The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1917-11-02
.IT WAS DIFFERENT
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

Margaret left the girls at the corner
and cut across lots to her own house.
1t was lovely, soft spring night with
moon, and the perfume of million
blbssUmsi
Her thoughts were busy. Sic was
thinking of the film she had just seen
Mt the moving picture theater, OF poor
rebeliOus little Maggie Tulliver. How
Ike Maggie she wns herself, she
thought, impulslve, loving, hiisuiider-
stood, and always I'm trouble through
no fault of her OWE.
Just now she wanted to do something
that seemed to find nothing but ridi-
pule trout the people at home. She
wnAted to have freshiair camp for
children down on the lake where they
could play and wade and frOllc all sum-
mcr.
"But Peggy, dear" her aunt had ex-
pOstulated, there is a lovely big home
for little city children up on the hill"
"Wcll, there nre more children in
town, aren't there?'
"Bnt that isn't it, dear. You don't
understand. 1t would take hundreds Of
dollars and many people to do the
work: There would be washing and
Ironing and cooking and dish washing
and bed, making. 1t wouldn't be all
play. And the lake is full of malaria
and they'd all be sick and maybe some
of them would die. Then what?"
Get some more" said Margaret, not
to he discouraged.
"No, dear, it isn't possible. You'll
have to get over this notion just as you
got over wanting to be an aviator, and
missionary and ali the other thlngs.
You'll find your calling some Gays I'm
sure. and in tho meantime just try to
be contcnted with Uncle Ben ami me
and be your own little sweet sClf9
Margaret still thinking symp9thctl
cally of Maggie. crossed the sanOOth
mOonlit lawns. I'm just as sure as
can be-" she declared, chat by finding
my calling some day, Aunt Emma
means that I'll get married. And that
is the one thing on earth won't do.
consider it weak-minded. this parry-
ing business. when there are osmany
The soft grass and shrubs concealed
her approach, and, as she went lightly
up the side steps Of the porch. she
heard voices around front Evidently
no one knew she had come. FOR the
talking went on. She tiptoed ito the
dining room door. opened the screen
and went in. "Even this hot place Is
better Than sitting out there and being
told that ought to get married.. I'll
just have saucer of strawberries and
cream and then go TO bed"
She went back to the icebOx. got the
berries and switched off the lighta Then
she stepped out into the inviting cool
ness of the garden.
"HPlO :" said a masculine voice from
the swing.
"Hono." answered Margaret sur
'priscd. 81 thought Katrina had gone
oui. Excuse mel" And she prepared
to depart.
"Don't go!" said the voice. "Isdon't
Know who Katrina is, hut she's not
here. There is just me-Only IL lnean
to say I only am present"
"WhO are you? / have a habit of
being particular about my friends.
We're You about to break IL? Perhaps
You have the fiat silver about you
nOw"
II don't believe I can talk much my
mouths watering so at the smell Of
those strawberries"
"Just wait minute and TIL get you
some"
She was back I'm an instant. thisstime
leaving on the kitchen light. She want.
ed to see what her vis-a-vis lookedillke
She was agreeably surprised ia find
as he sprang forward to hold thesdoOr
That ne was tall, slender young and
nicely and quietly dressed, and his face
satisfied her completely.
She settled herself in the swing and
he sat down beside her
"Well?" she asked. "Am I to thavC
the stOry?"
"There's nothing to it-except that
I'm misunderstood"
'How Interestingly! exclaimed Mar
garet, biting a-berry. $50 am l."
"Tve always done pretty much as
pleased, though" said the young nan
"That is, I wanted to write instead OF
going into business, but it hasn't more
than paid expenses. So now Uncle IDicl
insists that come and live Will hin
and be his heir and marry sOmf CIR
he's picked out for me. Isn't it n lvful
I'd rather go TO Alaska"
'DO you mean that Mr.. DiXOnl Pro
there is your uncle?"
l "YpgO