The Holbrook news., 1911-02-24

you," Mabel answered in the same
 key.
 Altogether she made a good If faint
 impression-chiehy by the things she did not say and do. There was nc
 effacing herself, just lack of forth 1 putting. And when the party broke i mp she fairly dragooned Archer into I taking home Mrs. March, a merry ] widow, who had made a condescension 1 of coming, He got back in vile tenn 1 per, but said only to his wife:
 If this is part of the programme,
 when next you feed lions, 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 it 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 it in a 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 I 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 it 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, it appeared, lived on the same line, so there was talk between the | two girls despite their differing sta tiop-, Ada was above the snobbery of patronage to any clean and simple. l minded human being.
 Why. It was Mrs. Sandford her | self showed me the difference be- | tween bad ways and good ones," Mary | explained. "She knew a lot-and bent [ her mind all the time to learning more. But she was that shy of hay ing folks know it. most of all her hus- band. It helps 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- CT. but don't you think we can learn. with love teaching us?'
 Yes, ma'am. she meant love of everything 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. iong letter. and Mary's saying was he text of it. He answered it in per son; they went back to town married. Mabel then gave dinner not up to he double standard of herself, plus Mary, but still more than passable.
 As Linson and Ada went away he said, batting her hand softly:
 Mabel is a real home missionary. We'll go hunting an apartment with ! sa1 I'd 4ot1<