Willmar tribune., 1911-06-28

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She evolved 4 plan. called family
council and eventually wrote q letter. "
''There." she said placidly. wiping
her glasses. II hope Mary win like
my plan. She was always great
ono to make believe
After week had gone past Mrs.
Brown tried to make herself keep away
from the mail box at the front gate
but In vain. She watched daily for
the carriers coming. and when he had
gone past she plodded out to the gate.
Her heart stood still when she saw
letter. She picked It up. It was
the letter. It seemed to her that her
heart would have broken IL 1t had
been anything else. She could hardly
walk back to the house and sank
breathless on the lowest step.
She was to visit Ellen first, the letter
read, then q letter would come telling
her whom she should visit next, and
90 on. Thus there would be some
thing for her to look forward to.
There were great many do you re-
members" following the business part
Of the letter. and Mary Brown laughed
softly to herself.
The hungry clatter Of chickens and
pigs reused her at last The rapt ex-
preston faded from her face. and she
looked anxiously at the setting sun.
al "a al lot
ting late. Shoe. there! I'm coming to
feed you now"
The next morning she arose with
feeling Of elation. )
''Now I am visiting Ellen,'' she
thought happily. "Ellen had pancakes
for breakfast when was there be-
FORE"
Mrs. Brown had pancakes for break
fast, served with the best sirup. and
she beamed upon Jared in a way that
made him feel uncomfortable.
At noon she had fried chicken, and
Jared watched her in astonishment as
she helped herself to one of the choic-
est joints favorite piece.
"Are you feeling well?' he asked.
"As well as common. thank you.'
she responded in her best company
manner, and Jared pondered in silence.
He noticed during the next few days
that things did not seem to run with
their accustomed smoothness, and he
did not understand why 1t was so.
His wife seemed well; in fact. when
he took pains to observe her carefully,
she looked uncommonly well. He de-
cided the trouble lay with himself.
II wish you'd fx me up some BIT
ters, Mary" he said that evening: Il
don't seem to be feeling just right"
"Why. certainly. Wil-Jared." Mrs.
Brown said cordially. ''1'd love to.
Ill do it the first thing in the morn
Ing"
Jared had expected instant sympa-
thy and was prepared to give his
symptoms in detail after he had had
little gentle urging. But Mrs. Brown
was visiting William just then. and
William had written that his health
was fairly good. Moreover. she re-
membered that William had never
liked to be fused over. Therefore she
f0rbore to ask questions. and Jared
turned to his paper in disgust.
With the morning came a letter.
Her mind was filed with pleasant fan
cies, and the bitters was forgotten.
Jared was indignant. He was not ac-
customed to being. ignored. and Mrs.
Brown was ignoring him. 1t was not
Intentional, however. The truth was
that he simply did not enter into her
present existence.
Her necessary work she CLOSED over
by pretending to be helping which
ever relative she was visiting. and
when that was done she followed bold
ly where her fancy led. 1t led her to
do many things that puzzled Jared.
She walked around imaginary chill
dren when she worked and crooned to
imaginary babies while she rocked
To be sure Jared could not know why
she suddenly swerved from a straight
course in going from one room to an
other or why she held her arms In
such peculiar manner when she
rocked It came to him suddenly one