Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1916-01-27
MANAGING
DADDY
A Story of HoU Determination
And Courage VIII Bring
Cherished Results.
BYc. l. COOPER

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share Of the contents was stopped over
board, COR, motherl DO you know,
daddy has gone over to help Mr.. Black
today and will be away all day? Why
can't you 60 with me to the picnic?" s
Mrs. Agnew paused, broom in hand,
and looked with rather dazed surprise
at her tall young daughter. She was
such tiny woman herself. This If
teen-year-old girl of hers lowered a
full head above her.
why" she said hesitatingly, d
hadn't thought Of it. J."
But think of it now! Why can't
your" persisted Nellie.
81 don't know-there really isn't
anything TO hinder that can see, ex-
cept-l suppose your father wouldn't
want me to leave the house, and"
"Oh. nothing will bother the house, 4"
interrupted the girl impatiently, II
most wish there would" she added
with pouting irrelevance, then, may
be we'd get new one. But do please
say you'll 90, mumsie. there's dear.
You never go anywhere with me and
all the other girls mothers are going,
and-you've got to 20 too, won't
take no for an answer, so there!" The
big girl picked up the little woman,
broom and all, and marched twice
around the room with her in spite Of
her efforts to extricate herself.
Now will your" she asked triumph
antly as she sank into chair pulling
her mother down in her lap and still
holding her fast. Now will your"
well" laughed the mother in mock
submission, IL suppose must bow to
the supremacy Of superior force, so If
you will allow me to finish this floor
will consider the proposition.
At that the young usurper Of auth
ority let 20 her hold.
That means you'll go!" Nellie
jumped up and executed an ecstatic
little jig.
Nov, Midget" she continued. US
ing the pet name she had adopted since
the day she had discovered her own
head rising above that Of her dimipu-
tive mother. "I'll run up stairs and
make the beds while you finish the
work here, and then we'll be of in q
jiffy" The light hearted girl went
singing up the stairway.
The mother looked fondly after the
retreating form, thinking how like her
father the child was, and yet how I'M
like. Everyone said Nellie Agnew
was her fathers own daughter" So
far a. looks we're concerned she GER
tainly was, but although she possessed
many Of her fathers traits Of charact-
er. IN her disposition there could be
discerned a strong admixture Of the
mother.
Mrs. Agnew had been beautiful,
vivacious girl. passionately fond OF the
little vanities and frivohiies that play
so large part in the drama of young
life. But that was before she married
John Agnew. Now she was a thin.
faded. little woman upon whose face
and figure were stamped the indelible
marks Of years Of incessant toll.
She could scarcely recall the last
time she had enjoyed a holiday. On
the very few occasions in her early
married life when she had ventured &c
plan some little pleasure or recreation
for herself, it seemed that some I'm.
looked for obstacle had always inter,
vened to thwart her. She had Ions
since ceased to plan and almost ceased
to hope.
But this morning her daughter,
sweet insistence had reused an adum
bration Of her old vivacity. Nellie'i
eirulgence of spirit was infectious ant
as she listened to the fresh young vote,
upstairs a song Of thankfulness welle,
up in her heart. Surely she was bless
ed. She moved briskly about, putin,
the finishing touches to al alread,
spotless kitchen.
There" she exclaimed softly t
herself with a quick glance at tn
clock, everything is in order. be
lieve. now must hasten with tn
lunch. How good It seems 70 be act
ualy getting ready 20 10 somewhere!'
She almost ran into the pantry, te
appearing Immediately with a lsrg,
covered basket which she deposited OF
the kitchen table. Other trips follow
ed in quick succession, and finally
generous array Of picnic dainties wer,
spread invitingly out upon the table
filling the room with their deliciou,
odors.
Now which goes in first?" she mus
ed, as with arms akimbo, she surveyed
the whole. "rhis chicken, think, b,
cause il can bear a little squeezing. ;
The plump chicken fitted nicely II
ma and of tha haska, lsay,no ao.ri.