Hopkinsville Kentuckian., 1910-02-08

cookies In the little Jar You alway.
have them, you know
So Jean sat and ate cookies and
talked in her gay, light way of every.
thing except the reason why she
came back.
!, She examined Emily's dress and Of
fered to ok It, "Iil run i'm the bed.
! room and take Off this gown and be
comfy"
! When she came back she wore a
pale gray kimono
: Nov you look like my own little
JEAN" her mother said. brightly. and
suddenly Jean clung to her, sobbing.
"Oh. mother, mother" she said. 'I
have come back to be your own little
Jean-always"
Then you are not going back to
, the city," her mother asked.
"No-let me tell you why"
II was a simple little tale Of the
effort to preserve high ideals amid
sordid surroundings "All of the girls
wanted pretty clothes, and we would
do almost anything to get them. We
lived in poor, little rooms and cooked
our sausages and ham and eggs over
the gas jet-and we bought silk stock
ings and puffs with the money we
saved We didn't have enough to eat
sometimes but we could sweep the
length Of our silk pettlcOats across the
floor and we consoled ourselves that
way"
But you wrote that you we're hap.
py-"
"At hrst / was" Jean said. II was
tust silly enough TO think that look
ing well would make up for it alt But
after a while IL seemed to me that
should die If didn't see the feds |
and hear the bfrds-oh you don't I
know how / wanted 20 run right out I
to Andy's farm, mother"
II thought yo0 hated the farm"
81 did-because didn't know"
She cane over and knelt by her
the city--Ifs was rfch and generous.
and he took me out to suppers when
was hungry--and to ride in ffIs motor
cav when / was tired st last GIs asked
me- to marry him and + said, Yes
But + didn't tel you. because some
how / couldn't see you welcoming him
to this shabby little home. Not be-
cause he was too fine for u, but be-
cause yoU were too fine for him,
all of his money was
OF him And that wasn't ali
Il seemed to me that instead OF want
ng me to live up to the best that was
n me he wanted to drag me down TO
lis level. He liked to have me amuse
iim with my brightness But the real
ne. the real woman of rue. that you
NOW, mother, he didn't care to un-
erstand
She stopped and went on. slowly |
And last night-last night / had a
etter from Andy Wentworth. For aii
hat he really knew, l was happy and
rosperous, but his heart had told him
hat needed him. He begged me to
ct him know II Anything troubled ms,
hat he might help. Even though +
,ould not have him in my life. he
Tanted to care for me-to prosect me
rom evil"
She stood up with shining eyes
And that's why came back. mother
% be your own little Jean again To-
larry Andy. To live In Gods CounA
ry and forget the things r have
earned in the city, l wish could
ell all girls to stay near their moth
rs and the good men who love them
for there's nothing that makes up
or Il in the Whole wide world.
She was sobbing again In her moth
RS arms. But presently she sat up.
I cts finish Emilys dress" she said.
md when she had' put a stitch here
nd there and had7 tied the bows' she
leId it up. "She- shall wear my pink
orals and my gold comb" She said,
and she will be. the belle Of the ball,
nut | will stay, home with yOir,. and
INDY shall come, and you shaif give
IS your blessing. and please God we
YIN all live happy ever after. mother.
Iear."