New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1920-02-20
The Stained Glass Window
UMmmMETmE
Woman Editor Devises Ruse to Convert Grasping
Husband Who Would Erect Memorial to De.
ceased Wife Who Had Been Enslaved
in Farm House in Hills



male Mapleton had sneered when
Mis-" Parkins DOL her fathers place
at the head of the .,agle. But male
Mapleton was wrong as it very quick
ly learned.
Miss Parkins pointed to a chair be-
side her desk.
Sit down, dear" she said.
The girl flung herself down.
He told me today" she continued,
that same incongruous bitterness in
her voice He said he'd been to too
much expense-and that. anyhow. my
place was here at home"
As his servant" said Miss Parkins.
with a sigh.
In mothers place he said"
That means as a servant re-
marked Miss Parkins. more to herself
than to the girl.
Il never cared so much about go
ing away to cOllege-while she lived
the girl continued But her whole
heart seemed set on It'll never could
understand just why"
4 could said Miss Parkins. be
meath her breath,
she fairly fought to get father to
promise The girls eyes widened
with the wonder of it, 1t was the
only time | even knew her to oppose
him"
Poor Mary" Miss Parkins wills
pered.
Yes didn't care so much about
it-then. But now that she gone
the girls voice broke want to go.
II was her great wish. | want to go.
And he says-I can't"
Hot anger in her heart for once,
Miss Parkins walked the floor of her
Office. She thought OF Henry Brad
ford, with his boarded thousands. his
oily sanctity, and her fingers itched
to shak" the from him.
Did YOU remind your father of his
promise to her." she asked.
Yes. And he said he couldn't un
dcrstand her strange notion that she
must have been a little flighty in her
sickness-that he'd promised just to
mako it easier for her at the end
"Flighty'' Miss Parkins tone was
hot with srorn She thought of her
last interview with Mary bradford. of
how the defeated, crushed little wom-
an had cried to her; He sha'n't make
a slave of my girl. too. He shant.
Ann, he sha M" Poor Mary. 1t had
been her n fight, and, now that she
was whore she could wagc it no long
or. the day seemed lost.
i had to tell someone" The girl
was sobbinG now. And | thought
mother would have wanted me to tell
you"
she threw her arms down on the
desk, and her head upon them. Her
slim shoulders shook. Mother" she
moaned. oh, mother, mother" The
capable, businesslike little woman
who edited the Eagle stood at her
side looking down at her; and sud.
denly across that usually businesslike,
capable face, a shadow passed. IL
was a shadow of the expression seer
on the faces OF those women who
dream for their sisters, and grow i'm
patient that the day they dream of is
so long in coming.
Reaching down, Miss Parkins pat
ted n hcaving shoulder
That was right-to tell me, dear"
she said
The girl aised her head. The
agony of her sobs died out. Some
thing she seemed to see in Miss Par
kins' face soothed her.
What are you going to do?" she
asked.
This blind 'aith touched Miss Par.
kins, ever while it dismay d her.
What could she do, indeed? Her heart
ached for the daughter of her old
friend, but what part could she, an
outsider. play in the struggle her
friend had forever laid down?
oh. Ina dear" she said. II don't
know what | can do"
She walked away from the girl. TO.
the corner where the two limo
machines, of which she was so
proud. doomed grim and shadowy in
the halflight Strangely enough il
not Of Mary Bradford or her
laughter that Miss Parkins was think
.ng now but of a handsome. keen-eyed
boy Perhaps IL was the moon that
brought him back tonight. for il had s
'hone that other August as it shone q
They had stood together be.
leath the trees in her fathers ward {
he and this boy. and his arms were [
bout her. while on her lips she was
'eceiving the only kiss man had ever $
-ouchsafed her A sharp pain burned
Is way through her heart. She went
Jack TO Ina's side. I
Poor little girl" she said. What
an | do?" v
Up in the front of the office. in the ]
.emidarkness, a door banged and a i
hadowy figure appeared Miss Par o
.ins moved quickly to greet her visitor. h
II the light that came in from the v
treet. she recognized Henry Brad f
ord. h hard lines about his mouth r
into a conciliatory smile, his a
ly. little eyes alert to greet her. As S
@ took of his hat. his badness &C. q
entuated the shining pallor of his o
Ii had held that pallor, of late "
ears. as though he had gazed into h
is own soul. and what he saw there
ad turned him white. s.
Good evening, Ann" he said brisk
Il stopped with a little item of s;
ews for you" L
You're out late" she suggested.
Mid week prayer-meeting." he re- X
We got to discussing the
ew church. and didn't notice the
me. ! don't see you at prayer-meet- d,
as often as | used to. Ann" III
My business keeps me here" she fo