South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-05-20

boJy thought the old skinflint had
piles Of it: but they had to sell the
I best of the COWS TO pay for Granny's
funeral. The carry all was a wreck,
so rotten and shaky : wonder they
got here in it. OF course, I'll stand
I for that-thOugh it never would
have got home, the 10 miles they
must drive through. without falling
/ TO pieces. After a while you 80
/ speak TO them. They're alone and
scared and shy, and you could help
| them have a good time"
Mrs. Benton nodded-she could
not speak. She did so crave
daughter, in spite Of her five sons.
| it hurt 10 see a girl thus gone to
waste. Her heart yearned over the
poor thing-nO doubt she had been
bewildere6 by her avalanche Of un-
accustomed possessions, and had
/ tried piteously TO make herself fine
enough for this. her first merry
making. Where could she have got
her idea of style? In a flash Mrs.
/ Benton knew-from the fashion
sheets and supplements it had been
/ Granny's habit TO save. Granny had
/ bought by them-coStly things but
always extrene-and had treasured
them, going herself in calico or the
cOarSest woolens. Stories Of her
/ had gone countywide-but very few
| had seen her. She had kept at home
/ steadfastly, save for her yearly trip
10 town, hated churchgoing and dis
! coura ged all visitors, save such as
| came in the way of business.
The girl sat apathetic, clutchins
| the purple parasol, which made a
violent discord against her red plaid
/ frOck. But when the band struck
up, she changed-Sat upright, eyes
glowing. lips parted. a deep scar
/ let showing through the maSsed
! freckles all over her cheeks. They
/ were so thick on the nose they made
/ it Indian color; also they powdered
/ her arms we'll above the elbow.
| Even then she had not taken home
Jincy. her daughters. child, choos-
/ ing, she said, TO die as she had lived,
alone. But at the end, when Jincy.
venturing in, found her stricken,
/ helpless. speechless there had been
an agony of entreaty in the fierce
old eyes. Jincy had known Granny
! wanted 10 say something-to tell
| sOmething-th eyes searched her
/ face so steadfastly, but no words
came through the week she fought
back death Jincy shivered still
when she let herself remember that
time.
She sat through the music spell
/ bound. smiling as unconsciously as
/ a child. wholly TRANSPORTED. The
/ speaking wearied her. Brief as il
was the words Of the immortal de-
/ claration fell on ears unheeding-
/ ears TO which il was i'm an unknown
tongue. But when the band struck
up again and the crowd rose for
/ the march to dinner JinCy could not
lie still She swayed in time and
+ her feet battered lightly-so lightly
Mrs Beuton's heart yearned more
than ever.
The doctors wife had many
friends TO see and see about. She
was glad 10 shift Jincy into Mrs.
Bentors charge At first the girl
was too shy 10 do more than nod
articulately. But kindness at last
won her 10 speech II came with
a rush when, after dinner, Mrs. Ben
ton took her apart. Sitting on a
shady bank. Jincy gave all her con-
adence-a story that brought tears
to the listeners eyes.
All she knew was work-held
work. She could rot read. or spell
on write. hardly even sew on a
patch, or do more than cook ash
cake and fry bacon.
Daddy had done the sewing
when there were any clothes 10
make He had likewise done the
. cooking-if there was wherewithal
. beyond meat and meal Daddy had
not been lazy, as people said. He
had done the best ne knew: and he
was that honest Gran had always
got the better OF him when II came
10 dividing the crops. he had been
good 10 his children, too. They had
never felt a blow except the time
Gran whipped them Tor chasing her
/ rrT r,rarnrL Affar that xEnnl 4