Meade County news., 1917-06-21

Gu dIIer straight look INTO uOSe 5
face, 'you look, this morning, as if
bed was just where you ought to be.
WHAT'S the matter. with you, child?"
Nothing" said RISE, nothing
that you'd call anything, at any rate"
Portia smiled ironically. I'm still
the same old dragon, then," she said.
And then-"I'm sorry. l didn't mean
to say that, either. I've had rather
worrying sort Of week."
'What is it?" said Rose. "Tell me
about it. Can help?"
NO" said Portia. "I've thought it
over and it isn't your job" She got
up and went to the window and stood
looking out where Rose couldn't see
her face. "It's about mother" she
concluded.
Rose sat up with a jerk. "AbOut
mother!" she echoed. elias she been
Ill again this week? And you haven't
let me knowl It's shame 1 haven't
been around, but I've been busy"-her
smile reflected some of the irony of
Portia's-"and rather miserable. OF
course I was going this afternoon"
"Yes," said Portia, II fancied you'd
come this afternoon. That's why /
wanted to see you alone first"
"AlOne!" Rose leaned sharply for
ward. "Oh, don't stand there where
can't see you'll Tell me what it is."
"Tm going to-" said Portia. "You
see, wasn't satisfied with old MUIR
ray. l thought 1t was possible, either
that he didn't understand mothers
case, or else that he wouldn't tell me
what he suspected. So week ago
today, got her to go with me to a
specialist" Her voice got a little
harder and cooler. "Mother'll never be
well, Rose. Her heart is getting fab
by-degenerating, he called it. He
says we can't do anything except to
retard the progress Of the disease. It
may go fast, or 1t may go slowly. That
attack she had was just a symptom,
he said. She'll have others. And BY
and by, Of course, fatal one"
Still she didn't look around from
the window. She knew Rose was cry
Ing. She had heard the gasp and
choke that followed her first announce
ment Of the news, and since then, ir-
regularly, muffied sound Of sobbing.
She wanted to go over and comfort
the young. stricken thing there on the
bed, but she couldn't. She could feel
nothing but dull, irresistible anger
that Rose should have the easy relief
of tears, which had been denied her.
Because PGstia couldn't cry.
"He said," she went on, "that In this
climate, living as she has been doing,
she'd hardly last six months, but that
in bland climate like southern Cali
fornia, If she's carefully watched all
the time to prevent excitement or over
exertion, she might live a good many
years.
$50 that's what we're going to do.
I've written the Fletchers to lock out
a place for us, and I've sold out my
buslness-took an offer that 1 refused
month ago. AS soon as we hear from
the Fletchers, Wen begin to pack.
Within week, hope"
Rose said a queer thing then. She
cried out increduOusly: "And you and
mother are going away to California
to live! And leave me here all alone |"
"All alone with the whole Of your
own llfe," thought Portia, but didn't
say it.
Il can't realize 1t at ALL" Rose went
on after little silence. at doesn't
seem-possible. Do you believe the
specialist is right? Can't we go to
someone else and make sureT"
whats the use?" said Portia. "Be-
sides, If drag mother around to any
more of them, she'll know"
Rose looked up sharply. doesn't
she know?"
mo-" said Portla In that hard even
voice of hers. 81 lied to her, of course.
You know mother well enough to know
what she'd do if she knew the truth
about It. Don't you know how it's
always pleased her when old people
could die-1n harness. as she saysT
The ordeal, or the worst of it, was
over. Rose was dropping forlornly
forward, one arm clasped around her
knees, and she was trying to dry her
tears on the sleeve of her nightgown.
The childllke pathos of the attitude
caught POrtia like the surge of a wave.
She crossed the room and sat down on
the edge of the bed. Shed have come
still closer and taken the girl in her
arms, but for the fear of starting her
crying again.
"Yes," Rose said. "Tkat's mother.
And guess she's right about It. 1t
must be horrible to be half-alive-to
know you're no use and never will be.
lAnd you've gone through this all GlOne