Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-12-14
MARGARET INTRIGUED WITH
WHAT SHE HEARS.
CHAPTER SO.

SI1AI HIS oos
1t was long after midnight when
Craig Forester babe Margaret
Hayden good night = laughingly
making it good morning" instead
He had enjoyed himself and told
her so. She in turn regained some
of her gay manner she had drop
ped when thinking of Mrs. Wal
ters, the difference in their lives as
Forester had explained it to her,
although they were widows; each
with one child.
"She grieved honestly for Wal
tiers. They were very happy to-
gether. But she felt the world still
owed her something even If she
was alone. SO after a time she
laid aside her grief and mingled
with people of her own age, and
has lived a gay happy life, 1 be-
lieve. Now q second love has
come to her, II story-tellers are to
be believed. A second love often
transcends the first. Let us hope
so for her sake" Forester had
finished, so removing anything
personal from his remark.
II wonder what he would have
said had he known I never even
had a first love?" Margaret unused
when at last she lay down beside
Joan, who murmured something
unintelligible at being disturbed,
then relapsed again into slumber,
Margaret rose on her elbow, and
by the light of the breaking day
looked at this daughter of hers;
the child to whom she had devot-
ed every moment of her life since
her birth. The sweet flushed face;
the long eyelashes caressing her
cheeks; the mop of golden curls,
walked a sudden tenderness, and,
leaning over, Margaret pressed a
soft kiss upon Joans forehead.
"Mumsie," the soft red lips MUIR
INJURED. Smiling happily, Margaret
laid down and was soon sleeping
as soundly, as quietly. as the girl
at her side. That "Mumsie' had
been like caress.
'What was It like? Did you have
good timer" Joan asked as she
finished her bath. They had made
arrangements to breakfast in their
room. 1t gave Margaret a chance
to have a little morning talk with
Joan, also 1t was more restful.
1T was wonderful and had a
dandy time Il mean lovely
time"
Joan shrieked with laughter.
How I wish Malcolm Frost
could have heard you say that!
But why did you change it? Dan
dy' Is a good word.''
mot very dignified, dear"
perhaps not" Some thought
suddenly making serious the young
face.
II saw Mrs. Walters; Mr.. For
roster knows her-all about her."
"Tell me, do Mumsie! / adore
gossip"
mot very much to tell" care
lessly replied Margaret, watching
Joan keenly. "She is a widow,
has only one son, is between As
and 4S years DID," Joan's gasp did
not escape her mother, '"and is go
ing to marry the man who was
with her-an attractive looking
man about so, I should judge"
How old is that Mr.. Forces
ter?" Unexpectedly asked Joan.
Startled, Margaret hesitated a
moment, then: about As, i Judge.
He said something about Mrs. Wal
tiers being about his age-a little
older. And she looked so lovely,
Joan, wish you could have seen
her. She wore a pale blue and
silver dress and 1t was 80 becom-
ing" Margaret went on, not giving
Joan time for more remarks con-
corning Craig Forester. "She
looked SO young, too. Really l
would not have thought her 30.
/ would like her secret for keeping
young"
You're young enough" brus-
quely replied Joan, land look as
young as she does any day. I don't
see why women as old as you and
she should want to look young, and
get married, and all that sort Of
thing. You've done it all once!
why not get out of the way and