Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-24
THE EVENING STORY.
The B0arder.
Copyright. 1918. by W. Werner


Miss Libby staggered into the kitchen
and with a sigh of relief, hoisted heavy
market basket with which she was laden
upon the table. There she said. I'm
tired out Juggling that clear from Front
street"
why didn't you have it deiivered?" in
quired Abby.
Abby was full year younger than
Libby, but she was a widow. and there
fore entitled to more authority in the
management of the small household.
Now. while Libby removed her Goa; and
hat, she went to the basket and began TO
empty it of its contents. placing each
article out upon the table with audible
comment
Cocoa. soup bone, ginger, soda.
cheese. What's this, Lib?' She had
paused to peep into a paper bag
| That's black tea replied Libby. firm
| ly. Now. what in the word did you get
| black tea for? Elmer won't drink it,.
He said he'd like to try some. and
see if he liked it. L like it. and l know
he will. So got it."
| Libby Marx Abby said. with a slow
sheer, you try my patience beyond en-
| DURANGO. Elmer only said that to be
! polite, because you're my sister. He didn
mean it. Elmer likes green tea. He's
never drunk any other since first he came
| here to board
| Hes never had chance to drink any
other Ominous red spots were hurry
ing out upon Libby's thin cheeks as she
| replied. Its been green tea-grecn tea,
and 1 can't bear it. Elmer's got to learn
to drink black. for I shan't 90 on drink
| ing green al the rest of my life"
| Abby Loos' eyes narrowed and slcam-
ed like steel. You talk as II it was all
settled betwixt you and Elmer" she said.
cooliy. II can tell you right now. Lib
Marx. you've missed your calculation
there Elmer Sweet hasn't got any more
idea OF marrying YOU than he has Of
MARRYING you" said Libby.
| 1t was Abby's turn to redden. And
with that swift accession Of color her
secret was out for her sister to see. In
that moment beside the kitchen table
! they stood revealed each to each in a
way there was no installing
We'll she said. rather falntly. but
defiant still 1T naturally looks as If a
woman that's got one husband could get
another"
You'll never get Elmer Sweet" cried
Libby angrily. You'll never
her. She looked at 1t aghast. Abby look
| ed TOO 1t was II O'clock. And Elmer
mist have his dinner at II.
They put aside their dispute in the
keen desire TO minister TO inc OBJECT OF
thoir affections. Elmer must not sus-
peet that they ever quarreled-least of
ALL qua:Feied ever him.
Dinner was ready to dish Up. and both
black and green tea filled the kitchen
with its aroma when mer came up the
back walk. stopped at the kitchen door,
and entered.
Hello he cried. eneeriiy. He smiled
at Miss Libby, whe was bending over the
stove, and he smiled at Abby. who was
returning on seme errand to the dining
room. Both smiles were gayiy impartial
and quite unusual. for Elmer ordinarily
was grave to depression It's q mighty
cold day." he commented. rolling back
his cuffs and preparing to wash at the
sink,
1T is So said Abby. while Miss Libby
Iapsed into sudden shyness.
Bitter" said Elmer.
He emerged from his abiutions, fresh,
rosy and good humored-a plump ced,
sandy young man, considerably younger
than either Abby or Miss Libby. Rather
thoughtfuily he stared from the window
disinterested person would by this
time have discovered that he had some