The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1911-03-30

a Saint Cecilia expression, gathering
up bottles of medicine-most Of it
flesh reducer, which was pathetic, and
closing windows for fear of drafts.
She refused to help with the house
work. and looked quite exalted. but by
afternoon it had palled on her some
what, and she and Max shook dice.
Betty was really pleased when Aunt
Selma sent for her. She took In a
bottle OF cologne to battle her brow.
and we all stood outside the door and
listened. Betty tiptoed in in her pref.
ty cap and apron, and we heard her
cautiously draw down the shades.
What are you doing that for?"
Aunt Selma demanded. Il like the
light"
IT'S bad for your poor eyes," Betty's
tone was exactly the proper bedside
pitch, low and sugary.
Sweet and low, sweet and low.
wind of the western seat" Dial hum
med outside.
Put up those window-shades,-
Aunt Selina's voice was strong enough.
What's In that bottle?"
Betty was still mild. She swished to
the window and raised the shade.
I'm so sorry you are ILL.," she said
alphabetically. This is for your
poor aching head. Now close your
eyes and lie perfectly still. and / will
cool your forehead"
There's nothing the matter with
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I have not lost my faculties: l am not
a child or a sick COW If that's per-
fumery, take it out"
We heard Betty coming to the door,
but there was no time to get away.
She had dropped her mask for a min
ute and was biting her lip, but when
she saw us she forced a smile.
She's I'll, poor dear" she said. "Tf
you people will go away, / can bring
her around all right. In two hours
she will eat out of my hand"
Eat a piece out Of your hand" Max
scoffed in a whisper.
We waited a little longer, but It was
100 painful. Aunt Selma demanded a
mustard foot bath and a hot lemonade
and her back rubbed with liniment
and some strong black tea. And in
the intervals she wanted to be read
to out of the prayer-book. And when
we had all gone away, there came the
most terrible noise from Aunt Selina's
room, and every one ran. We found
Betty in the hall outside the door, cry
ing, with her fingers in her ears and
her cap owe her eye. She said she
had been putting the hot-water bottle
to Aunt Selina's back, and it had been
too hot. Just then something hit
against the door with a soft thud. fell
to the floor and burst, for a trickle Of
hot water came over the sill.
"She won't let me hold her hand"
Betty walled, cor battle her brow, or
smooth her pillow. She thinks Of
nothing but her stomach or her back!
And when l try to make her bed look
decent, she spits at me like a cat.
Everything I do is wrong. She spilled
the foot-bath into her shoes, and blam-
ed me for it,"
1t took the united efforts Of all of
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smiled nastily-to get Betty back into
the sick-room again. I was supremacy
thankful by that time that | had not
drawn the nurses slip. With dinner
ordered in from one of the clubs, and
the omelet ten hours behind me, my
position did not seem so unbearable.
But a new development was coming.
While Betty was fussing with Aunt
Selma, Max led a search of the house.
He said the necklace and the bracelet
must be hidden somewhere, and that
no creyice was too small to neglect.
We made a formal search all to-
gether, except Betty and Aunt Selma,
and we found a lot OF things In differ
ent places that Jim said had been
missing since the year one. But no
jewels-nothing even suggesting a
jewel was found. We had explored the
entire house. every cupboard, every,
chest, even the insides Of the couches
and the pockets Of Jim's clothes
which he resented bitterly-and found
nothing, and l must say the situation
was growing rather strained. Some
one had taken the Jewels; they hadn't
walked away.
1t was Flanagan who suggested the
roof, and as we had tried every place
else, we climbed there. or course we
didn't find anything, but after all day
In the house with the shutters closed
on account Of reporters, the air was
glorious. 1t was February, but quite
mild and sunny. and we could look
down over Riverside Drive and the
Hudson, and ven recognize people we
knew on horseback and In cars. II
was a pathetic Joy. and we lined up
along the parapet and watched the
motor-boats racing on the river, and
tried to feel that we were in the world
as well as Of 1t. but 1t was very hard.