Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-01

roony. had other interests today: her SON
visiting her, and cook was talking to
him in happy excited way, with the big
green butterfly bow which she reserved
for great occasions plastered on her
breast. Ellen was cleaning silver in the
laundry. her cheek now wrapped in a
small shawl
Where is everybody Elem" Susy
asked in an injured voice.
ont, said Ellen, thicki.
But where
''Drivin'.
Time was needed for the bitterness born
Of this reply to have its full effect
Mamma and papa tcuK Genevieve-and
didn't take me-"
Don't bother me. Miss Susy. said
Ellen. Me face is ready % walk off
No with the pain. an me feet are in me
knees
''Drivins"' Susy faltered. But mamma
knew | at Emmy Woods. Maybe
they drove there after | left. she con-
tinued in miserable yet hopeful specula-
ton. Perhaps they'll come back for me.
I'll put on my Roman sash 10 he ready"
They won't. then said Ellen. impa-
thence and suffering making her brutaliy
honest. I'm thinkin' your mamma said
YOU might go into Mrs. Woods. so they
could take Miss Genevieve without YOU
faisin your usual ructions.
Susy stared at her. The rising tears re-
treated before cold, dead feeling that in
some subtle way was an awakening to a
new. humiliating point of view.
Sure they'll take you-next time. said
Ellen carelessy.
Susy had too much pride 10 weep before
the servants. She Went back upstairs a
different child from the pentent who had
descended. yearning for her mother. She
felt numb and little sick. but there was
brassy flare II her brain that made her
know things never understood before dur
ing all the eight years of her life
She selected the most uncomfort able
place she could tind-the hard. ropey mat
by the back hall door. under which the
cold air crept-and there. hugging her
knees, she gave herself over to her
misery. She not loved. She was not
wanted. Her parents were gone. bearing
Genevieve u glory and pleasure the Ser
wants were cross: but, worst of all, Her
Own Mother had suggested the visit 10
Emmy. TO have her, the undesired and
unloved child. we'll out of the way.
She wept as long as the tears would
come. BY The time her eyes dry
aud burning She was hardened-a little
Isimael. If nobody loved her. why should
she love any one" II was very evident
that II she died one would care. Even
the thought that they would all he
stricken with remorse they gazed
her III her flower-trimmed coffin had cold
comfort in il.
She began TO look for the reasons which
Went TO the making of this situation. Why
did her parents love Genevieve better
than they loved her: Why was she moi
adored Emmy Woods was adored by
her mother? Thinking of Emmy made
her remember the green bottle. and that
she had been seeking a sympathetic con-
fessOr TO tell of its ruin when the knowl-
edge Of her unloved condition had come
upon her She now wove the thought of
this disaster into the questions prompted
by her sense Of injury.
If Emmy had broken the bottle. Emmy.
the pampered pet, who was loved and
guarded both by her mother and her
German governess-would Emmy be
scolded. No.
If Geneeieve had broken it-Genevieve.
aged five. whom everybody kept kissing
would she be punished? No.
If her brother Bob had broken it-Bob
aged eleven. off at boarding school.
whose homecomings were feasts, for
whom the best of everything was kept
would he be punished? Hardly-nothing
TO speak of, certainly. He would hear q;
few regretful words and be dispatched TO
apologize TO Mrs. Woods.
This was injustice. and Susy recognized
il a. such. She began TO understand ii in
her own way: Emmy was an Only Child
GeneyieVe Youngest Child. Her
brother Bob was an Eldest Child. But
she had been placed by unknd fate in the
most unattractive position possible-she
was in the middle She began to think
that the fairy stories were wrong and
that Cinderella must have been Middle
one. Well, what would happen TO a
Middle one when she. quite by accident
broke a green bottle? She would be taken
sadly by her mother TO a quiet library,
where her father would sit sternly wait
ing, and after a lot OF talk about how
awful she was, and what a disappont-
ment to her parents. various punishments
that she did not care to dwell upon, even
in fancy. would be arranged for her.
At this point the instinct of self-defensc
brought her to a decision:
IF ! say nothing about the bottle no
one will know
Her face frightened. Why not? Why
confess and be punished ?-she, the Gin
III. Governor of New Jersey to arrange
for what will in the future be known as