Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-11-19
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900 SHES come back" Abner said
~ bitterly that night after Charlotte
was in bed md Mrs. Graves had told
HIM the tru;h rs they sat together in the
Kitchen. Just as l said sEo would, for
good"
"Yca she's coma back. Ahner. she
wasn't good enough for the Harrimans,
but - forget this, she IS gong to be
the mother Of the Hartman heir. wait
and soc If that doesn't make a liffcr-
ence."
Abner removed his pipe from his
NOUN as though to say something, but
he thought better OF 1t and stated At his
wife inateaI. For once he saw her as n
personality. He wondered curiously
what was going on IN her brain. what
She was thinking about; she Interested
him.
Jennie Graves sat and sewed on a
piece OF sheer material. Under her quick
fingers 1t gradually shaped itself irto
II tiny garment. He watched that curl
ously and strange thoughts began to
drift through his mind. Dreams e the
long ago when Jennie and been young
ard sweet like Charlotte and they had
looked ahead to the coming of child
He felt strangely tender, ard anger to-
ward his daughter died suddenly in his
heart. After all she was still his little
girl he would see her through her un-
happiness.
IN the days that followed Abnnr was
very kind 10 his daughter. He asked no
questions and his manner was gentle,
Charl 'tte appreciated It. but she knew
that th" news # her coming home would
soon beyin TO ptrcolate through Wes
tonb':ry, There would be talk and her
father was proud.
It vas Il time Of Ireary waiting
through tn" long somhro fan, and there
was nothing to do. To be sure, there was
plenty of work at the farm, physical
work but there were no books, ana most
CT all there was nothing to take hcr
mind off herself. Charlotta thought a
great deal N these days about life ana
she felt strangely humble,
She would watch her father ana
mother drive off to church en- Sunday
mornings and would visual ze them SIT
ting straight in the old pew with. per-
hapS, tho curious eyes Cf the congre-a-
ton turned upon thCm as they sat there
She almost screamed at her own impO-
tense to do anything about II, but there
was nothing she could do but wait.
Her one visitor was the OId 1amiiy
| doctor wh" had brought her into the
world. Charlotte used to ioo'i forward
| to hts coming, for he would sit and talk
! To- he- for a long time, ana she saw the
| life Cf the entire village through MS
! shrewd old eyes Sometimes he took her
with him whom nc went to pay his calls
and she would watch him rs he walked
! up inc lltlIe RIaNtI Itll% 10 tIle houses
! h's shabby old Tag in his hand with
I tenderness in her eyes. When he came
! out she would say eagerly:
How was the Baxter baby today?
! or, Did old Mrs. Brc0:n ask about me 80
ar WAS 1t a baG fracture, doc tori"
once Dr.. Raymond asked her tu 60 IT
/ with him. They had driven to the ou,.
! Skirts or the town and had stopped be.
| fore shabby tumblc-down house char.
| l0,tc never remembered haVirg seen II
| tCfole 1t was a cold day in November
| and she CCu,d see the curious faccs OF
two children pressed against the dirty
! window phucs.
II think you can help me in here
| Charlotte" the doctor had said quietly
She Looked At HIM startled, but she
| Clambered out Of the carriage without
n word and followed him into the house
| There vero only two rooms and IN the
| back Of the front room on 4 low bed LAY
| a woman and Il baby It was VCry nrW
baby, and :he mother look" white and
weak The Cuildrcn pressed close nIould
! Charlotte as she StOou Il moment InC ~.
| tain as to just what to do. Then IN
doctor lifted the baby and put it into !,
arms.
"You might neat water and give /; {:
lath," he said practically. Charlotte
lever forget the JOY OF holding the littl'
, hndy In her arms, Of bathing its littl
| limbs with warm water, and finally OF