The evening Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1918-1920, 1919-03-20

final baby was born, never heard a
word of complaint OF bitterness from
her lips. The features which had
made her once the prettiest girl in
Paris took on deep dull lines OF work
and worry and mother anxiety. She
was growing rapidly into a plain
middle-aged woman with nothing a.
head but the successful manhood of
her boys, like million other wives
Of average men all over America to-
night.
Mrs. Hold drove out to see her one
afternoon and stayed to supper.
After supper they went up to the
front bedroom-Mary' old room I'M
der the eaves-to hunt up some dress
patterns. The moon came up while
they were there and the frogs down
in the marsh began their piping. 1t
was dreamy, beautiful hour.
Mary grew suddenly silent. From
her place in the rocker by the win
dow Mrs. Hold glanced across in the
deep deep shadow to where Mary sat
on the bed. The girl suddenly be-
gan sobbing. Then to Mrs. Holds
surprise Mary Purse leaned across
and kneeled suddenly down with her
head in Mrs. Holds lap. There she
wept convulsively.
Mother, mother!" Mary cried. CAT
least he's kind to me; he loves me.
But / understand, mother. l under
stand!"
az 'spose you've heard about Mibb
Truman" said Mrs. Hold, attempting
+ to get the girls mind onto another
subject.
"What about herr"
81 understand she's gone on the
stage-the concert stage-singin'.
The Mathers went to New York last
week and looked her up. She wasn't
at all nice to 'em. But they learned
that some of her gentlemen friends
down there has backed her financially
and that wonderful voice. O. hers
seems to be doin' the rest. She al
ways did have wonderful voice. You
remember it?'
eyes," said Mary DULY. She was
plainly not interested in the Hender-
son girls fortunes, having forsooth
her own pitiful fortunes to occupy
her mind.
Mrs. Hold comforted her and after
! while Mary arose and wiped her
eyes.
''I'm sorry, Mrs. Hold. Once in a
while l feel weak and helpless. What
l need, suppose, is some real sorrow
to make me strong"
"There's trouble enough comes to
us in life without wishing for it, dear
You're all right. You've only worry
ing over Jack because he doesn't get
! into business"
mo; I'm worrying over Jack be-
! cause Jack is worrying that he does
MT get into business. He's afraid to
make the break, Mrs. Hold. He's
afraid to leave his sure job for bril-
liant uncertainty. And our capital is
gone now-you know I paid the bills
with the largest part Of it and the
rest l put into buying this house sc
we could at least be sure of ROOF
over our heads. That makes Jacl
| timid about taking chances, he's got
| the responsibilities of so many or
him."
"Has he had many chances?"
eyes; there's been the Red From
grocery which he felt he couldn'
swing because he didn't have the cap
ital; there's been the newspaper a
Saugus and the job printing business
that Daddy Joe finally bought ant
that l understand he's going well in
There's been Jim Galloway's rustles
ire-screen business and the sash-and
blind mill. All of them were goot
businesses and would have made u
fairly well-fixed in time. But mos
of them needed money-quite a lot o
| it-and somehow the boys hav
taken most of our money"
81 know how it is, dear. It's to-
bad Jack couldn't have found some
thing before so MANY babies came
Not" she added, 'that I'm saying
word against hem; they're beautiful
boys-there aren't six boys in tn
| whole world any beautifuller ex
| cepting three that I happen to hav
down at the Hold place on Walnu
Street in Paris. But stiii-it's un