The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-02-12

name.
| suppose you are. as usual busy
with your pet charities. Do not worry
about my welfare, as I shall keep you
duly irSormed.
Your affectlonate brother.
JACK.
Dear Gwen:
The morning sun comes in Mt right
angles through my glass roof, the
painting grows apace, and meals
served from nearby restaurant are
perfect. In my enjoyable isolation ]
might be on desert isle--save for
the young woman across the hall. She
would, think, be fit subject for your
passion for helpfulness-if you could
reach her. Oh, these proud, self-sac-
rificing American women of ours
What will they not do for love and
! duty! Though l must confess this is
my first actual experience with the
| kind Carrie" who "wipes up our
floors" says that when my neighbours
husband vent TO war she gave up her
| comfortable fiat and came here to live
with her child. During the day she
has taken up an unaocustomed posi-
ton In flower shop, ii seems, but she
sings right cheerly at night as she
cooks the childs supper. Ii was this |
same singing which attracted my at |
tention to the two-that and the |
child's evident glee when her mother |
brings home currant roll. Can you |
imagine It, Gwen. unalloyed joy over |
the fact of currant roll? Joy in three
dingy rooms near the roof? Joy. after
hard days work? II makes one
long to step out and buy a quantity Of
those delicacies we stated ones take
ns our ter-of-course--and leave
them at their door. But the presump-
ton would be resented. The child
looks like a Christmas show-window
doll.
After school hours she often sits at
turn of the stair, knitting for ia
Their" When | almost fell over her
one day she naively Informed me that
"it was not so lonesome there as In
side"
/ thank you for comforts kindly
sent to myself. Your loving :
JACK.
Dear Gwen:
am having difficulty with my study {
OF spring; the face of the central fig I
ure lacks that significant sweet fresh
ness which 1t must have.
Following your advice, / stopped at >
the flower shop one evening, purchas- i
ing from my neighbor a rose tree, =
which has been sent TO you. Acting
again upon your suggestion, frankly
presented myself and made inquiry
Peggy-May's father. Peg :
gy-May happens to be the unusually
name of the child. Charm
ngly free from self-consciousness were
the mothers replies.
"Mr. May was well and in good
spirits; she, herself, managed very S
nicely, and Peggy-May was happy.
vas thanked-and dismissed. So to :
lelp these brave people seems beyond
,ur power. Love to you. my sister.
JACK.
Dear Gwen:
The second idea was a bright one,
nd speedily acted upon. With diplo-
macy and persuasion it was arranged
hat Peggy-May should pose for my
hid model of Spring. The picture
viii be a success. We paint very early
a the morning, before the little mother
due at the flower shop. Her needles
ash In that everlasting knitting as
he sits beside us. Like a flower, her
elf, is the wife of that soldier in
courageous always. What
contrast to the fortune-favored girls
e have known, Gwen-you and l.
Very hastily.
'ear Gwen: -
Pardon me IL this letter may prove
incomprehensible. Perhaps
oyously irresponsible" would better
lit my case. III
You accused me of negligence in
riting. while the slttings of my pic
ire were going on. but If you could
1t have known the desperate state
my mind at the time. Inwardly
as accusing myself of falling in love
it'll married woman. And though
e object of my love bent ever alb
rbed over her knitting, she must
I've known the state of my heart
len. blessedly, NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
ut it is all over-PesgyMay took the
CUP, and the woman l love came
fftly for me one evening begging
: to stay with the child while she
rried for the doctor. Then the story
me out. Carrie" had made a nat.
al mistake-Peggy-M Mays father had
ne to war, but il was his sister who
child E,fo