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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
TENTH CHAPTER.


my mother was confined to her
bed ] was her constant COM
panion and attendant With the
mighty eagerness of a child who
knew nothing of what the solemn
tine foreboded ! flew about the house
on tiptoe. fetching my mothers medi-
cine and her milk and the ice to cool
it, and always praising myself for my
industry and thinking I was quite in
dispensable.
You couldn't do without your lit
tie Mally, could you, mammy?"
would say, and my mother would
smooth my hair lovingly with her
thin white hand and answer;
NO indeed. I couldn't do without
my little Mally." And then my little
birdlllSe beak would rise proudly in
the air
All this time | saw nothing of Mar
tin and only heard through DR. Con-
rad in his conversations with my
mother, that the boys broken arm
had been set, and that as soon as it
was better he was to be sent to King
Georges College, which was at the
other end of Ellen. What was to be
done with myself I never inquired.
being so satisfied that my mother
could not get on without me.
was partly aware that big letters,
bearing foreign postage stamps and
seals and of-arms, with pic
lures of crosses and hearts, were
coming TO our house. | was also
aware that at intervals, while my
mother was in bed, there was the
sound of voices, as if in eager and
sometimes heated conference, in the
room below, and that my mother
would raise her pale face from her
pillow and stop my chattering with
Hush when my fathers voice was
louder and sterner than usual But II
meyer occurred to me to connect these
| Incidents with myself, until the aft
| ernoon of the day on which my moth
er got up for the first time.
She was sitting before the fire. for
autumn was stealing on. and I was
busting about her, fixing the rug
about her knees and telling her if she
wanted anything she was to be sure
and call her little Mally, when a timid
! knock came to the door and Father
Dan entered the room I can see his
fair head and short figure stnl, and
hear his soft Irish voice, as he
stepped forward and said
Now, don't worry, my daughter
Above ALL don't worry"
BY long experience my mother
knew this for a sign of the dear
Fathers own perturbation. and I saw
her lower lip tremble as she asked:
Hadn't Mary better run down to
the garden?"
No! oh. no." said Father Dan. 1T
is about Mary come to speak. so
our little pet may as well remain"
To Be Sent Away.
Then at signal from my mother
went over TO her and stood by her
side and she embraced my waist with
trembling arm. while the Father
took seat by her side. and. fumb-
ling the little silver cross on his
chain delivered his message.
After long and anxious thouoht-
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
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and he might say prayer-it had been
decided that I should be sent away
to a convent. 1t was to be a con-
vent of the Sacred Heart in Rome.
He was to take me to Rome himself
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Out to Sea.

My throat was hurting me, hut
partly from shame and partly from
fear, now sat forward, with William
Rufus in my lap. and said as little
as possible. But Martin was in high
spirits. and while his stout little body
rolled TO the rocking OF the boat he
whistled and sang and shouted mes
sages TO me over his shoulder.
My gracious! Isn't this what you
call ripping?" he cried and though my
teeth We're chatterlng, answered
that it was.
some girls-Jimmy Christopher's
sister and Messy Macleod and Betsy
Beauty would be frightened to come
asploring wouldn't they?"
Wouldn't they?" l said. and /
laughed, though | was trembling
down TO the soles OF my shoes.
We must have been half an hour
out, and the shore seemed so far
away that Murphy's Mouth and Tom
my's cabin and even the trees Of the
Big House looked like something |
had seen through the wrong end Of
telescope when he turned his head,
with a wild light in his eyes. and
said.
See the North Pole out yonder?"
Don't I?' answered. though was
such a practical little person and had
not an ounce Of dream" in me.
! knew quite well where he was
Fo.rs TO lie was going 20 St Mary
Rock and Of an the places on land
or sea d was the place / was most
afraid OF. being SO big and frown-
Ing. an ugly black mass standing
! twenty TO thirty feet out Of the water
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
THAT DEPENDS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

About two months ago my
chum and were introduced TO a
couple Of young men, whom we
have been keeping company with
steadily. Last time we were out
with them we made an engage
ment for the end OF next week,
but my chum says that she does
not wish to keep It, | like my
friend and do not want 10 lose his
company Would II be proper for
me to keep the engagement alone2
am seventeen years old.
NELL.
infer he is respectable, or yor
surely would not have accepted his
attentions for two months. And also
that the place TO which he will take
you is above question. Also that youi
mother does not disapprove. II | am
right, accept his Invitation.
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on without me, but before 1 could re-
ply Aunt Bridget, with her bunch of
keys at her waist, came jingling into
the room, and catching my mother 5
last words, said, in her harsh, high
pitched voice:
Isabel You astonish me! To de-
fer to the will OF child! Such 4
child, tool So stubborn and spoiled
and self-willed. If we say it is good
for her to go, she must go!"
I could feel through my mothers
arm, which was still about my waist
that she was trembling from head to
foot, but at first she did not speak,
and Aunt Bridget, in her peremptory
way, went on:
I'VE say 1t is good for you, too,
Isabel, if she is not to hasten your
death by preying on your nerves and
causing you to break more blood yes
sells. So we are consulting your well
fare as well as the girls in sending
her away"
WY iHOliei , tlHllu SOUL COuiu bSdl
no more. I think 1t must have been
the only moment of anger her gentle
spirit ever knew, but, gathering all
her strength, she turned upon Aunt
Bridget in ungovernable excitement.
Bridget" she said, you are doing
nothing of the kind. You know you
are not, You are only trying to sep
arate me from my child and my child
from me. When you came to my
house, I thought you would be kinder
to my child than anybody else, but
you have not been; you have been
cruel to her, and shut your heart
against her, and while I have bean
helpless here, and in bed, you have
never shown her one moment of love
and kindness. No, you have no feel
ing except for your own, and it never
occurs to you that having brought
your own child into my house you IRE
trying to turn my child out of it."
80 that's how you look at 1t, is
it?" said Aunt Bridget, with flash of
her cold gray eyes II thought came
to this house-your house, as you call
it-only out of the best intentions,
just to spare you trouble when you
were i'll and unable to attend to your
duties as a wife. But because 1 COR
rect your child when she is willful
and slv and wicked"
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Ninth Chapter-Continued.

We reached the sea by little bay,
called Murphy's Mouth. which had a
mud cabin that stood back to the cliff
and small boat that was moored to
a post on the shore Both belonged to
Tommy the Mate, who was a widow
there were none to see us when we
launched the boat and set out on our
voyage II was then o'clock in the
afternoon. the sun was shining, and
the tide, which was at the turn, was
beginning to flow,
had never been in boat before,
but | dared not say anything about
that. and after Martin had fixed the
bow oar for me and taken the stroke
himself, | spluttered and plunged and
made many blunders | had never
as soon as we shot clear of the shore
and We're lifted on to the big waves,
! began to feel dizzy, and dropped
my oar. With the result that it
slipped through the rollocks and was
washed away, Martin saw what had
happened as we swung round to his
rowing. but when | expected him to
scold me, he only said:
Never mind. shipmatel was just
thinking we would do better with
one" and, shipping his own oar in
the stern of the boat. he hagan ia
scull
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The Last Straw.

My mother was breaking down and
Father Dan followed up his advan-
tage
Then wisha, my daughter. think
what a good thing it will be for the
child. She will be, one of the chill
aren of the Infant. Jesus first. then
a child of Mary, and then of the
Sacred Heart itself. And then re-
member, Rome. The holy city! The
city of the Holy Father, Why, who
knows, she may even see himself
some day."
Yes, yes, I know said my mother.
and then turning with her melting
eyes to me she said:
Would my Mary like to go-leav-
ing her mamma but coming home in
the holidays-would she?
I was going to say I would not, be-
cause mamma could not possibly get
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
THAT DEPENDS.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
l am eighteen. and have been
writing 10 a man tho same age.
He has stopped writing to me,
II he should write again would
you advise fe TO answer?
MATHrLDA
II your correspondence was war
ranted by credentials In the first
place. and his reason for not writing
is credible, there is no reason why
you should not answer his letter. II
YOU never hear from him again do
not take II seriously.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Now Go On
The Narrative of Mary
O'NeiU
FIRST PART.
My Girlhood

Copyright. 1912. by Hearst's Magazine
Copyright, 1918. by Hearst Magazine
Copyright in Great Britain Copyright
1918. by J. r. Lippincott Company.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29

of hungry when we're out asploring.'
| did not know then, what now
know, that my little boy who could
not learn his lessons and had always
been in disgrace was a born gentle
man, but my throat was thick and my
eyes were swimming, and to hide my
emotion l pretended to be i'll.
Il know" said Martin. "Dizzing-
tory (dysentery) We allus has dlz-
zingtory when we're out asplorng."
There was one infallibe sure for
that, though-milk!
Il allus drinks drink of milk, and
away goes the dizzingtory in jiffy."
This recalled the bottle, but when |
twisted It round on my belt, hoping
to make amends for the lost biscuit, l
found, to my confusion, that it had
suffered from the same misadventure,
being cracked in the bottom, and
every drop of the contents gone.
That was the last straw, and the
tears leapt to my eyes, but Martin
went on whistling and singing and
ringing the big bell as h nothing had
happened
The darkness deepened, the breath
of night came sweeping over the sea.
the boom of the pillows on the rock
became still more terrible, and I be-
gan to shiver
THE sackl" cried Martin. I'VE al
lus sleeps in sacks when we're out as
nloring"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
A Born Gentleman.

But the sun set over the sea behind
us the land in front grew dim, the
moaning tide rose around the quaking
rock and even the screaming sea fowl
deserted us, and still there was no
sign of relief My heart was CULVER
ing through my clothes by this time.
but Martin, who had whistled ana
sung. began to talk about being hun
gry
My goodness, yes, I'm that hungry
/ could eat could eat a dog
we allus eats our dogs when we're
out asploring."
This reminded me Of the biscuit. but
putting my hand to the pocket Of my
frock, ] found to my dismay that IL
was gone, having fallen out perhaps
when l slipped in my climbing. MY
Tip fell and looked up Al him with
eyes of fear. but he only said:
No matter! We never minds a bit
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29

and see me safely settled there. And
they (meaning my father and Aunt
BridgeD had promised him-faith-
fully promised him-that when the
holidays came around he should be
sent to bring me home again. So
there was nothing to fear, nothing to
worry about, nothing to to
My mother listened as long as she
could, and then-her beautiful white
face distorted by pain-she broke in
on the fathers message with a cry
of protest.
but she is so young! Such a
child! Only years old! How can
anyone think of sending such a little
one away from homer"
Father Dan tried to pacify her. It
was true | was very young, but then
the Reverend Mother was such good
woman. She would love me and care
for me as if l were her own child.
And then the good nuns, God bless
their holy souls.
"But Mary is all have" cried nv
mother, land if they take her away
from me l shall be broken hearted.
At such time, too! How cruel they
are! They know quite well what
the doctor says. Can't they wait a
little longer?'
I could see Father Dan was arguing
against himself for'his eyes filled as
he said:
It's hard, | know it's hard for
you. my daughter. But perhaps it's
best for the child that she should
go away from home-perhaps it's
all Gods blessed and holy will. Re-
member there's certain person here
who isn't kind to our little innocent,
and is making her a cause of trouble.
Not that | think she is actuated by
evil intentions.
But she is. she is" cried my
mother. who was growing more and
more excited.
Then all the more reason why
Mary should go to the convention
time at all events
My mother began to waver, and she
said;
Let her be sent to a convent in
the island, then"
II thought of that, but there isn't
one" Father Dan said
Then then then take
her to the Presbytery," said my moth
er. Dear, dear father" she pleaded.
'let her live with you and have
somebody teach her. and then she
can come to see me every day. or
twice a week, or even once a week
| am not unreasonable"
ut would be beautiful" said
Father Dan, reaching over to touch
my arm. ITO have our little Mary
in my dull old house would be like
having the sun there always. But
! there are reasons why a young girl
should not be brought up in the home
of priest, so it is better that our
little precious should go to Rome"
The Last Straw.
My mother was breaking down and
q = lNa No. III
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The Sleeping Sack.

let him do what he liked with me
now. but when he had packed me up
in the sack, and put me to lie at the
foot of the triangle, telling me was
as right as ninepence. ! began to
think of something | had read in a
storybook, and, half choking with
sobs, said:
Martini"
What now, shipmate2"
IT'S all my fault and I'm just
as frightened as Jimmy Christopher's
sister and Messy Macleod and Betsy
Beauty and I'm not a sumner
and you'll have to give me up 80. and
leave me here and save yourself
and .
But Martin stopped me with a
shout and a crack of laughter.
Not mel Not much! We never
leaves pal when we're out asploring.
Long as we lives we never does It,.
Not never."
That finished me. l blubbered like
baby. and William Rufus. who was
sitting by my side, lifted his nose and
Joined in my bowling.
What happened next day I never
rightly knew. | was only aware.
though my back was to him, that
Martin, impatient of his string, had
leapt up to the bell and was swinging
make louder clamor. one loud clang
heard. and then came a crash and a
crack, and then silence.
what * it?" | cried but at first
there was no answer.
Have you hurt yourself?"
And then, through the thunderous
boom of the rising sea on the rock,
came the breaking voice of my boy
Che had broken his right ARM. min
gled with the sobs which his uncon-
quered and unconquerable little soul
was struggling to suppress
we never minds a bit of hurt
. we never minds nothing when
We're out asploring!"
Meantime on shore there was a
great commotion My father was rail-
ing at Aunt Bridget. who was up
braiding my mother, who was crying
for Father Dan. who was flying off
for Dr. Conrad, who was putting his
horse into his sig and securing the
parish in search Of the two lost chill
dren.
But Tommy the Mate who remem-
bered the conversation in the pot
ting-shed and thought he heard the
tinkle of bell at sea, hurried off to
the shore, where he found his boat
ooebirg on the beach, and thereby
came to his own conclusions.
BY the light of lantern he pulled
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To Be Sent Away.

Then at a signal from my mother
I went over to her and stood by her
side and she embraced my waist with
trembling arm. while the Father
took a seat by her side and. fumb-
ling the little silver cross on his
chain, delivered his message.
After long and anxious thought
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N. B.-Write TO; Ladies' Advisor,
Dept. Chattanooga Meue.ue c6 Chai,
fanooga Tenn. for Special lrst-uutiors
and 64-page book, Home Treatment Tor
Women" sent IN plain wrapper, On re.
Gpest.--Advt.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1914-12-12
WEST BRATTLEBORO

Miss Helen T. Lewis will spend the
weekend in Springfield, Mass. with her
aunt Mrs Henry Billings.
The Woman 5 association of the Con
gregational church cleared about So ar
their supper Thursday evening.
orrin FAR has recovered from his i'll
ness and has returned to his work on
the Hogghton farm on the Putney road.
Miss MeCabe of Keene. \. H.. a grad.
nate nurs" Of the Chelsea hospital. has
taken q position at the AIelrose hospital.
William Hunter Of lion. \. Y. who
mas been q guest week of his son. Or.
&. b. Hunter, and family, expects to re-
turn home today.
Mrs. Sarah Convey. who had been Wis.
ting IN town several weeks with her
sons, returned. to her home in South
Londonderry yesterday morning.
Mrs. Katherine Tole of Bellows Fails.
who underwent q serious operation in
the Melrose hospital Yesterday morning
for strangulated. hernia, is comfortable.
Miss Clara Warren. who has been
spending two weeks in her home in Hal
flax, is expected to return tomorrow to
Mrs. r. w. Harris S and to resume work
in. the office of the Durham Brothers ,
company Monday morning.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1914-12-12
BUILDING ERECTED
BY DRAMATIC CLUB
South Windham Organization Becomes
incorporated Structure to Cost
About $1,400-Land Given.
Especial to The Reformer. J
SOUTH WINDHAM. be-

SOUTH WINDHAM, Dee. Il.
The Independent Dramatic club Of
this place, which has just been incor.
porated for the purpose. of owning a
hall and for giving entertainments. is
hastening work on the construction of
the building in the village, which it
hopes to have practically completed
early in January. No date has been
decided upon for the formal opening
OF the building, but a. dramatic enter
talnment is being prepared for presen-
tatlon on the opening date.
The building, which will be a credit
to the village, will cost about 81 400.
The frame Is up and enclosed and work
on the interior IS in progress. 1t is a
two-story building with hip roof and
the dimensions are so by IS feet. The
upper story has eight dormer windows
and four gable windows, giving food
OF light. A No. l hard wood floor is
being laid in the upper story. An am
pie stage will be equipped with. good
scenery, and the auditorium will have
seating capacity of us to 200.
On the lower floor will be a dining
room, kitchen, club rooms and readinp
room, Later a library probably will
be established. All the rooms will be
will equipped and convenient.
The location of the building is 100
rods from the South Windham post of
flce on the main road leading north to
Windham center. The land was given
to the club by w A. Farr. whose gen
crosby IS much appreciated. While in
tended primarily for entertainments.
the hall will be. rented for nominal
sum to those needing such a place. as
the town hall is at the north vi1Iage.
three miles away. ,.. f
In this village there is GOOD
amount of amateur dramatic talent. and
heretofore the plays have been pre-
scented either in Windham center or in
the church vestry, both of which places
presented drawbacks. The club decid-
ed to own a building and a canvass for
funds was made, the results EXCEEDING
Some pledged money and
others contributed labor or materials,
a large proportion of the total cost be-
ing provided for in this way. The
balance will be raised largely throuoh
entertainments
- Following is the list of officers:
Trustees, E. L. Stowell, Lyman L. Jen-
nlson and +. X. Bridgeo; president
Mrs. w. \. FAIR; vice president. Mrs,
Lewis Jennison; secretary. Mrs. n. A.
Howe; treasurer, Mrs. L. f. .Jennison:
social committee, Mrs, Maud L. Jenpi.
son, Mrs. \. J. Westcott, Mrs. Edith
ingalls, and Mrs George Carleton.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1914-12-12

German scientists have made a fuel
with two-thirds the heating value of
coal from sudd, the refuse vegetable
matter Of the River Nile.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1914-12-12
FARMERS ARE LOSING MONEY.
-. - tContinued from. Page IL

i tsA4 y
In the afterndpn session w. l.. Syl.
yester of Bradfietoro said that he owns
20 COWS and is selling to tha Alden
Brothers at 32.5 cents, out of which
two and a half, cents is paid a man for
collecting. There have been months
when he received 21.5 cents per eiobf
and a half quarts;; this was tbronob
Nav, June and l3ugust last. He sa}a
that the contractors are three months
IN ARREARS in paving him. hnt his fio.
ures show that he Is taking si,l,1 mora
than he pays, out. His figures were
the subject of some discussion anon Q
the producers and it was the anDarenf
opinion that he had placed his expenses
/ too dow, as compared with aetuaI ex.
penses@ t5 IS
G. l.. Townshend of Dummcrston is
/ a breeder of Herefords. He had tried
to make money producing milk, but
could not turn a. new dollar for an
old one and went into the business
of breeding for beef. lie said that he
could not produce milk for less than
hXe cents a quart.
j. A. Pierce of Vernon said that pro.
ducers had received from 30 to 36 and
half cents for years, but the price
dropped and finally Alden Brothers of
fered 80 cents and were getting mill,
at that price. The Amherst creamery
gives 30 cents. Higher prices have been
paid
t Many other producers presented fig
nres of cost and entered into the dis
cussions and it was shown that none
OF those who kept careful account of
money expended were receiving as much
as they paid out.
The affairs of the Boston Dairy com
pany of Vermont have been of more or
less interest to producers throughout
the state and the attitude of the farm
ers when this company was mentioned
was strongly IN opposition to it, except
IN u &, one instance. NJ. +. Bishop of Spring
field said that he is selling about one.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1914-12-12
WITH MANsLAuGHTER
Conductor and Motorman Charged with
Responsibility for Accident.

SALEM, Mass, Dec. 1.-The negli.
gence of Thomas II. Veno, a conductor.
and John 5. Murphy, q motolman. in
operating their car beyond danger
signal was responsible for trolley
ear collision resulting in, fou1 deaths
at Wenham, Sept. is, according to q
report filed today by Judge George b.
Sears, who conducted the inquest.
Veno and Murphy were arrested on
manslaughter charges and were held in
$1,000 each Oct. 2 to await action of
the grand jury.