The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-08-09
TheEuening Story
Eccle Siastes 1910
Copyright. 1916. sy W Werner


Mrs Holcomb sat very sim. look
ing stonily out the car window Il
was not necessary for Mary to quos
ton her The mere fact that she
had not insisted on suitcase and
bags being placed just where aor
glance might be on them constantly
was ample proof that she was angry.
Mary looked AZ her frequently bur
furtively, her glance. strange to
say, merely curious She had
brlcod herself Tor tears. hysrcrll,
perhaps a collapse. "a they bad-
farewe!. to Nc1bury friends. bccaus,
from the Gr Mrs Holoomb had
been decidedly an,agoulstic 70 the
move TO the Guy
Publicly she had announced that
city life would kin her. she had de-
clarcd that il was heartbrcak!ug to
think of dwelling IN crowded
apartment building and not being
able 10 be on social terms with the
tenants, because OF the fact, so she
had been told, that it was bette"
far not to know ones next door
neighbor in the city And OF ,ours
there would be no ladies aid to pre-.
side over no sewing circle 10 meet
sol
in and fuss over in fact, not opS
thing for Mrs. IioIcomb 10 do cN-
cep; keep straight tiny. threo-roou
dat
All these objections Mary hal
listened TO without argument. The
move TO the city was necessary.
and as she had had the good for.
tune 10 be enrolled on the faculty
OF the musical college where sne
had studied she felt she could bo
tolerant with her mother Never
theless. the day Of their departure
had monaced her continually.
When II finally arrived she viewed
the many friends assembled 20 wish
them godspced with forcboding. Shp
prolonged the operation of checking
baggage while her mother sat with
friends in the waiting room, dread
ing the scene she felt was being err
acted there To her surprise. she
found she had been very much out
IN her reckoning when Mrs. Hoi
comb suddenly appeared al her sid
with the characteristic set TO her
shoulders which 90 the initiated said
she was too angry TO indulge IN
tears. Mary was too thankful 10
inquire into the Why and wherefore
then, and remained discreetly silent
until they we're settled In the train.
Then, thinking 10 arouse more
pleasant train of thought she held
mp fragrant bunch OF yiolcts her
friend, Alice King had brought her.
"A:ent they sweet. muther?" she
asked. &'Alice gave them to me"
Mary Holcomb." Mrs Holcomb
snapped don't YOU ever mention
that girl 10 me- She is dIsre-
spcctiul little beggar, Back there
in the waiting room, do you know
what she said 10 me9 Well, was
telling the folks that an active body
like me would bc better NJ heading
for the Fiji islands. where could
take hand at converting the
heather. than going TO q city where
I'll have So little TO do, I'll rust,
when up spoke Alice King. Mrs.
Holcomb,' says she. there's never a
place where there isn't heaps for
people TO do II they just look about
bit. You. who are 80 well verscd
in the Scriptures. should keep in
mind I1cclesiastcs 1910. was so
indignant could just stare at her
And II was the same way with all
our friends Hut the barefaced lit.
tie thing didn't mind bit and said.
In case you're not familiar with the
verse It's. Whatsoever they hand
findcth to do, do il with thy might. 8"
Did ever you hear such brass? Don't
mention her name to me again
Needless to say, Mary did not
neither then nor in ensuing days
when they spoke of Medbury
friends. She was wary q; bringing
up old grievances when her mother
found new onees aplenty
From the first Mrs Holcomb res
olutely refused TO hold converse
with her neighbors, yet with the in
consistency OF her Kind constantly
bewailed the fact that she had no
one to visit Mary's loneliness she
also lsmented, though Mary assured
her lack of companions was the least
OF her troubles Still. thinking IL
would ease matters somewhat. Mary
was glad to he able TO say one day:
Mother. I've met some one--a
young man who rooms In the Ga,