The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1911-06-16

you," Mabel answered In the same
key.
Altogether she made a good If faint
mpression-chieny by the things she
did not say and do. There was no
effacing herself, Just a lack of forth
putting And when the party broke
up she fairly dragooned Archer into
taking home Mrs. March, a merry
widow, who had made a condescension
Of coming. He got back in vile tenn
per, but said only to his wife:
eff this is part of the programme,
when next you feed lions, l shall have
business-in Buffalo or somewhere"
He did not mean it. Mabel under
stood. She waited six weeks, then
called in the balance Of the gang. By
this speculation regarding her was on
edge. Arch had not once come back
to dine at the old haunts, though he
had several times looked in, on his
way home after dining very far
downtown. So he was not tied to an
apron-string. Moreover, he looked
happy. Moreover further, he had land
ed new play without a scrap, in
spite of having written It at fever
heat Every one thought he would
do well to send his wife home to her
people when rehearsals began. Oddly
enough, nobody ventured to say SO
there was something in his manner
which forbade.
The Willards felt that they should
show the gangs appreciation of Mabel
they did 1t by special Marella din
ner.
Next day but one Ada Ware ran in
to see Mabel, who herself opened the
dor, and held up a warning hand.
'"If you come in, walk softly she
said Mary is sick-the doctor says
she has missed pneumonia by the mar
rowest squeak. She's asleep now
in the living room-with all the win
dows open. Air is the great thing,
you know"
Anybody else would let her get 1t
In hospital" Ada said, with an odd
feeling in her throat Mabel was as
neat as could be, but her face was
strained and lined, her eyes heavy.
The eyes became suddenly vivid.
IF it had been me i'll, you couldn't
have driven Mary away-not If had
had the plague" she said. when she
Is well enough, we are going to send
her to see her people up-country-
Archer has promised 1t to me for my
birthday present"
What will you do without herr"
Ada asked-by this time the gang had
decided that the Sandfords had by
unheard-of luck found the one perfect |
servant.
Mabel looked a little thoughtful.
"Why, we shall get somebody" she |
said. Until we do, Arch will put up |
with my cooking. You know he's per
fectly angelic"
The riddle remained until Mary |
was leaving. Ada had volunteered to
go part of the way with her-her own
people, 1t appeared, lived on the same
line, so there was talk between the
two girls despite their differing sta
ton. Ada was above the snobbery of
patronage to any clean and simple
minded human being.
why! 1t was Mrs. Sanford her.
self showed me the difference be-
tween bad ways and good Ones" Mary
explained. She knew lot-and bent
her mind all the time to learning
more. But she was that shy of hav-
ing folks know it, most Of all her hus-
band. 1T helps a man so to think he
has something soft and helpless to
take care Of, she told me once And
she'd laugh and say: Mary, we don't
know so much, both of us put togeth-
er, but don't you think we can learn,
with love teaching usT
Yes, ma'am, she meant love of
everything-your work, your husband,
your home. She's the sort that will
make any girl worth her salt You
Just have to do the best that's In you
for lady that expects nothing else"
That night Ada wrote Linson long,
long letter, and Mary's saying was
the text Of 1t. He answered 1t In per-
son; they went back to town married.
Mabel then gave dinner, not up to
the double standard of herself, plus
Mary. but still more than passable.
AS Linson and Ada went away he
said, patting her hand softly:
Mabel is a real home missionary.
wen go hunting an apartment with
a real kitchen tomorrow"