The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1910-12-15
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herself swept OFF tnr piano stool and installed
where. on the rounded arm Of a big easy chair
she had little more liberty Of movement than
that Of swinging her feet naughty and rebel
lousy. while her husband questioned her
What book were you reading SO intenty
this afternoon when | came upon you in the
corridor Let me- see IT."
"shan't!" "a umel. oh, you coward, he
cause you are stroug' shall 20 Toto"
"Wh,rc? To whum?" said Harry easily.
ITO my-to Aunt Laotita."
she wouldn't have you. child" laughed hor
husband, and besides, she would charge you
board-which should have to pay"
well, | wouId pay It out Of my own mon.
cy--there"
What own money!"
My house money"
You forget Mrs. Morris Moore" said her
husband. Erayely, II you run away you
wouldn't have any house money"
Then IN n burst as he shook her, 'Oh' you
great baby" he cried. mako up Bring the
book II was a volume Of your diary. knew
by the lock III show you mine. Fair ex.
change, or with YOU"
well come with me. then" said Clara.
holding out her hand. but don't YOU think I'm
giving in Us only yielding to brute force My
spirit is unconquered."
Never mind your spirit" said her lord
"fctch the book"
And in these books, the greater and tho
lesser they read late into the night.
And this was what they found
"'Christmas eve - said Clara begin
there"
And she paused waiting with her finger
in it's place.
"Oh" said her husband q don't think there
is much"
And you call yourself writer"
well, shall | Begin" Clara wns all on
pins and needles now She could hardly keep
still. The quarrel was forgotten
"Christmas eve tshe rcad). a dull day
Paid calls in the lane-Wcnt to Margaret's.
Baby is adorable and Tom begins TO love me
and calls ME Aunty dce-ar. Came home by
Grants and brought back fruit for dinner
There rs man coming. friend OF fathers.
II is q horrld nuisance"
Here Clara Moore broke on suddenly
"Oh | wrote everything fresh. you see
wanted to remember You've no idea how bad
my memory used to be in those days. Being
married helps. one has to remember ones
husbands iniqutles"
"'Set in notebook learned and conned by
rote' murmured Harry.
His wife stopped and looked severely at
him.
Well she said, Il dld write a lot, | KNOW,
and yours is no fair exchange. ! did It partly
as an exercise, you see, for considered
very good at composition ut school, whatever
you may think. Besides, | don't believe you
have anything In that book at ALL"
"Oh, yes--I have!" and he fourished a
closely written page OF memoranda before her
eyes
We'll" she said, with sigh (and her eyes
were dim and distant). Il will read-though |
never thought to let anyone see-not even you.
But since you have been horrid to me- I
will"
1t seemed an odd reason but Harry wisely
nodded Clara nuttered some leaves thought
fully. Where shall go on?" she asked knit
ting her brows.
"You did begin from the beginning" he
smiled as he spoke, why not continue7"
She glanced up with sudden shyness. almost
as he spoke, why not continuo?"
She glanced up with sudden shyness, al
most like n surprised Eve.
you were saying that II was horrd nut
sance, having me come to dinner" said Harry
Moore, did you change your mind?"
Here It is" said his wife. running her eye
down the columns OF cose.knit writing. 90
H. NJ He is gone. II was not 30 horrid after
all But think he likes Edith best He Ia
big and badly dressed. Why can't writers and
artistic people dress humanity? He had on the
funniest tie ever saw, and beard. and he
came in big gray cloak like one of Mlets
shepherds. But he talked-yes, It was worth