Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-04-10
,,,, 1890, by Public Ledger Co
o0pD. ,,e CHARTS THE STORY

THIS STARTS THE
a.. Bnrton Francis. ioomdn
nry', ;deaIs and more than the
eim ivy" meosuro Of the milk OF
orammg ,dness coursing through her
hafHa" oijoos that her iodshtoomdn,
GEMS watson. is performing her tabors
MTS' y, ,ao;sh manner, inquiries ABOUT
mo ,."gL and about her numerous
w atyJ,cn r subjects her to some uphtt-
cauu,l IN motherhood, suggests
mD .por ber husband TO read, dnd
,s0ss,iS eoOSS jS herself in the welfdre OF the r
|,,ou rrumbled reply, and handing
| out the mail began to unhitch.
Mrs NIotherwell read the addresses
H. the Englishmans letters;
Mrs. Arihur .lVemUss,
Ccrc Mrs. s.. MotherneH
milford p. o.,
Manitoba, Canada,
1oTNS"P - North america.
,xow wonder who's writing to
+, % she said, laying the two letters
down reluctantly.
Tbore was one other letter addressed
), Afr Motherwell, which she took to be
tviue bill. 1t was post marked
prondon, She put it up in the pudding
disb % on the sideboard.
O''S He Tom led the horse to the stable he
NOT Pearl coming in with the eggs.
.isee here, kid" he said carelessly,
handing her the letter.
Tom knew Pearl was to be trusted.
She had a good head, Pearl had, for II
"Ob, good shot" Pearl cried de-
Iobtedjy. as she read the note. won t
tbat be great? Are your clothes ready,
,bough?' 1t was the eldest of the fam
n'"Ciothcs. Tom said contemptuously.
They are q blamed sight reader than
'"I'u blackcn your boots" Pearl said.
"and press out tic. Say, how about
collar - -. 49,.
m and ma won't let me go near Nellie
Slater :, =,
lis she tooberkler?" Pearl asked
quickly.
edy. ma is afraid l might marry
her"
is she awfully pretty?" Pearl asked,
glowing with pleasure. Here was a
rapturous romance.
hYou bet" Tom declared with pride.
"she's the swellest girl in these parts"
this with the air of a man who had
weighed many feminine charms and
found them wanting.
"Has she eyes like stars. lips like
cherries. neck like n swan and n laugh
like a ripple Of music?" Pearl asked
eagerly.
"Thpm's it," Tom replied modestly.
Then I'd go, you bet - was PEARLS
emphatic reply. There's your mother
"YSs'm. I'm comm. I'll help you,
Tom, Keep stout heart and all will
be well. -
Pearl knew all about frustrated love.
Ma had read n story once. called
"Wedded and Parted, and Welded
Again" Cruel and designing parents
had parted young Edythe pronounced
Ed. ith .cc) and Egbert, and Egbert just
pined and pined and pineu. How would
Mrs. Mothcrwcll like it If poor Tom
began to pine and typn from his vic
tuals. The only thing that saved Egg
bert from the silent tomb. where part
ings come no more, was the old doctor
who used to say, "Keep stout heart,
Egbert, all will be we'll" That's why
she said it to Tom.
Edythc had eyes like stars, mouth
like cherries, neck like swan. and a
laugh like ripple of music, and wasn't t
il strange, Nellie Slater had, toe?
Pearl knew now why Tom chcwcd Old
Chum tobacco so much. Men often
plunge into dissipation when they are
crossed in love, and maybe Tom would
20 and be a robber or pirate OF some
thing; and then he might kill man
and be led to the scaffold, and he would
turn his haggard face to the bowling
mob, and say, "All that am my
mother made me" Say, wouldn't that
make her feel cheap! Wouldn't that
make a woman feel like thirty cents if
anything would. Here PEARLS gloomy
reflections overcame her and she sob
bed aloud
Mrs, Motherwell looked up appre-
hensivcly.
"What are you crying for, Pearl?"
she asked not unkindly.
Then, oh. how Pearl wanted to point
her finger at Mrs. Mothcrwcll. aud say
with piercing clearncss, the way n
woman did in the book:
Il weep not for myself. but for you
and for yonr childreu.' But. Of course,
that would not do, SO she said;
i ain t Cryin
Pearl was grating horserRdish that
afternoon, but the tears she shed we're
TOR the parted lovers. She wondered If