The Medina sentinel. [volume] (Medina, Ohio) 1888-1961, 1921-11-17
Sisters
By
KATHLEEN
NORRIS
SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER L-With his two daughters
Anx ana Cherry. the latter Just eighteen
ck,Sn ssd r.tr.a as !. nscs s,. Anne 2, 3 noetoT
lsy, short distance from San Francisco,
HIS closest friend ID Peter Joyce, some.
thing Of recluse. Visiting In the VI
canity, Martin Lloyd, mining engineer,
nsa .sa,s y love with and secretly becomes
CHAPTER 1I.-While the family II
specuiating % to Loyd's Intentions. Cher.
~ brings him to supper, practically an
nounchg her engagement to him.
CHAPTER III.-Doctor Strickland feels
CnerTy y too young to marry and urges
ner 70 walt at least year. but the girl
wedding ana the ceremony takes place.
the couple leaving at once for El Nido.
whsre Martin is employed.
CHAPTER Iv.-The honeymoon days
over. Cherry begins to feel q vague dis
satisfaction with Martin and the monot-
cny q her daily life.
Mttle. lawyer. becomes engaged to Anne,
he wedding being set for September,
some months distant. Alix visits Cherry
at ID Nido and the two girls coax Mar
On into allowing Cherry to 90 home for
Anne's wedding.
CHAPTER Win her fathers house
Cherry contrasts the peaceful, happy life
there with her rather sordid existence at
Dl Nido and realizes that her marriage
has been something OF q failure. Doctor
Strickland. feeling that Cherry is not be-
Ing fair to Martin, in that she Is unduly
prolonging her visit after Anne's we'd
ding, urges her to return to her husband.
She makes preparations for her departure
CHAPTER vII-Peter Joyce tells Cher
ry he has had one grand passion" in his
life but the woman was not for him. He
does not reveal her name. Cherry rejoins
her husband.
CHAPTER VIII.
Martins work was In the Contra
Costa valley, and he and Cherry had
a small house In Red Creek, the only
town Of any size near the mine. Red
Creek was in fruit-farming and
dairy region and looked its -prettiest
on the spring evening when Cherry
saw it first.
Her little house was cottage with
a porch running across the front,
where windows looked out from the
sitting room and the front bedroom.
Back of these rooms were dark lit
tie bathroom that connected the front
bedroom with another smaller bed
room, little dining room and a
kitchen. Martin, man-fashion, had
merely camped in kitchen and bedroom
while awaiting his wife; but Cherry
buttened on her crisp little apron on
the first morning after her arrival, and
attacked the accumulated dishes in
the sink and the scattered shirts and
collars bravely.
For a few weeks the novelty lasted
and Cherry was enthusiastic about
everything. She looked out across her
dishpan at green fields and the begin
ming Of the farms; she saw the lilacs
burst into fragrant pInmes on the
bare branches Of her doOryard tree;
spring flushed the whole world with
loveliness, and she was young, and
healthy, and too busy to be home.
sick.
The days went ON and on, each
bringing it's round Of dishes, beds,
sweeping, marketing, folding and un.
folding tablecloths, going back and
forth between kitchen and dining
room. Martins breakfast was either
promptly served and well cooked, in
which case Martin was silently salts
fed, or It was late and failure when
he was very articulately disgusted; in
either case Cherry was left to clear
and wash and plan for another meal
In four hours more. She soaked fruit,
beat up cake, chopped boxes into
kindlings, heated a kettle Of water
and another kettle of water, dragged
sheets from the bed only to replace
them, filed dishes with food only to
find them empty and ready to wash
again.
Il get sick Of it !" she told Martin.
"Well, Lord!" he exclaimed. Don't
you think everybody does? Don't l
get sick Of my work? You ought to
have the responsibility of 1t all for
q while!"
His tone was humorOusly reproving
rather than unkind. But such
speech would fill Cherry's eyes with
tears and cause her to go about the
house all morning with heavy
heart.
She would find herself looking
thoughtfully at Martin In these days,
studying him as II he were an utter
stranger. It bewjldered her to feel
that he actually was no more than
that, after two years Of marriage. She
not only did not know him, but she
had a baffied sense that the very
nearness Of their union prevented her
from seeing him fairly. She knew that
she did him injustice in her thoughts. \
It must be injustice, decided Cherry.
For Martin seemed to her less clever,
less just, less intelligent, and less
generous than the average man of her
acquaintance. And yet he did not
seem to impress other people in the
way he impressed her.
He was extraordinarily healthy, and
had small sympathy for Illness, weak
hess. for the unfortunate, and the