The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1913-12-25
CHAPTER TX.
Asparagus, Also Potatoes.


What is written Is written. Grace
moved TO Graystone Hall and Halsey
remained at the factory cottage; nor
did the separation, which was regard
ed by both as merely temporary after
all. affiict either to the extent that
both had supposed 1t would. Grace
now became acting mistress OF a large
and elaborate Iaenage. AS to her hus-
band, his domestic affairs fell into the
hands OF Mrs. Ann Sullivan, wife OF
Jim Sullivan. Halsey's most trusted
foreman In the factory.
Mrs. Sullivan, blessed with six chill
dren of her own, alleged that II would
BE no trouble whatever to her to take
on the sweeping, mending, and all
else for an additional household, and
to furnish meals for the solitary head
thereof; and such was her ability to
make proof Of all these statements
chat she In part was to blame for the
a truth that Halsey was not as un-
happy as he ought to have been.
The chief reason for Halsey's easy
feadiustment. however, lay somewhere
I'm his comparison of the Halsey blood
with blood half Rawn. Grace had
been cold, after all. She had openly
been disconnected, and especially I'M
happy since the birth of the deformed
child. She had left him and gone to
her father with no great protest; nor
did she, at the occasions of their rare
and ~iessening visits, display more than
To- -, sntaraut In har hucha nd ond
her former home. Within six months
lshe was beginning to blossom u in
txaiment, in demeanor. She spoke of
vikings not in his knowledge though in
flers. She was changing. She was
going UP In the world. He. for the
time ut least, was doing no better
than 60 stand still; as the factory now
was doing, and international Power.
aIso-marking time. waiting for some
thing.
Ann Sullivan was not a bad philoso-
pher, besides being a good cook, and
mt times she did not hesitate to en-
gage afr. HalGey In conversation when
they met at this or that time of the
day; as when by chance, n loon
Tue Htltl ne CStkfG DOiilG III iuuCu.
he found her sweeping down the front
stair.
You're lookin' lonesome to-day, Mr..
ffaisey," she remarked without much
preliminary. You're fair grievin' for
your wife, / suppose? But why should
you expict amy to stay here
whin she has such a Pa. with such
a house as her Pa has?"
Would you have gone over there,
Mrs. Sullivan" asked Halsey, stop
ping and feeling in his pocket for a
pipe or tobacco. 1t was a question
they often had discussed.
Would 1? In a minnit! I'd lave
Jim Sullivan for liver IL I'd one chanel
such as your wife had"
She grinned. but her look belied her
speech.
what I'm wantin,, Mr.. Halsey," she
went on. lis what amy woman wants
u want a diamond star to wear on me
head whin I'm sweeping nures. ! need
ci'mond earrings and bracelets to
wear whin I'm maxim your beds. you
mind; and a silk dress that hollers
I'm a-comin'Y whin start out to
scrub the steps. Amt II the truth.
Mr.. HaIsey? Amt that what livery
woman in the wurrld. at Taste In
America, is wantin'?"
Sure" nodded Halsey. Don't for
get the automobile while you're wish
eng"
True 1t Is! Whut woman OF amy
social position has not got her awto-
.mobeel to-dayf Lux at me. II l had
me rights. I'd have me electric broom
brought to the coorb livery mornin' for
mss TO go to market; and livery evenin'.
latter I'D got ne sweepin' done, I'd
have me long gray torpedy come
laround TO take me and Jim out fer q
fast spin up the bulIyvard. Me with
di'monds on me hair. with rings on
ane fingers an bells on me toes. a.
aet&in' there an lpkkin' scornful. oh.
was born In Ireland. but I'm Ameri
cnn now. The day Jim Sullivan gives
ne what Is me due. and l sit me FIRST
nwtomobeel. twill be the proud day
Ter me-the day whin I'm 1rst fined
|Ger viIa(in' the speed law Of the city
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