Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1917-11-27
IT WAS DIFFERENT
By LOUISE OLIVER.

anu cut across lots TO her own house.
1t was a lovely, soft spring night with
a moon, and the perfume of a million
blossoms.
Her thoughts were busy. She was
thinking of the film she had lust seen
at the moving picture theater, Of poor
reoetlous little Maggie EulIfver. How
Ike Maggie she was herself, she
lhousht, mpulsive, loving. misunder-
stood, and always IN trouble through
no fault Of her own.
just now she wanted to do something
that seemed to find nothing but rfdi-
Guile from the people at home. She
wanted to have a fresh-afr camp for
children down on the lake where they
could play and wade and frolfc all sum
mer.
But, Peggy, dear" her aunt had ex-
postulared, there is a lovely big home
for little city children up on the hill.
well, there are more children in
town, aren't thereg'
But 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 IF malaria
and they d all be sick and maybe some
OF them would die. Then what?7
Get some more" said Margaret. not
| to be 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
a missionary and all the other things
/ You'll find your chilling some day I'm
sure, and in the meantime Just try tc
| be contented with Uncle Ben and me
| and be your own little sweet self"
/ Margaret still thinking symnathetf
| calIy of Maggie, crossed the smooth
nooclit lawns. "I'm just as SURE. as ]
can be-" she declared, chat by finding
my calling some day, Aunt Emma
means that TIL get married And that
is the one thing on earth [ won't do.
consider it weak-minded, this marry
| ing business, when there are so many
real things to do In the world"
| 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 to the
| dining room door, opened the screen
and went in. Even this hot place Is
better than sitting out there and being
told that I ought to get married. III
just have a saucer Of strawberries and
cream and then go to bed"
She went back to the feebox. got the
berries and switched off the light. Then
she stepped out into the inviting cool
ness of the garden.
''HellOl" said masculine voice from
the swing.
Hello" answered Margaret sur
prfsed. 81 thought Katrina had gone
out. Excuse mer'' And she prepared
to depart.
Don't gor' said the voice. st don't
know who Katrina is, but she's not
here. There is just me-onIy II mean
to say, 1 only am present"
"Who are you? I have a habit of
being particular about my friends
Were you about to break in? Perhaps
you have. the fiat silver about you
nowr'
Il don't believe I can talk much. my
mouths watering so at the smell OF
those strawberries.
'Just wait a minute and III get YOU
some"
She v-oS ba al y, ~, gr-4c-4 49,. L..
leaving on the kitchen light She want
ed to see what her vis-a-vis looked like
She was agreeably surprised to fine
as he sprung forward TO hold the door
that ne was tall, slender, young and
nicely AMI quietly dressed, and his face
satisfied her completely.
She settled herself in the swing and |
he sat down beside her.
"WalIT' she asked. sam to have
the story7'
There's nothing TO Ir-excepU ruu1
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 man
'HThat is, wanted to write instead of |
going into business, but it hasn't more
than paid expenses. So now Uncle Dick |
insists that come and live with him |
and be his heir and marry some girl
he's picked out for me. Isn't it awful |
I'd rather &c to Alaska
'Do you mean that Mr.. Dixon Pro- /
there is your uncIeT'
"Yes.T
"And he brought you here to see the
girl he wants you to marry?'
"Yes."
sand you're hidingg
"Yes."
"Good for you. So am II I'm the
girlr'
Good heavens :"
She nodded
But if you're the girl. ft's-it's diff
ferent- You see, I didn't know. IL
really, I'd love to have you marry me"
eff I did would you let me have a
fresh-dir camp for children. and have a
flying machine, and be missionary.
and everythtng?'
Sure ding. And we'd 90 to Alaska. |
and I'd write, ard we'd have a perpet-
uaI picnic"
"AII right" said Margaret. happily
"FII Just do it. 1t never occurred to me- 4
before that marriage might mean that
at last I should be understood"
Copyright. 1917. by the Mcclure Newsua-
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