Bisbee daily review. [volume] (Bisbee, Ariz.) 1901-1971, 1913-02-21

| happy as ne ought to have been.
! The chief reason for Halsey's easy
readjustment, however, lay somewhere
/ in his comparison Of the Halsey blood
with blood half Rawn. Grace had
been cold, after all. She had openly
been discontinued. and especially un-
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 lessening visits, display more than
lukewarm interest in her husband and
/ her former home. Within six months
she was beginning to blossom out in
raiment, in demeanor. She spoke OF
things not ia his knowledge though in
hers. She was changing. She was
going up in the world. He. for the
time at least. was doing no better
than to stand still: as the factory now
was doing, and international Power.
! also-marking time, waiting for some
thing.
Ann Sullivan was not bad philoso-
pher, besides being good cook, and
at times she did not hesitate to en-
gage Mr.. Halsey in conversation when
| they met at this or that time of the
day; as when by chance, one noon
tide when he came home for lunch.
he found her sweeping down the front
stair
You're lookin' lonesome to-day. Mr..
Halsey," she remarked without much
preliminary You're fair grieyin' for
your wife, suppose? But why should
you expict amy woman to stay here
whin she has such a Pa, with such
house as her Pa has?"
Would you have gone over there.
! Mrs. Sulliyan?" asked Halsey, stop
ping and feeling in his pocket for
pipe of tobacco. II was a question
they often had discussed.
Would 1? In a minnitl ia lave
Jim Sullivan for liver If 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.
! want a diamond star 10 wear on me
head whin I'm sweeping fiures. / need
di'mond earrings and bracelets TO
wear whin I'm maxim your beds, you
| mind; and a silk dress that boilers
Tn a-comin'i' whin / start out to
scrub the steps. Amt it the truth,
Mr.. Halsey? Amt that what livery
woman in the wurrld, at Taste in
America, is wantiu'?"
Sure" nodded HaIsey. Don't for
get the automobile while you're wish
| ing
TRUE It is Whut woman Of amy
social position has not got her awto-
mobeel to-day? LUX at me. II ! had
me rights. I'd have me electric broom
brought to the coorb livery mornin' for
me to go to market; and livery evenin',
after I'd got me sweepin' done, I'd
have me long gray torpedy come
around TO take me and Jim out fer q
fast spin up the bullyyard. Me with
dimonds on me hair. with rings on
me fingers an bells on me toes, a.
settin' there an lukkin' scornfui. Oh.
was born in Ireland. but Tm Ameri-
can now. The day Jim Sullivan gives
me what IS me due, and git me first
awtomobeel. twill be the proud day
fer me-the day whin I'm first fined
fer vi1atin' the speed law OF the city.
'Tis great country, thisI"
Mrs. Sullivan grinned happily at her
romancing; but presently set her
broom against the door-iamb and
turned to speak more In her real mind.
Amy woman wants to backyard
little once in a while, Mr. Halsey
sir. and all women like to lie twice
in while. I'm just lynn to you now,
because the birds is siDgin' and the
weather is so fine.
Llstenl Amy woman that's goin'
to be happy is goin' to be happy be-
cause Of the stomach she has for
eatin'. and the joy she has for dane
In. and the heart she has for love OF
her man and her children. And amy
woman that has her heart in the right
place is goin' to stand by them and
not by herself; and not by amy one
Use. Try me and see IL I'm lynn nowi
You're the boss. Fire Jim Sullivan
to-day. and see do ! stick with him, or
do go with some man that gives me
di'monds, and awtomobeels. I'd stick
and sod amy other woman that
loved her man and her children"
I'm glad you think so, Mrs. SuIlI- f.
van"
you know 7 think sol Oh, maybe
it's because / wasn't born in this coun- |
try. Over there, it's the woman helps |
to make the stake. Here, she helps /
70 spend it. It's a fine country this
for policeman So far as bein' happy /
in it's concerned. dunnol Maybe it's
the Irish in me that's happy. and not /
the American dunno again. It's |
all a question which you want to be.
rich or happyi"
"Or useful" ventured Haisey.
They're the same. Bein' useful is /
bein' happy Amt II the TRUTH"
Halsey nodded again and Mrs. Sui
livan reached once more for her inn /
plement. Of industry. Il