Omaha daily bee., 1910-10-09
THRoBBlNG REVOLT OF YOUTH
Marjorie Insurged Against Mother,
Went COpiOusIy and LeRped
for Pie.

Marjorie had decided that home was no
longer endurable, so she was going to run
away.
She walked slowly and nensiveIy down
the front steps She glanced back now
and then and occasionally kicked a step,
making a sound loud enough to be heard
by any mother who really loved her child.
Such mother, hearing the sound, would
have come out and called her child back
with tears! Then such a mother would
have told her. child that she might do
anything she wished to do, even to wear
ing the new pink Bingham frock with the
strips of white embroidery whenever her
soul craved such comfort, But no mother
appeared
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 journey with a 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 If there was
hole in her stocking. She would have
TO walk hundreds of miles, perhaps, be-
fore she found shelter
She took off her shoes and examined
both stockings carefully. There was no
sign Of a 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 peering out
Marjorie rested her chin in her hands
and mentally rehearsed her woes. Yes,
there was no possible doubt that her
mother had ceased to love her.
big tear rolled down her cheek and
splashed into her lap. Two more tears
walled and bap nv
moment Marjorie forgot her troubles
and her interests in an odd way-looking
through tears made the trees across the
street dance up and down, quite as IL they
were alive. 1t was the way things looked
! when you threw a stone into clear water
and then looked down ana watched the
sand and pebbles twist about, though il
really was the water and not the pebbles
and sand that moved. Just the day be-
fore she had done this when she went
to the lake with her mother.
And that unnatural parent had really
loved her yesterday
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 dis
taste Though the pink Bingham had been
the little rift within the lutte, It was this
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mony for good and ALL Now 1t was about
to make her an outcast from a once happy
homel
II she had been allowed 70 wear the pink
Bingham, as she had wanted to- then in
| deed she would have submitted to being
sWathed In the humiliating outer covering
but when at the close Of a stormy inter-
/ view she had not only been refused the
precious boon Of the pink Bingham, but
had been firmly buttoned into a gray mon
strosity which she had always ioathed, and
| further incased in a blue and white
checked apron, her proud spirit would
! brook no more. She would no longer re-
main where SUCH brutality-nay, worse
such execrable taste-was exhibited. The
die was cast She would run awayl
As Marjorie reached this point IN her
meditauons she rose firmly 10 her feet
Then she faltered. The clock was iust
striking H. Almost luncheon timel Per
haps II would be better not 10 20 until