The evening Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1918-1920, 1919-03-13

Mary smiled sadly. She laid hel
| lips for moment on the downy lit
tie head where an artery was throb.
bling.
"Aggrevation? Poor Mabel, what
a lonesome unhappy time you must
be having"
Lonesome! Unhappy! Just be
cause haven't got a-a-a-worm? p
Nib laughed. II should say not
Every woman has got right to hap
piness-in her own way.'
yes" agreed Mary, every We
man has right to happiness in hel
own way" She looked at the other
in her exquisite black silk with the
cut steel buttons and the paniers and
the puffs and the overskirts and the
rare ruching at the throat and the
gaudy jewelry on her characterless
fingers. "someday, Mibb," she said
'you will be sorry"
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry for what you told Herbert
on this same subject last Sunday af-
ternoon.'
'FWhat do you know about that?'
Herbert came over here Sunday
evening to see Jack and l and
Thomas Joshua. He and Thomas
Joshua romped on the carpet for a
half hour. After we'd got Joshua
away to bed and we sat talking a.
bout the future, Herb broke down
and cried like motherless little boy
and-told me-us all about it. it."
"This,' said Mibb arising coldly, e
is as enlightening as it is disgusting.
Herb-going around-peddling tales
of our privacies-to the neighbors
-I'
'The fault is yours, Mabel. You
shouldn't give him cause"
Gle had probably been drinking.
eyes, a little bit. It made me feel
very badly. I've been thinking about
it al the week"
Indeed! How many men do you
require,-to feel badly for? I should
think the mess you've made marrying
wage-slave like Jack Purse who
can't provide you with home bigger
than a doll house and the whole
proposition saddled with debt-would
be quite sufficient
Herbert and | were quite good
friends for a long time before he
married you, Mabel"
"But not good friends enough SO
that he asked you to be his WIFE
"I never wanted to be his
wife, She said it slowly, wonder
ing if she were telling a falsehood.
Because you never stood a chance.
You know the story about the fox
and the grapes
In the voice of a lady, Mary re-
piled:
"1Herbert has been like brother
In fact, l remember very distinctly
the time and situation when he ask
ed if he might consider me as a
/ sister,
"All of which is as amusing as it
is illuminating. The Henderson girl
affected fine superiority Then hel
mood changed With a deadly ex-
j preston of cheap charactered BAG
temper, she snapped: "But if he
thinks he's got license to peddle oul
domestic differences all over Paris
Just because I'm too wise to tie my
self down to brace of night-squaw
ling sour-smelling brats, he's going t.
find he's started something he'll have
a warm time to finish" She gather
ed up her fnery and made ready tt
depart 81 wouldn't have a young
oae for million dollars"
"And I wish / could have a dozel
and I'd pay million dollars for eacl
one"
"You always were a mopey, senti
mental little fool. I'm sure your
welcome to your worms!"
"You don't know, Mibb-"
eyes l do know That's where TT
wise" She made a significant ges
ture at Mary Purse. "Look wha
they do to you. They keep you pool
They twist you out of shape wit
pain and work. They take the girl
hood out of your face and your eyes
they tie you at home, they brea
i your heart"
Mary's eyes fused tears.
perhaps, Nib, it's just as well al
ter all, that you have none. The
keep you poor-fnancially, maybe
They twist you out. of shape wit
pain and work, perhaps. They tax