Perth Amboy evening news., 1920-06-22
NEWS AT LAST
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Tie message OF the yellow sheet
was brief enough. 1t said
ARRIVE Pennington Sunday. pa
vid.''
"Answer?" the MESSENGER boy
asked laconically.
Answer" Alice repeated with
out understanding.
\ Pep. Any return? I'll take an
answer back If there's one"
= OH Alice was finding herself
again. mo, there's no answer
The boy turned indifferently and
sauntered off. All telegraph boys
seem to acquire this supreme disin-
t~erestedness. Perhaps they are too.
used to delivering messages that
make or break the whole course Of
Q human life.
1t was Mrs. Fairbanks who was
concerned. To her way of think
ing, a telegram meant news OF
death. Surely nothing less import
ant would be sent in this imDera-
! lively hasty fashion. White faced,
1 she turned to Alice when the neces-
sary business of sending off the de
livery boy was done with.
But it was no news of tragedy or
sorrow that was reelected in the
girls face. Alice was still looking
at the open yellow sheet, and in her
eyes was gradually dawning the
comprehension of a whole new life.
Sometimes 1t takes as long TO un-
derstand a great joy as it does to
feel a great sorrow. The warm
4 pink crept back to her cheeks.
flushing them with the most deli
cious tint, and her eyes were blue
as a summer nights sky. She came
to herself with a start. and handed
the telegram to her mother to read.
. ~ fgytrAfTfGt -1s alf ~. lN,s-IAA rat
comment.
And after a few seconds she look
ed again at Alice, and seeing the
look of happiness that was there
she added: I'm glad, dear, if 1t
mean so much to you"
And then Alice did a curious and
very feminine thing. She ran up
stairs to her ROOM, and throwing
herself on the bed, began to cry.
Once before she had done this same
thing but that time it was because
the agony of the moment had been
too great to bear. Then she had to
be alone, no other person could pity
her enough-even her mothers
sympathy was something she could
not stand.
And now-for great sorrow and
great joy are strangely related in
many of their NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
she wanted to be alone for a little,
ror her happiness was too great and
too sacred for anyone else to see.
1t al Berenice who came to rail-
her. That little girls sweet, shrill
voice Kept repeating,
"Awice, Awice."
And Alice jumped up and threw
open her door. Berenice, her frock
full of grass stains, and her face
most awfully dirty, came tumbling
In to greet her.
where were. you? KEEP calling
and calling.f'
"oh, I've been working-don't
lou knew, in the yellow house
where we see Peppita every day.
Now bow did you get so dirtyT'
sfuT Alice, once more awakened
~ the duty that was nearest, gath
cred the little girl up, stains and
all, for a kiss and then carried her
Off to be washed.
Shippers ready" Her mothers
voice was most welcome with its an
~pouncement this time.s and Alice
Fith Berenice. clean as to hands,
race and knees, descended with joy
full haste.
TITS the pest supper 1 even saw
Alice remarked, as she settled the
baby in her high chair, and took
her own place by the window. And
Strawberry shortcake. the nice old
fashioned kind. Why didn't you
tell me?"
II did, Mrs. Fairbanks defended
herself. And you said That's nice
] thought you couldn't have heard
me-" She put the things on the
tsbls-warned yer meat and stew
I'd tomatoes and tea. and the cake
IS the treat of the meal.
Isn't il glorious out?" Alice ask
ed, leaning over so her head was
out the window. Her eyes took in
the beauty of the evening with APP
-preciation, the fresh green of grass
and trees, the well tended garden,
always her pride, the flowers grow
Ing by the white-Washed fence.
"Gwashush," echoed B%erenice.
who had not yet mastered the rs
and RS of me language.
Alice turned to laugh at her, and