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cShe was leaning forward in her chair,
I her lips trembling, her eyes smol-
dering fame.
what if had insisted on my
rights. all the way up? she quivered.
"Would | have come home that first
time from college? Would ! have
stepped into Mother Blaisdell's shoes
and kept the house? Would | have
swept and baked and washed and
ironed. day in and day out, to make
a home for father and for Jim and
Frank and Flora? Would | have seen
other girls love and marry and go to
homes of their own, while l. Oh.
what am saying, what am ! saying"
she choked, covering her eyes with
the back of her hand, and turning her
face away. please. if you can. forget
what | said. Indeed, ! never-broke
out like that-before. l am So
ashamed!"' ,
ASHAMED! Well, you needn't be-"
Mr.. Smith, on his feet, was trying to
work off his agitation by tramping
I'D and down the small room.
but | am ashamed" moaned Miss
Maggie, her face still averted. And l
can't think why should have been so
so wild. 1t was just something that
you said-about my rights, | think.
You see-all my life I've just had to
learn to say 1t doesn't matter, when
there were so many things that !
wanted to do anu couldn't. And
don't YOU see?-I found out, after a
while, that it didn't really matter half
so much-college and my own little
wants and wishes-as that should do
what / had to do, willingly and
pleasantly at home"
But, good heavens. how could you
keep from tearing round and throw
ing things? ,
II couldn't-all the time. II
smashed bowl once. and two cups"
She laughed shamefacedly. and met
his eyes now. "But | soon found
that it didn't make me or anybody
else-any happier, and that it didn't
help things at all. So l tried--to do
the other way. And now, please,
please say you'll forget all this-what
I've been saying. Indeed, Mr.. Smith,
| am very much ashamedT
Forget it" Mr.. Smith turned on
his heel and marched up and down
the room again. "Confound that
manw
What mani"
"Mr. Stanley G. Fulton. if you must
know, for not giving you any of that
money"
Money, money, money!" Miss
Maggie threw out both her hands
with gesture of repulsion. IF I've
heard that word once I've heard it a
hundred times in the last week. Some
times wish might never hear it
again."
You don't want to be deaf, do
you? Well, you'd have to be to escape
hearing that word"
Il suppose so. But" again she
threw out her hands.
"You don't mean" Mr.. Smith was
regarding her with curious interest.
Don't you want-money, really?
She hesitated; then she sighed
"Oh, yes, of course. We all want
money. We have to have money, too;
but l don't think it's-everything in
the world, by any means"
"You don't think it brings happi-
ness. them"
Sometimes. Sometimes not"
Most of-er-us would be willing
to take the risk
Most of US would"
"Now, in the case of the Blaisdells
here--don't you think this money is
going to bring happiness to them?"
There was no answer. Miss Maggie
seemed to think.
Miss Maggie" exclaimed Mr..
Smith, with a concern all out of pro-
portion to his supposed interest in
the matter, you don't mean to say
you don't think this money is going
to bring them happiness"
Miss Maggie laughed little.
ooh, no! This money'll bring them
happiness all right, of course-partic-
ularly to some of them. But ! was
just wondering; if you don't know
how to spend FIVE dollars so as to get
the most out of it, how will you
spend 500, or 5,0O0-and get the most
out of that?"
What do you mean?"
But Miss Maggie shook her head
Nothing. I was just thinking"
she said.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
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