The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1921-12-08
CHAPTER xxi.
UOrtensc and Joan Make Up.

HOrtcnsc and Joan Make Up.
When next Joan met HOrtense Il
was with head held high. and a look
of utter sCorn on her young lips.
Whatever are you looking at me
like that for ?" Hortense asked,
Because you are such a silly"
I'm not silly, and | don't want
you to call me one"
Then stop telling things that
aren't true"
II don't"
you do
"What?"
you said my Mumsie was going
70 get married and"
1 II never did! Just sdid that peo-
pie said she was"
And you said your own father
said 1t was good match. You can
lust tell him 1t isn't any match at
all; never will be. My Mumsie
wouldn't give me up for anybody on
earth-or In Heaven either, so
there"
The following day Hortense said
to Joan:
81 told my father what you said
about your mother and Mr.. Forres-
ter not being any match at all, just
as you told me to-"
well, what did he say to that?"
pudence.
He told mother I'd spilled the
beans" what ever he meant by that
We didn't have any beans for din
ner, so | knew it was about what l
had said"
You are goose He meant you
had spoiled the match by telling me.
l heard one of the boys say that
once and asked him what he meant.
But you can tell your father that
YOU didn't spill the beans at all; that
you couldn't because my Mumsie
said Craig Forester" Joan
stopped, embarrassed. She had al
most told that MIR. Forester never
had asked her mother to marry him,
aud in some way she had gathered
from her mothers conversation that
to have people know that would re-
fleet upon her, as well as embarrass
her terribly. SO she added: thought
her charming, was no reason people
should gossip about her. Really
nice people never talk of other peo-
pie" she added for good measure.
"l guess they do, because my
father and mother are really nice,
and they did.
You think they are nice, Of
course" patronized Joan. That's
because they belong to you"
Lets be friends, Joan. You said
you wouldn't, but II your mother
| isn't going to get married, you
haven't got any reason to be mad
with me any longer even IL ! did tell
you what people said" Hortense
seemed TO think by accepting "peo-
pie" 1t sort of let her out.
"Well-perhaps-I-will But II
you ever again say that my Mumsie
nf
bringing anyone to live with us, I'll
never speak to you again as long as
/ live. | mean that"
Il won't Joan. Honest | won't!
Cross my heart" Hortensc replied.
That night when school was out
two little girls, one with dark braids
tied with bright ribbonsi the other
with bobbed ringlets, whose golden
strands caught and heia the sun
shine, walked home arms about each
others waists. And when Malcolm
FIRST and L.onnie Carpenter called
greetings to them, Joan replied.
Come along boys! Hannah said
she was going TO make cakes today"
Gee! Joan, you're the right sort"
Molcolm replied, as they crossed the
road, while Lounie said more bash
fully: You sure are good, Joan, to
be nice after yesterday. 1t was mean
In US to call out that verse just be-
cause you wouldn't talk TO us"
"Oh, forget II, Lonnie! had
Il oubles OF my own yesterday with
out bothering about what you boys
said"
she's all to the merry, isn't she,
Lonnie2" Malcolm asked in an aside.
"lll tell the world she Isl" re-
piled Malcolm,
Margaret smiled when the four
trooped into the house calling for
Hannah, and cakes, What a differ
ent Joan from the day before! Either
II was all sunshine with the child,
or there was absolutely no silver lin,
ing 20 her clouds.
"You don't mind II we make fudge