The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-08-08

! tue corn ana the GOLDEN StuDDle UP
the hillsides. Her eyes closed and
after while she slept-just tired
woman OF forty who had worked hard
and mad no illusions, who was Just
what the inevitabilty OF work and life
makes OF all of as. But about the
Square, i'm fifteen minutes, gossip ran.
! The bleached-hair lady who had come
back with Aurelie Lindstrom from her
| triumphant 100000 prize beauty tour
of the West wearing the ill-gotten Me.
Fetridge diamonds. was asleep in the
park
No other woman had ever slept IN
! Romes park Nothing could have SO
Jabbed convention, nothing SO focused
comment on Aurehe Lindstrom All
about the Square, the stores, the bill
/ Hard parlor, at Playter's corner, at the
bank and around the hltcnms.Taiis tue
buzz ran. Harlan heard talk OF it
from his window. Clerks stopped and
told others; farmers stared Some
one asked where was old Marshal Bee,
and others said the sheriff Office had
jurisdiction as the park was county
property.
Wiley Curran, talking to Aurelie in
his shop, saw Miss Norman drowsiiy
! lurch back under all the midsummer
glory and Sleep as child sleeps.
"Pood Adj murmured Aurelie.
she's been tired tor ten years and
never had such peace and air as this.
is just fine to see her
And Aunt Abby, who had hurried
down, wiplng her foury hands to set
tie back her specs and kiss the wan
derer, looked over in the park ana
said. Poor dear-let her sleep till
supper-time if she will. What else is
the park good for except tired people,
and maybe heart-sick, too.
But meantime Rome rocked With
scandal Old Marshal Bee was routed
from his midday meal and told TO 10
something, ana he ambled into the
sheriffs office and said they ought 10
do something. Old Deputy Amos pull
ed his whiskers and protested. The
undertaken came in and denounced
both of them and the district attorney
was appealed TO, but he shook his
head. Never would he wake any body
up just before the primaries,
And while the agitation grew and
seethed in the courthouse and about
the Square, Miss Norman slept Slept
whole, long, beautiful hour, and
then awoke slowly, luxuriantly, to
stare up at the splendor OF the sky
through the naples. Afar off came
a drowsy cowbell and the singing or
IA reaper She hated to come back
to her banal world of grease paint and
the hunting OF jobs. Just peace-that
was what she longed for. But she
rubbed her eyes and went over TO the
Parsons House as Aurelie had direct
cd her.
Aureie and Nh. Curran were laugh
ing together over old times; and I'm
Gle Michigan, who had been sum
moned by small boy, was sitting
spellbound listening TO Aurelie's. all
ventures, her hand tucked under his
own black paw, when Miss Norman
came in.
Well" she drawled with her good
humor the old dame put me our
proper"
"Old dame? Miss Amelia"
Il suppose so. Never had such a
frost The old catamaran--zing,
What's the natter" cried Aurelie
she said" drawled Miss Norman,
calmly, that no friend OF that Lind
strom girl could get "A room In her
house Said it had been a respecta-
BILE house since 1856. We could take
our diamonds and beat it to Earlville
Lord. Aureie. our diamonds"
Aurelie colored to her ear tips. Her
eyes began TO blaze And TO damp
the kindling fires. Wiley called up
Amelia Parsons on the telephone
She declined to explain. She
wouldn't have them actresses, and
that ended II.
Aurelie caught his lamely-repeated
phrase. Them actresses
IL wish some of the managers could
hear that" went on Miss Norman.
They've told me, now and then, |
wasn't actress enough TO hurt
But Aurelie could see no humor in
It. oh this town. 1t always did
hate me-" And she burst out of the
News office TO stare at the court
house. That's just where they sent
Papa Lindstrom to Jail and made him
crazy! And it's Just where they
laughed when | went to school wear
ing daisies in my hair. And no shoes ="
Now, dear" protested Aunt Abby,
ITS just proud OF you
. II won't stay here night" She
came back and threw her arms about
Uncle Mich's grizzled head Wen
go over to Earville and stay at the
Metropole-and take, you, Uncle Mich,
and Mr.. Curran-and everybody that's
good to me-" She was on the verge
OF tears. And the rest hate EN-!
They say I'm different-and I'm glad
I'm different, ! hate EN-"
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