Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1911-10-21
TO her WHO WAITS +;
More Came to Molly Than She
Really Expected.
by BEATRICE sTuReEs.

sly" grumbled Molly Evans as she
sat by the open window and watched
an automobile disappear In cloud of
dust She knew the girls who had
just passed In the machine. They had
waved their hands gayly at her, but
she wished they hadn't. She wished
she hadn't seen them. 1t was no fun
10 watch other people enjoy them
selves.
you expect too much" replied her
sister Kate. who sat near by trying to
make a last seasons dress look like
new. There are lots OF things that
might happen that you wouldn't like
at ALL"
Kate was older than Molly and had
managed to evolve for herself a phi
losophy that made life easier for her
than for her restless sister
"Just give up and stop expecting
things and they will come to you
without any trouble" she added. with
a serenity which. 1t must be confessed,
scarcely matched her inmost feelings
at that moment, for 1t Is not the easi-
est thing In the world to make last
years sleeve appear as the latest fash
ion model.
"Oh, that's all very well to talk,
Kate" burst in Molly, "but what good
has 1t ever done2 Here we are grub
bling along In the same old humdrum
way. You've always been an angel
and given up to other people, but
you're not any nearer your ambition
than ever. and just look at mel''
Kate did look at her affectionately.
Molly was nineteen and Kate two
years older. They had taken care of
themselves for four years, Molly by
teaching music and a class Of little
children, as their town had no kinder
garten, and Kate by fine sewing and
embroidery. The latter's ambition was
to be a trained nurse, but that took so
much time, and she could not afford
to give up her present income even
for the prospect of a better one in
years to come. She was always called
upon when there was sickness and re-
sponded cheerfuiiy, though usually her
compensation consisted solely of
thanks verbally expressed.
''Never mind, DEAR" replied the opti-
mistic Kate. Something will happen
before you think-maybe today. Ev-
erything comes to her who waits. Sup
pose You walk over to Ferncliff and
take this waist to Mrs. Dean. / prom
Used 1t to her today, and it's all done
up ready to CO."
Molly arose and shook her curly
brown head. smoothed out her pink
frock and took the package. She
kissed Kate before she started out,
but there wasn't much animation In
her walk.
Something nice Is on the way"
said Kate. "I feel It In my bones"
Molly laughed and ran down the
steps. She broke Off a big spray of
lilac as she passed the bush by the
gate and carried It along with her
The scent of the blossom brought
memories that were both sweet and
sad A year ago. leaning over the
gate in the moonlight by that same
lilac bush, Dick Foster had first said,
Molly, love you" and new world
OF sweetness and life had been opened
for her. Two months ago they had
quarreled and separated Why? Why
do lovers ever quarrel? Do they
know? Does anybody know? The
most foolish and futile reasons on
earth-jealousy, false pride and some
times a tentative desire to gain the
mastery. With Molly and Dick it was
mostly jealousy. with hardly any foun-
dalton. and after that foolish resolve
on the part of each not to give In.
II will come back when you send for
me-" announced Dick.
Il will never send for you" declared
Molly.
And that was the situation, and that
was why Mollie Evans, young and
pretty and healthy. with every right to
be happy, was taking lonely walk
and feeling herself the most abused
girl In the world. So .
Maybe Kate is right" she thought
to herself. ''I'll do, things for other
people and try to forget myself. I
think I'd like to be a nun anyway. /
love those white caps,'
A tired looking woman passed her
just then, and q sudden impulse made
Molly hand the lilac spray to her. The
woman looked surprised, but Molly
hurried On without waiting for thanks.
las she. approached a little cottage that
stood near the road she heard a child's
screams, and the same impulse made
her rush around the house in the direc-
ton OF the noise. There In the kitchen
stood asterrified little girl trying to put
out a FIRE which had started from some
burning oil and which had just leaped
to the child's dress as Molly burst In
the door. To snatch rug from the
floor and put out the latter was the
work OF an instant. and In few mo-
ments more the other flames were
Quenched. After 1t was all over the
heighbors rushed in and explained that
the little girl kept house while her
mother went out to work. The damage
was slight, and neither Molly nor the
shiid was hurt. but when Miss Evans
started out again she was bit pale
and shaky.
''Well, something happened, any
way" she told herself as she went
along.
she left the package at Ferncliff.
which was the finest estate in the
neighborhood and stood not far from