South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-08-14

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must have turned that draft IN just
\ the opposite direction"
Wei. I don't Suppose regulating
/ furnace drafts in strange houses was
any part o. your school curriculum!"
| Lillian put in comfortingly. How
/ did you come TO have It down 50
I pat. Madge ?"
while Jim and Dlcky were
I across seas I think I had a course IN
everything from frenzied finance 10
plain and fancy coal-carryfng."
said. trying 10 speak lightly TO cover
not only ny own colour, but Edith's
I evident chagrin.
"Oh. Of course." Lillian assented.
think she meant TO say something
more. but it was srnothered in
I Mariou's frantic impetuoUs embrace.
The child evidently had been watch
I Ing for US and had dashed toward US
I at her first glimpse Of our advancing
\ figures.
Il don't care. mother" she said
I TREMENDOUSLY, dashing tears impatient
! ~ from her eyes. Il couldn't have
stood II much longer. 1 would have
had TO disobey you and come after
you"
Lillian stopped. put her hand un-
der the childs chin. and tenderly
tilted the flower-like face so that
she could look down directly into her
young daughters eyes.
You surely would not have dis
obeyed me Marion" she said you
/ couldn't be mothers right hand and
do that"
The child dropped against her.
then lifted her face for her mothers
ready kiss
7 suppose I wouldn't" she said
/ tensely, hut II would have most
killed me TO do It,"
That is what life brings us some
times, sweetheart" Lillian returned.
things TO do that most kill us. but
We must not be towards"
And 1. an involuntary listener.
gave not for the first time my need
Of admiration for the manner in
which my friend was training the
child she idolizes.
Well" Little Mrs. Durkee greeted
rs at the top Of her veranda steps
with a trifle of belligerency left in
her manner. What did you find?"
Fifteen men on a dead mans
chest" Lillian chanted. But the
bottle Of rum. alasl They must
have swallowed it."
Was there really a dead mani
Ny neighbours pinkness of cheek
faded perceptibly. l think Lillian had
forgotten her propensity for Selling
upon one word Of a sentence and in
terpreting the rest to confirm her
own fantastic fears.
"Of course not. goose!" she retort-
ed promptly. And 1 don't think
you're very hospitable. We're chilled
through. and you stand here prating
Of dead men. Won't you let US in
your warm house. kind lady?"
"Oh, my gracious!" Her Fluffiness
exclaimed, all a-futter with remorse.
ITO think OF me forgetting like this!
| Come into the house this minute
I've got the kettle already on. and
Wen have a hot cup Of tea in a
minute.
! But it's all your fault. Lillian I'm
/ ueINOOus AdLh4lb AlldL AAUlloFllot
about dead mems chests. I think
Stevenson was in big business when
he wrote that line. anyway. never
did approve Of letting children read
all that bloodthirsty stuff. Now. are
YOU sure you've had lunch? You said
YOU had, but I never know wnen
you're fibbing. you two. And I have
plenty OF eggs, and cold meat, and
/ potatoes 10 warm. and some of my
own preserves and jam. 1t won't
take me but two shakes Of a lambs
tail to set a good hot meal ready"
She was whisking off toward the
kitchen when Lillian caught her by
the shoulders.
we rose from one Of Betty's
/ lunches five minutes before starting
out here" she said emphatically IF
YOU think we can eat anything
hearty in this short time you're in