The daily sentinel., 1913-05-31

proved OF IL or not.
Elaine explained the beauties of her material to
silent audience Hetty blinked behind her glasses
and set her pale lips in intensity of interest
Grandmamma folded her hands in her Ian and oh.
served acutely. Elaine held up the golden simmer
oi her SILK to catch the right light on its folds.
You see" she showed vividy, " IT has just the
lights of my hair. And this net"-she flung out a
mesh over the shining surface-'I shall embroider
with gold thread. have the pattern. And 1 have
some new gold slippers and yellow silk stockings
ana mother will let me have her funny gold chain
for my neck / will have It very severely made
Just wrinked across. So" She held a sheaf of the
radiant stuff across her bosom "Then It will follow
the lines of the figure right down. ohh.h!" She
gave heart-brimming ecstatc sign. Il never had
Just what wanted before" .... ..
Grandmamma removed her glasses, and wiped
them carefully What this poor, pretty grand
child OF hers but an embodiment of hunger? The
lean, PROFESSIONAL life she had shared the painful
consideration OF pennies she had witnessed all her
life, had not drained her it had drained anxious
Hetty. She had been the beautiful, fungous growth
on the whole situation. sending avid little rootets
down, she neither knew cared how far, into her
shriveling host
Nor did she look at the blinking Hetty, with lean
uncertain fingers her white lips, to demand where
Waldo meant to find the money for all this. She
moved her glasses, wiped them and put them on.
as Elaine, with the reverence OF high priestess, per-
loiheu lne rue OF gathering up ner SneaVeS. Ine
old lady surveyed the process grmly before she
said:
You had better have Miss Bemis down hero
TO make'it Your mother has enough to bother her.
And you had better stay.until it is all over" /
1t did not modify her grlmness that even Hetty
showed kind of joy at this Nor did she unbend
Tor Elaine, who rapturously acceded Z
oh, dear grandmamma" the girl cried. "How'
/ shall love it! You know how l hate things at
home There are always pots to wash. and twin
to look after. and there's for anything. And
| do so love a fire in my room!"
What seemed to grandmamma the unnaturalness
of this ouburst. lost both Elaine and Hetty.
Poor child" said the mother. "What scramble
It all is at home / should think you would like it
better here. You must be very sweet to grand
mamma"
Elaine replied with impatience to the admonitions
of her fatbosomed little parent standing with ap-
pealing gaze, hand the door knob.
Hetty never seemed to her other than absurd Why
couldn't she stand straight, and do her hair bet
ter, and get that way of winkng? Other girls
mothers did not permit themselves these habits. 4
"of course shall be sweet to grandmamma Tmi
never horrid except at home. Send Miss Bemis right
down. We can begin this very afternoon "oh!"
the door closed upon the obedient Hetty "youve no
idea what It means to to know that the twins
won't burst in at any moment" a
DO the twins annoy yog?" asked grandmamma,,
watchful from her Elaine made u frantic
gesture
Annoy me? Annoy me, grandmamma? Why,
positively hate the twins. They my things.
They paw me. They make noises when l am trying
to sleep late in the morning. They come into my
room when / want to be alone. Or II / lock my
door, they cry that can hear them even when
mother calls them away downstairs. You know
you can hear everything in our house. Now. here
the girl shut her eyes and pressed her little fingers
them. "Oh wish you would adopt me! It's
quiet here, and you always have cook. Mother
is going to send away Jane, Just because l am hav-
ing this dress. And Jane is the first decent cook
have ever had"
Grandmamma pressed her lips tightly. This was
horrible frani,ness. Yet, she wondered. not
frankness Eiaine's redeeming characteristic? At
least, felt sure that there could be little
in the girls nature when much that shocking
displayed itself the surface. And grandmamma
believed that at the root of what, in some of her
rhetorical flights, she termed the upas tree OF
Elaines egotism, there must be soil that could
give other growth nourishment. if only the
right instincts could be planted. Hetty and
Waldo had compelled she believed Elanes egotism
TO take root and flourish
To the doctrine that she had right to interfere,
though its poisonous growth should mean de-
struction to her own child, grandmamma had tried
TO adhere at whatever cost of wrath anguish.
Yet, now, as Elaine bloomed. and Hetty faded, the
heavy-hearted old woman felt herself preparing to
lay aside all her principles. She about. she
admitted. TO Interfere The days of Elaiue's stay
she meant to spend in planning how she might
strike.
Those absorbed, blissful days for that young
lady Her slender fingers few she made her
mesh OF net blossom into golden fairyland. Miss
Bemis from the hauteur OF the expensive seamstress
descended eventually to admirng pupilage. Miss
Elane's ideas, she confessed, wonderful. How
radical her innovations and however the seam
stress shook her head in the beginning. the end was
always Elaine's end, and the result triumphant
"And pretty herself" Miss Bems assured
grandmamma. that she looks charming where
another girl would be extinguished. And how she
does love beautiful fhings,"