Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-03
THE EVENING STORY.
Uplifting the Family.
Copyright. 1918. by w. werner.)

Copyright, 1918, by w. Werner.)
Fanny Fuller. after her father. was the
Oldest Of the Fuller household. Sometimes
she felt that s.le was older even than he
Strangers frequently mistook her for his
wife instead of his daughter. And 1t was
no wonder. At thirty-four Fanny had ac-
quired that indescribable appearance of
maturity which inclined one to believe
that she might be anywhere from forty
to fifty-fve.
Her good cooking. management, econ
omy and judgment had much to do with
her fathers jaunty Observation-Disclosures.
Life for him held no care or task bigger
than filling his pipe or cutting the pages
Of a new magazine. He read and smoked
necessarily. He liked to think that he
was gathering material for a book which
he meant to write some time. 1t was to
be a wonderful book, that should bring
him fame and fortune. Thereby his chill
dren would receive their proper social
status, and Fanny was to be relieved OF
all care and responsibility.
Fanny had no dream of her own. She
had not, since her mothers death, had
tine for any Fanny was exactly what
her mother had been-a colorless woman
who led a colorless life Of devotion 10
others. She was housekeeper, seam
stress. cook, laundress, lawyer, nurse
MEMORIAL in one.
There were six younger than herself
Two of the boys were married and living
on the same street. They had not mar
ried particularly well-as well. indeed, as
Mr.. Fuller thought they ought-but then
their wives were young and would In all
probability improve as they grew older
After the boys came the four giris-
Gladys, lone, Lillian and Hazel. Gladys
was twenty-four. Hazel eighteen, lone
and Lillian between the two. Where ran
ME was cOlorleSS, they were gold ana PINK
and brown. They pursued one DEFINITE
occupation-that of being lovely. Grouped
together on the veranda of an afternoon,
they persuaded observers into forgetting
that the paint was off, shingles loose ana
the chimneys decrepit. They We're much
sought after as an adornment by ag-
gressive society DANES, and they mad al
mirers. But they were all looking Tor the
great match which should put them all
where they belonged. 1t was no secret
that the four Fuliers. as they were called,
felt above the ordinary salary drawing
young man of the town. Like their 1ather,
they had their ideal and they chung to
it vigorously.
Fanny, of course, was not meant TO De
married. She was a born spinster. and
had no idea that life would ever be more
or better than it then was. Hers was
present-day existence, SO to speak ohe
didn't look forward. because she knew
from her past that the future could hoio
nothing. She did her duty and X PIT her
faith; what hope there was for her lay
In the ultimate prospects OF her younger
sisters
Then one fine, fair spring morning,
While Mr.. Fuller was buying his IaVorlte
magazine at the newsstand, stranger
caught glimpse of him. turned 1or a
better look. and spoke. How do You 40,
Mr. fuller?' he said. perhaps you II
know who l am from my looks. I've an
idea that I'm exactly what my Iatner
was about the time he and you were ciose
friends"
Mr. Fuller took off his eyeglasses,
squinted and smiled. by George you
are!' he exclaimed. amos French rignt
over They shook hands hearthy.
Your name Amos?"
No. my name is David. Glad you know
me, Mr.. Fuller"
I'd known you anywhere. You re
more like your father than | thousht
you'd be when you were a little shaver
What You doing in town, David?
waiting for train" David consult
ed his watch. They tell me I've got
three hours and better. There's peeh d
smash-up on the branch" ~.
We'll, well,' said Mr.. Fuller geniaIs.
"Come right up to the house with me
ana meet my girls. I've got iour-no.
nve. came near forgetting Fanny. out