The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-07-19
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could brighten even the meagerness
OF the quarry shanty, then
She's TOO much attention, nov.
growled John. Shes got some French
trick OF making every loafer at the
billiard corner look at her. She's bet /
ter away from gowns and parties--aye.
and that priest from Earlville over
every month 10 talk 20 her III not |
have it-she's too much In the town
eve for a decent girl
Re still" knute blurted out OF the
sob in his throat. shes coming.
The eyes of ali followed 10 the door. |
Even John did not raise his black hu- !
NOR now she was here. She was In /
the door listening with trifle OF sell
consciousness, the long lashes OF her |
eyes quivering Then she was among !
them. dropping breathlessly, as ~
from a run. into the chair al Michi- |
gans side, and looking about with an /
odd, defiant Raiety. Then she held
her plate forth decisively with a |
child's prompting
Mother. I'm hungry. Sos Peter.
she caught up the boys plate and held !
II. with a bright sidelong glance of al
lection al the tow-headed Danish boy
The woman helped them with muir
mur. Michigan's black secured paw
came 10 Aurelie's slim hand under the
table Then she kissed him. II was
strange drama in the acrid dissemb'
ling OF human feeling that held In the
quarryman's house. But II stood ike
a bloom against their meagerness.
She had called the gaunt cracker wo-
man mother" but she could not have
been farther from them all II she had
stepped from a child's story book. The
two brothers looked with un-
easy fondness on this daughter of the
South. who was scold!ng them now in
some playful vivacity for their dirty
hands When she talked she leaned
In q pose whose grace again detached
her from them all. thing not TO be
helped or hindered, so native was X
10 her. so foreign to their breeding.
Aurelie had changed amazingly from
the barbaric child-h Of her Louis
tara days when she had run away 10
the Cajun balls. kneeling 20 Ak WOW
en- cap OF hyacinths in her hair as she
stared M her reflection in the water,
and battling the lumbermen with her
French Of the swamp people. She
was slender now, but a 1.-THE girl and
not child: her face was dark, mo-
bile. tender or at times hard; her
black eyes had the flash OF rebellous
tempers and coaxing temptations-the
Dane BOYS adored her. yet not even
did little Peter for an instant suppose
she vas his real sister Everything
about her, her grace, her quickness.
her nimble tongue; her little rosary
hung on the white bureau in the tiny
chamber just of the kitchen whose
door she had hung in red chintz; her
habit OF taking early coffee, black,
thick, 6rugging-whfCh Michigan made
at rising and brought 10 her bedside
where she slipped IL and chartered
with the old bootlegger-her defiant
assertion that she was a Catholic,
whatever that meant. her smatter u
French and Spanish; her memories OF
wild and wonderful years, which now.
in the crowded discomfor OF the quar-
~ home. took on the aspect of un-
thinkable romance-all these set her
off from the family. from the DUH, de-
cent town. from the whole world.
She was the best rfe-shot In the
county: she could trap rabbits in the
snow. and catch crawfsh with BIT
OF twisted willow: she could guide
dugout log in the flooded sloughs with
n trick Of the wrist that the northern
ers knew nothing about; and she had
scandalized the town her second year
IN school by challenging the best OF
their sa How sprinters and outrun them =
hopelessly on track and in the hills.
That fixed her forever in the towns
granny soul other girls could not
we'll befriend her; she was that girl
from the Pocket" or "Old Michigan 8
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M, distinction OF being the only Cath
Ollie in Rome, iowa. except OIL Mowry, 4
the undertaken In the Midlands the
Pope was person who might upset
REPUBLICAN institutions any time or
other.
So she had grown MP apart. Never
was she so happy as when fishing
with Michigan along the river-Aure-
lie with her gypsy liveliness; the old
rebel stumping along, batting her
hook. protesting AT her excess OF spir-
its. loouacious and reminiscent New
er done growed up. he crowded de-
lightedlv Same as when stole We
out Of the convent AZ N'Awlyns and
brought We up TO occupy the land -
Che had a marvellous aptitude for
studies she liked and an unconQuera.
the miles TO school from the quarry
shanties. proud, ridiculously proud,
coming into the recitation rooms,
speeking 70 none and reciting Win
a composure and exactness that made
the provincial teachers gasp. Then /,
she went along the leafy road 10 the
woods homeward again. proud ana
alone. her red gown splash OF color
against the staid Midland hills.
Still. to track rabbits through the
SHOWS. 70 skate with the boys on lone
~. treacherous sloughs; when spring
came. 10 tap the sugar trees on the
bluffs for stringy syrup and gather
nuts nthe fall-wh-n one Ia Young
and pretty and has dreams and pas
sions, all this does not atone when
one has love Of admiration and
feeling that one Is lovable and should
be finding happiness in the good DAYS
of youth II is hard TO walk the bleak
way home knowing that other girls
arc going out 10 the Geek parties
and 10 the dances al Odd Fellows
halt Those gay nights she studied
algebra in the stuffy little kitchen
where Lindstroms dusty quarry shirt
md shoes lav before the red-hot stove,
and his snoTings. and the whine Of the
a. To-. ha