The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-04-29

even for her. You're real smart and
capable for your age, and you've done
your fun share OF the work every day,
even. when you were at school. You
can get along all right"
II don't know how I'm going to DO
everything alone'' said the girl. fore
ing back her tears. You've always
made the brown bread, and mine will
never suit father. I suppose can
wash, but 1 don't know how to iron
starched clothes, nor make pickles
and obi can never Kill a rooster.
mother, it's no use to ask me to! I'm
not big enough to. be the head OF the
family
Mrs. Baxter turned her pale. tired
face away from Waitstiifs appealing
Il know" she said family 81 hate
TO leave you to bear the brunt alone,
but nnusta " Take good care Of
Patience and don't let her get into trou-
BILE. 49, You won't, will youY'
."PIl be careful" promised Waitstill,
sobblng quietly. "I'll do my best"
You've got more courage than ever
had; don't you s'pose you can stiffen up
and defend yourself little mite:
Your fatheEd ought to be opposed, for
his own good, but I've never seen any
body That dared do it, Then, after
pause she said with a fash of spirit.
Anyhow, WaitstiII. he's your father
after all. He's no blood relation OF
mine, and l can't stand him another
day; that's the reason I'm willing TO
die
Ivory Boynton lifted the bars that
divided his land from the highroad and
walked slowly toward the house. 1t
was April, but there we're still patches
of snow here and there, fast melting
under a drizzIing rain. 1t was gray
world, n bleak, black and brown world.
above and below. The sky was Feaden;
the road and the footpath we're deep
in muddy ooze decked with white.
The tree trunks, black, with bare
branches, were outlined against the
gray sky; nevertheless, spring had
been on the way for week, and few
sunny days would bring the yearly
miracle for which all hearts were long
ing.
Ivory was season wise, and his quick
eye bad caught many q sign as he
walked through the woods from his
sehoolhouSe A new and different color
haunted the tree tops. and one had only
to look closely at the elm buds TO see
that they were beginning to swell.
Some fat robins had been bouncing
about in the schoolyard at noon, and
the sparrows had been chirping and
twittertng on the fence rails Yes, the
winter was over, and Ivory was glad,
for it had meant no coastlng and skAt-
ing and sIeighing for him, but long
walks in deep snow or slush. long even
fngs, good for study. but short days
and greater loneliness for his mother.
He could see her now as he neared the
house, standing in the open doorway.
her hand shading her eyes. watching,
always watching, for some one who
never came
Spring is on the way, mother, but it
isn't here yet. 50 don't stand there in
the rain" he called 'Look at the nose
gay / gathered for you as l came
through the woods. Here are pussy
willows and. red maple blossoms and
mayflowers. would you believe il?
Lois Boynton took the handful of
budding things and shifted their fra
GRANGE.
you're late tonight, Ivory she said.
Rod wanted his supper early so that
he could go OF to singing school, but I
kept something warm for you, and I'll
make you fresh cup Of tea"