The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1921-12-07
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CHAPTER %XL
JOnn RCpcAts IIOrtCnsc's Rcmnrks.

Joan Repeats ITortcnsc's Remarks
Slowly thOughtfully, Joan walked
home. Malcolm Frost and Lonnie
Carpenter passed her on the opposite
side of the street and called their
greetings Joan made no answer,
pretending she didn't hear,
There was a little girl
And she had a little curl,
Right IN the middle or her forehead.
Nhen she was good
she was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was
hor-rid."
AS they sang the doggcrcl In uni
son Joan flung her bOubcd hair in
disdain, and sun not delgning to
notice them further hurried home.
She had welghtier things TO occupy
her mind than what two stupid boys
might think of her. But she would
deal with them later was her uncon-
scipus decision.
where's Mumsie?" she asked Of
Hannah.
Gone over 10 Mrs. Thompson's to
call honey Then noticing Joan's
81 triOus face she asked auNiously:
Don't you fell well. honey I've
got some cakes FOR you"
II don't want any cakes. Not now
anyway" she amended.
That child sure am sick!" old
Hannah mumbled. when she don't
want no cakes there Is sure some
thing wrong with her"
Upstairs sitting cross-legged on
the broad couch In her mothers
room, Joan awaited her return. The
thing was preposterous. Her Mum
sic never would think Of hurting her
by doing such an awful thing. Yet
I'm spite of her reasoning, what Hor-
lenses remarks remained upper
most In her thoughts.
widows older than your mother
get married., and father said IL
would be a good match"
Good match for who?
Perhaps for that old stiff Craig
Forester" she said aloud, kicking
Niciously at "A rose colored pillow
until it slipped to the floor. I'm
sure II would not be good for me,
and so II wouldn't be for Mumsie.
oh, | hate everybody and every
thing!' she exclaimed springing up
and running TO the window. why
doesn't she come? Gone over there
to Mrs. Thompson can tell her to
marry him, IN bet" Angry tears
filled her eyes. Then too she want
ed some cakes. she could smell the
delicious Odor waited upstairs from
the kitchen. SHE always ate two or
three the days Hannah made them.
ale them Just as soon as she re-
turned from school She had been
home almost a half an hour. II was
terrible In Mumsie to worry her so.
and make her go without. her favor
tie cakes
When Margaret came IN Jean diu
not hear her, so the mother sur
prised fearful child thrown face
down on the couch, crying because
of her fears that would not be rea
soned away; also for the cakes cool
ing in the pantry,
why, Joan dear, what are you
srying for? What has happened ?"
Joan seldom wept, and Margaret i'm
nediately pictured all sorts of school
troubles.
"Hortense Thompson says you are
going 70 marry that horried Craig
Forester, and / won't have my
Mumsie any more--ever-and |
haven't had single cake | am so
worried, and I'm hungry and you
won't be my Mumsie any more Il
you do such an awful thing because
I'll run away or take poison or some
thing"
There, dear, sit up and wen talk
nicely"
81 hate Hortense Thompson! !
never will speak TO her again, never
for saying such things"
what did IIortense say, dear?"
Joan stood before Margaret. accus-
ing eyes bent searchingly upon her