The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1917-05-12
Grandmother Gray S
Story Corner
What Jimmie G. Did For Mothers

Day.
Jimmie G. was mad, just plain
mad. His lips were sticking out so
far you might have hung a tin cup
on them, and he poked along the
street as slow as an old cross turtle.
Every time he came to q stone he
kicked 1t as hard as he could, and
every time he kicked q stone his
face took ON such scowl that you
would have thought someone had
plowed it up.
Grandmother Gray saw him COM
ing, and she smiled a wise little
smile to herself as she went on
knitting the pink sweater for little
sister Marty 1t was a lovely Satur-
day afternoon in May and she had a
slight suspision Of what caused the
trouble.
well hello, Jimmie! What
makes you look so cheerful today"
asked she, when the young gentle
man Of the family finally opened
the door and came in. Her face
was perfectly serious, but her eyes
were twinkling.
I'm not cheerful" growled jim
mic, scowling worse than ever.
"You AREN'T" exclaimed Grand
mother Gray in surprise. "Why jim
ME. what Is the matter?"
I'm mad" he said, "and l don't
care. I never get to do anything
! want to. What's the use of havin-
birthdays an gettin' presents an
things, un then just stayin' home.
Wish ! was man, an then I'd go
to war"
Now let me see," began Grand
mother Gray, as though she were
puzzling something out, Uncle
Rob gave you a new boat, didn't
he? And he said that it was like
the one that he used to sail on
Thistlethwaite's Pond. And so you
wanted your mother to take you out
there this afternoon, isn't that
right"
Well no. answered Jimmie G..
slowly. Il guess there are some
snakes out at Thistlethwaite's pond,
and SO l told mother Morton Lake
would do just as well. But she
wouldn't 60"
She wouldn't! Isn't that too
bad, because you know how much
she loves to be out doors. Won
der what could have been the mat
ter" Grandmother Gray looked
genuinely disturbed, and so Jimmie
G. began to explain.
well, she was still cutting out
things and pasting 'em, and any
how she said she was too tired"
Cutting out things, and pasting
them? Why Jimmie. thought your
mother was cleaning up your room
after the paper hangers had left"
and this time his grandmother was
truly surprised
why yes, she was, but You see
just asked her IL | couldn't have
some pictures all around like we
had kindergarten, and she was cut
ting them out and FASTING them, and
she wouldn't take me out to sail my
beat on Morton Lake"
Grahnmother Gray was silent A
whole minute went by, then an
other. Jimmie G. began to be nerv.
Gus. He looked at his grandmother
three or four times, but she never
even glanced in his direction. Fin
ally he couldn't stand it any longer.
why grandmother" he said,
what's the matter?"
Grandmother Gray looked at Jim.
ME G. with strange eyes.
Did you speak to me-" she asked
in very polite tone. I'm afraid
you made a mistake, for | don't
know who you are"
why grandmother, I'm Jimmie, .
he protested.
Then you must be Jimmie Har.
court" said she, still very polite
because ] don't know any other
Jimmie who would be so cross and
hateful to his very own mother
when she was doing something just
for him"
For once Jimmie G. was speech.
less. His eyes grew very big and
round and his face was very sol
emn.
Grandmother Gray looked at him
L. H. x..ax- fDr vaN.