El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1917-12-15
4 Serial of UniOersal Appeal
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Mis- Hampton Interrupts Conversation Between Louise
And An Old Friend
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I her speech had been unfortunate, for
she said hastily:
"I believe . bride usually has her
/ wedding silver marked with her own
/ initials. It IS quite the proper thing"
yes. It is I agreed
Yet / was sure from the yelled look
[ IN her eyes that she was regretinE
! that her boys name had been omitted
Z from the silver and linen that his
bride was TO bring him. The knowl-
edge OF that regret for my future
husband, for the man who. after all,
7 belonged TO me, irritated me
Let Us 90 into the library I said
politely, moving towards the door OF
the room in which the presents were
would like to see you"
She followed my lead and remained
few minutes chatting with nay
mother adlniring everything, speak
ing approvingly Of all our arrange
ments-
When she vas leaving she kissed
me IS usual, called me a dear little
girl" and smiled back at me from the
foot OF the front steps.
Somehow the solitary little figure
n black looked forlorn walking down
the street alene. The March wind
was blowing fIercely, and she had to
bend her head 10 fight against It. I
had choking in my throat as ]
watched her from the library window.
No wonder Jack felt such chivalry
for her; no wonder he always gave
her his tender protection. I remen-
bered that he was 10 dine with Us to-
night, and that she would have her
dinner alone.
Yet before he slept her boy would
90 to her room and receive her good
night klss-aS ne had done all the p
years OF his life. He would murmur,
Precious mother" as I had heard
him murmur several times when he
did not know that I heard.
My mother came to me and put her
arm about my waist
4 an sorry for her, dear" she said,
holding toward the slender form that
was now disappearing in the distance.
An OHtburst Of Feeling.
why I demanded, hOtly- Why"
I rushed on before my mother could
reply as II because her son is going
TO marry meg Well, other sons Of
other mothers have married, haven't
they? And some Of those mothers
were widows. too Why should peo-
pie pity her? They need not. Her
son adOres he He loves her even bet
ter than he did before he and were
engaged Oh, you need not pity her
She won't lose him, II there Is ever
anything which I cannot supply she
VIII be ready TO make up for my de-
fciencies-"
Louise" my mother spoke sternIy.
Then, as 7 burst into tears, she gath
cred me 10 her as Il had been a
little child.
Darling" she protested. you are
all worn out and over excited. You
are tired from all these wedding prep
arations- Come upstairs with me-"
81 had stopped sObbing by the time
she made me lie down upon the bed
in her room. She threw a slum Der
robe over me, pulled down the shades
and opened the window a little way.
Now she sOOthed- you must try
to get q nap, daughter. Try TO forget
everything except that you are here
IN mothers room and going 20 sleep /
just as when you were q little girl /
and did not feel we'll"
I threw my arms about her neck 7
as she bent TO kiss me Dear. dear 4
mother" I sighed. There's nobody 4
like you IN all the world"
She smiled tenderly. Because 7 an +
your mother, dear There's nobody /
Just like a mother in all the world for .
anybody
That's what Jack thinksl
did not sneak the words. But the o
realization OF their truth took the
s |eetness from my own mothers 7
ITO be continued.)