Evening star., 1911-06-11


Harry the giant because he is such wee little shrimp
The friendly few minutes were professional three
quarters of an hour; but Dr. Harding nearly jumped
down my throat when l muttered something about
the "fee"
"The boy is all right he said, and well able to
plague his mothers life out. 1t is his mother that I'm
anxious about.
And then he cross examined me again, and even
well, he pronounced, "theres nothing really
wrong; but don't like those faints" have tainted
once twice lately and he wormed confession out of
me- You're overworked, and want rest. The paint
ing IN the early morning is too much for you have
had few little commissions lately for painting cards.
and he wormed that out too.
Don't you think it's better for me than seeing Harry
want?" | asked, and he couldn't say anything but
"Umph!" to that.
The next day he wrote offering to send Harry to his
sister in the country for few weeks. wrote back and
said that couldn't spare him. but the doctor called at
my poor little rooms in the evening.
Now, Mrs. Marchant" " he said, you aren't the sort
OF mother to refuse to spare your boy for week two
for his good, and for yoursand that's his good too
So know that it's question of ways and means. You
think he hasn't clothes enough, eh?''
tried to tell lies; but can't tell lies to DR.. Harding
So had to own it.
Its your pride Harrys health" he pro-
nounced. well, which wins?"
In the end he took the boy himself He made
promise not to work in the evenings, and gave
tickets for plays and concerts heard "Lohengrin
after all these years!
One proof of DR.. Harding's kindness strikes es-
pecially have card or note every single morning
to say that Harry WELL When the doctor there he
wrote HIMSELF now his sister writes.
feel overwhelmed by my debt of gratitude; but
console myself by thinking that he is repaid
by his pleasure in doing good.
Now about yourself, Dear
Your loving friend,
ELSA MARcHANT.
MY DEAR EDITH: am very worried.
~ 1t is my beautiful eyes! When look
in the glass they are dull eyes to what they
were; but they are brighter than they looked
fovx,x f1,co T 1,oI :@%1o
color l think l could pass for younger than
my thirty-one. Anyhow, such as am, he likes
me. He has not said so; but l very surely
know
Why should the regard of such magnif- m
cent man worry me? you'll ask. Well, Dear,
am not in love with him. That's just ALL l
like him, trust him, admire him. That's E1
not enough. married once-and never again. ii EJ
unless love with love absolutely be- liz
yond my CONTROL l vowed it over and over u H}
And yet, if he asks met would mean so Z, &j
much to Harry! &.E,
Harry came back with new Clothes new NJ -
toys, new life. l saved up to take him to 3sWs
circus the first evening, so that he should hsas
not feel that he had returned to a dull
home. Oh, Edie, how cruel it is when you ksS5
can't do things to make your child happy UA8
And if | married DR.. Harding Harry could 'f
have everything
If l disliked DR.. Harding believe l could
do it for Harry's sake; but don't dislike him
at all. | like him. That seems to make it
more dreadful, more and diSoyal, more
hurtfu to myself. l can't do it!
| don't know why haven't fallen in love He Ca
with him. He's better than my poor Night
Jack, and he would be better to me; but fICo
was in love with Jack when married him,