The Mathews journal. (Mathews C.H. [Court House]) 1903-1937, 1911-02-23

You go right home. Ernest" 4 49,
| vised. and tell your mother epsgtA
| thlng- Take my advice and afwnyu
tell her everything. Your nlother ~
the sweetest thing in haywood. GhS
/ was the only one who made nfR g.
I durable for me there. I'm never e,sr.--
/ Ing back. and I want you TO tel har
/ that Tor me. VIII your"
But Ernest did not even wnff e.
answer this question He forwoe -
| thanS Mrs Ventry. He bounded oNR
| OF the telephone box. A porter ean.a
racing after him TO collect the AoW
Ihat duty accomplished. Ernest tore
nome. raced up the stairs. burst tute
his mothers living-room.
Mrs. Martin looked up as he g.
tered. Her faint. impersonal gaze t0sE
grazed him before II fell again On hew
work She did not speak.
Mother" Ernest painted. II cza
tell you all about the other ni9Ak
Mrs. Martins work felI out OF hnr
hands She riveted her eyes 60 her
sons face and she did not take then
away until the last word Of his luua-
bering explanation hobbled cut EVaR
then she did not speak. Il alRoag
seemed she could not. But she Iookn6
her.
TN never lose the train sszaa.
mother" Ernest concluded. futfle2z.
But Mrs Martin had not ern..reaN
from her three days OF GOlgotha VITA
out profit.
Ernie" she said. you're gettfnx
to be such big boy now-just think
or 1t, you're most seventeen-that TIA
not going TO make you come In aa
10 every night any more I'm eoiRnr
10 give you latchkey and you can
decide yourself when to come in
Yes. NM" Ernest answered. win
the docility which. as little boy. M
had always presented to maternaa
mandate. In his joy at release frOua
the load on his heart. he was quite
impervious TO this additional ease
nent.
But 1 hope, Ernie" Mrs. Martins
eyes seemed TO implore dumbly for
something that she did not EXPIRE
that you Will always get in as carly
as you can. For I'm afraid. dear,
that as long as live I shall never got
out late"
Yes, m'm," Ernest said again
1t may here be mentioned thar NJ
though Ernest received his first latch
Key in the course OF a week be did
not have occasion to use IL for Over
a year.
When mr. Martin came home tha4
night he was astOnished TO find hEE
wife sparkling with the spirits OF her
very girlhood- She joked ali through
dinner. Ernest, too. laughed ana
larked.
Il guess the lids of again all right
Phoebe remarked. scornfully, TO her
brother.
Although the night was hot Mr.
Martin insisted on a game Of bridge
She played with Ernest and Phoebe
with her father. Mrs Martin hpIR
such hands that Phoebe. I'm dISguGt
accused her brother OF passing hka
trumps under the table. Mrs Martin
engineered successfully so daring n
series OF Illnesses that Mr.. Martin ae-
cused her OF looking into his hand Al
Ernest elegantly expressed It Ihcy
licked the tar" out OF their opDoneuaa
Half way up the stairs 10 bed 1hzx
night. Mrs. Martin. TO Mr.. Mart1usa
surprise. suddenly sat down on TIE
steps and burst out laughing. .@Wha4
in the worlds got into you. Berfha.-
he asked.
'Oh. just the moonlight, Ruessc~~
Mrs Martin answered But in tha9
answer Mrs. Martin was practising tho
evasion. which. for the purposes 81
household discipline. she had reSnoe6
ooth 20 science and an art. Whist
in reality she thought was. I'D given
hat to see those three faces .whaE
Ernie brought them together~
The next day Phoebe observed 1s.r
mother In the process OF stamping
and directing small box. jewelekIr
size.
What's that. mother?" she asked.
exercising, unabashed. the curiosity
which had assisted so signally In de-
veloping her stock of general lnfoE-
nation.
It's Aunt Mary's gold brooch
one told you about with the set ana
pearls. I'm sending it to Mrs. Ventry-
She was SO kind 10 me when she was
In haywood and I never did a thing
for her. 1t matches those earrings
of hers. you know"