The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-08-23

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Mother started and flushed up.
''oh. Mr.. Harlow hhe cried.
Mother always calls him MIR"
That's another thing. lie always
calls her "Madge.- you know How
do you do" Then she gave her
quick little look around TO see II
there wasn't somebody else near for
her TO talk to. But there awsn't
but you do dream OF the old
days. sometimes. Msdge. don't your"
he began again. soft and low. leaning
little nearer.
"of when I was a child and played
dolls before this very fireplaee7 Well.
yes. perhaps I do" laughed mother.
And l could see she drew away III
tie. There WAS one doll with a
broken head that
Il was speaking Of broken hearts"
interrupted SIR. Harlow. very mean.
ingfuliy.
Broken hearts, Nonsensei As II
there were such things In the
worldr' cried mother. with little
toss 20 her head. looking around
again with n quick little glance for
some one else to talk to.
hut stiii there wasn't anybody
there.
They were all over 90 the other
side Of the room talking. Ind paying
no attention To mother and Mr.
Harlow. only the violiniHt lie look
cd and looked. and acted nervous
with his watch chain. But he didn't
come over. felt. some way. tina,
] ought to 30 away and not hear
any more. but couldn't without
showing them that | had been there.
70 / thought IL was better 10 stay
Just where ! was. They could see
me. anyway. II they'd just looked In
tn. mirror. SO l didn't feel that I
was sneakIng. And I stayed.
"Madge. II seems 20 strange that
We should both have had 10 trail thru
the tragedy OF broken hearts and
lives before uc came IN our real hap.
pluess. For We shxil be happy,
Aadge. You know I'm TO bs free.
too. soon. dear. and then we"
hut he didn't finish. Mother put
up her hand and stopped him. Her
face wasn't flushed any more. II
VAS very white.
Carl" she bang In a stu. quiet
voice. and was 40 thrilled. | knew
something was going to happen--this
time shed called him by his firr;
name. I'm sorry" she went on.
I've tried TO show you. I've tried
very hard 20 show you--wlthout
speaking. But II you make mo say
II ] shall have to say H. whether
you are fire.. or not matters not to
me. II can make no difference In
our relationship. Now. ~iIl you
come with me 20 the other slds of
the room. or mus; be 30 rude as
To go and leave your"
She got UP uT~n. and he got up.
too. lie said something-I couldn't
hear what u was. but u was sad and
reproachfui--f'm sure Of that by the
look In his eyes. Then they both
walked across the room 20 the others
wa. sorry for him. do not
want him for father. but couldn't
help being sorry for him. he looked
40 rad and mournfui and handsome.
and he's act perfectly beautiful eyes
ooh. do hope mine will have nice
eyes. when ] find hind
As I said before. I don't believe
mo,her'ii choose MIR. Harlow. any,
way. even when the time comes A
for any OF the ofhcrs--f can't tell
She treats them all just exactly
alike. as far as I can zee. Polite
and pleasant. but not Mt all lover
like. ! was talking 10 Peter ono day
about IL. and | asked him. But he
didn't seem 90 know, either. which
one she VIII be likely TO take. II any
Peters about the only one car
ask. or course I couldn't ask motif
er. or Aunt Hattie. after what she
laid about my calling them pros.
pcctive suitors. And xrandfather--
we'll. should never think OF asking
grandpa question like that But
Pcter-Peter's a real comfort I'm
sure don't know what I should do
for somebody TO talk TO and aues.
tons about things down here. II u
wasn't for him. As think I've said
already. he takes me 10 school and
back again every day. go OF course |
sec him quite a lot.
Speaking Of school. it's all right.
and Of course like II. tho not quite
so well as I did. There are some OF
the eiris--weu. they act queer. |
don't know what Is the matter with
them. They stoy talking-some Of
them--when ] come up. and they
make me feel. sometimes, as II /
didn't belong. Maybe it's because
| came from n little country town |