Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1910-11-02
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was no longer endpfnble. so she was
going TO run away! 80
She walked slowly AID pensiveiy
down the front stepa. She glanced
back now. and then and occasionally
kicked a step. making a sound loud
enough 10, be heard By any mother
who really loved her child. Such O
mother. hearing the sound. would
have come out and called her child
back with tears. Then such~a moth
sS=would have told her child That she
might do anything she wished to do.
even 70 wearing the new pink ging-
ham frock with the strips OF white
embroidery Whenever her soul craved
such comfort But no mother APP
peared,
Marjorie sat down on the bottom
step and removed her right shoe. She
thought maybe there was a pebble in
that shoe. or course. no sensible
person would start on long Jour-
ney with pebble in her shoe. 1t
took some time for Marjorie to get
her shoe adjusted. Then It occurred
to her that she'd better see II there
was a hole, in her stocking. She
would have to walk a hundreds of
miles, perhaps. before she found
shelter.
y She took of her shoe and examined
both stockings carefully. There was
no sign OF hole in either AS she
replaced her left shoe she thought
she heard the screen door open, but
when she turned around to look there
was no anxious motherly face peer
Ing out
Marjorie rested her chin m her
hands and mentally rehearsed her
woes. Yes, there was no possible
doubt that her mother had ceased
to love her. u
A big tear rolled down her cheek
and splashed into her lap. Two more
tears welled up and filed her eyes.
Then for a moment Marjorie forgot
her troubles and her interests I'm an
odd way-looking through tears made
the trees across the street dance ND
and down, quite as II they were alive.
1t was the way things looked when
you threw a stone into clear water
and then looked down, and watched
the sand and pebbles twist about.
though It really was the water anil
not the pebbles and sand that moved.
Just the day before she had done this
when she went TO the lake with her
mother
And that unnatural parent had ZEAL
iy loved her yesterday! S cell
{ The tears came in real earnest this
time. Marjorie wiped them away with
the corner of her apron Then she
regarded that seemingly innocuous
garment with distaste. Though the
pink gingham had been the little rift
within the Lutte. It was this miserable
apron that had silenced the harmony
for good and all. Now It was about
to make her an outcast from a once
happy home! OH .I.r.
II she had been allowed to wear
the pink Bingham, as she had wanted
to, then indeed she would have sub
mitted to. being swathed In the hui
initiating outer covering. but when at
the close of a stormy interview she
had not only beeD refused the pre-
cious boon of the pink Bingham, but
had been firmly buttoned into a gray
monstrosity which she had always
loathed, and further .incased In a
blue and white checked apron, her
proud spirit would brook no more
She would no. longer remain where
such brutality-nay. worse. such ex
ecrable taste--was exhibited. The
die was cast. She would run away
AS Marjorie reached this point IN
her meditations she rose firmly to
her feet. Then she faltePed. The
clock was Just striking IL. Almost
luncheon time! Perhaps It would be
better not to go. until properly forti
fed. Perhaps she would better wal,
until afterla substantial luncheon.
Bobby, tho fat little fox terrier
came bouncing joyous1y around the
corner OF the house and hurled him
self upon Marjorie like a joy-intoxi
Gated catapult. She submitted to his
moist caresses with a pensive pleas
ure. Poor little Bobby! He didnT
know that he was looking his last
upon hero There wouldn't. be any
body to take him to the lake and
throw sticks for him Marjorie cried
six big tears for poor little Bobby
Then she pushed him away. 1917 e
After all. perhaps she'd better moi
wait until after luncheon. Perhaps
II would-be best feF-heF and. "a he.
mother not to meet again. Marjorie
cried sympathetic tear or two for her
mother. =.
And daddy! Marjorie sobbed ou,
right when she thought of daddy
Daddy surely loved her IT took q
very stern frown indeed from mother
TO Silence his oever-readg, pleading
oh, let her do IT, ~
Marjorie vailed. toward the bacl
OF the house. Bobby leaping and
cavorting about her. As she crept
past the dining-room there was tar
on the window. Looking up, she me
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