and she answered |
sharply:
,'What makes you say such things?
What makes YOU say YOU won t be |
herel Mother, where you goin '?''
Her mothers soothing hand was on !
her hair.
''There, dear. there said Mrs Mar
win, as women comfort babies. ''Don t |
you fret. mothers right here. Only, |
if anything should happen to me, you !
must be ready to see TO father. -
u want to sec to YOU cried the
girl. in passion of homcsickncss. "It
aim right 10 leave you alone in this |
house, anyway, even if YOU do say
YOU II spend nights over to Aunt Nab |
by's. Oh mother, you're terrible oh |
stinate not to come and live with us! -
swell, now, YOU see, dear, she said,
tenderly. 81 couldn Z. could 7, when
your father might be home! He s grow
in older every year, an the time II |
come when his legs II fail him. an
mebbc then he II think of us. So, you
sec,'
'Why, mother she said, in whis-