The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-07-23

On, honey Httle uouSe' eus
whispered.
Henry lit his pipe and settled him
self deep in his arm chair.
Right little. tight little, nest" hi
answered. through clouds Of smoke
and did not even pretend to b.
ashamed OF such foolishness.
"Oh. coy, cunning home" cried
Margery, with great content.
They sat for some time in silence
while outside the storm roared and
whistled through the trees. A vivid
fash of lightning tore the darkness
and Marcy jumped and squealed.
Not afraid OF that" asked Henry
as of old
She almost forgot what the an
swer should be. but got it out before
the pause was noticeable. mot when
you are here" she answered. but
Henry. what are you doing here?
thought you had rooms at the club"
Which shows how much you knew
about me, or cared" he answered
gloomily. I've been living here over
two months. with old Martha keep
Ing house for me. She's gone to her
sick daughter tonight. When the
trouble got so bad"-he WINGED and
spoke with lowered voice-"I couldn't
stand it. Marcy. l bolted from the
club one night and came back home
He leaned over and touched one OF
Polly's pink toes. Fine kiddie." he
said. very fine kiddie. But where
did you get her. Margy?"
Margery flushed with pleasure. I'm
SO glad you like her. It's Mary Halls
baby. You remember poor Mary. that
went to school with me? Her hus.
band left her nothing. you know, and
when she died the baby was put in
an asylum, a horrid place whore she
had to wear uniform" She Rugged
Polly Marie close. I'D been going
10 see the little thing, and when the
trouble got SO bad"-her turn to
speak with lowered voice. couldn' I
hight 1t out alone. So went right
down and got Polly Marie fer my
very own"
I'm glad" declared Wade with
satisfaction THE little house had
always wanted baby, Marcy"
Perhaps she suggested, If we'd
had one II wouldn't have happened
as It did" Then. for a woman must
ever NEEDLE with the tree Of useless
knowledge What made it happen,
Henry? Was il III" stacks of money
NAT brau"hl on our di
I'M 'ls hard WAS over her lips.
lIush Margy, No, one word Of
lat That hapeeiea back there in
u" world. "aen You came through
y" iron Sato r'dct the honcysucklc
arbor. and r;tlsod the brass knocker
on the door You remember how we
searched H." toWn for that kn0cker?
then yot lofi the world behind
You mus N,ver say HAT word in
acre, for it would hurt the little
Drown house lou see, Marcy, the
little brown house is real home,
and the minute that word is spoken,
or even thought of. within its four
walls, Il real home dies"
How stupid of me-" she cried.
and 10 think | almost killed the lit.
tie house. | mustn't say that word
even to tell you how sorry -.
Henry. that ! was so foolish and III.
NO. my dear. not even to give me
the chance to tell you how ashamed
am or the wrong did you"
lie drew a bowl Of violets across
he table and held them toward her.
They'll make you forget, Marcy.
They grow so close to mother earth
hat they know her sweet, wise Sc.
'rets."
"Oh. wild. faint. woodsy SMELL"
She cried and buried her face in the
lowers.
Henry" she declared. looking up
II him with sudden understanding.
you've been working in the gar.
len all day. Henry. you didn't-you
'ouldn't be so cruel as to plant nv
vet patch:"
He nodded guiltily. How could
nov this wonderful thing would
lappen!"
oh. you're the stupid one now"
he answered joyfully. For shame
o have SO little faith. Didn't you
now Id come home at lastor
You're right" he apologized, but
on see | had to plant ever so hard
oday. TO take my mind off other
Kings. Tomorrow I'll dig it up and
on can plant il all over again"
He made chain OF the largest
lessons and put it on her head.
rawing her hair about her face. |
Madonna. he called her. my lady
the earth and man and all things
and human" and stooping
uickly he kissed her.
Margery blushed like a schoolgirl
nd sat up In sudden. wideeyed re.
lembrance. Henry. Henry, must
o. can't stay here tonight. You
rent my husband any longer. What
ould people say"
Il" People would be Mortified. But
on can't go out in all that storm