The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1921-09-14
THE C4RniNAL SHAWL,
By Mrs, Ina L. RuTDeu.
Copyright, 1921, by Wheeler Syn
dicste. Inc.l


! Copyright, 1921, by Wheeler Syn
| dictate. Inc.)
J Supper was being served in the
old-fashioned farm house. where
Doris and her mother were sum
mer-bcarding for two delightful
weeks. At least they were delight
ful to Doris, who was making the
most Of the country air and pine
! woods after long winter cramped
at a desk in a close office Alter
spending the afternoon in those
pine woods, that young lady was
doing ample justice to the thin pink
| slice of cold ham and the hot,
snowy-wkite biscuits which Mrs.
1 Doane had set before her.
Doris poor mother, however. a
! chronic invalid. with a chronic
crouch, and d chronic whine, was
nibbling at her toast and hot wa
ter, with a chronic sigh every now
and then.
Those biscuits are delicious,
Mrs. Doane," smiled Doris, as she
and her mother left the dining
room. and Mrs. Doane-landlady
cook and maid of all work, besides
pride, though she knew the bis
cults were the kind to melt in ones
mouth.
There's as fine young lady as
ever walked the earth" said she 10
her husband, who appeared from
the kitchen with his own appetite
for delicious biscuits, and I'll bet
she's awful good to that mother of
hers, too"
1t was well that Mrs. Doane end
ed her speech then, with no less re-
spectful remark than the tone her
voice implied, for that mother"
had just seated herself in a com
Portable rocker just beside the omen
window of the dining room,
She is not good to me-" whined
the lnVald, to herself, beating the |
arms OF the chair softly with her |
ciInched fists. IF she were, why !
does she drag me to this forsaken !
place. and then go gallivanting in |
the woods all day and leave me
alone? Why doesn't she dismiss /
that Stanley from her life entirely? |
She knows l detest him. he is lust |
as deceitful as all other men |
II she were thoughtful for nv |
health. she would hurry with NV
shawl. She has been gone long
enough to knit one"
Fortunately, mother was sitting
on the back veranda, and could not
see a tall young man as he swung
into the driveway, bag in hand
But as Doris descended the stairs
with mother's red shoulder shawl.
she gasped-
Fred, she whispered. won
shouldn't have come. How did Won
ind out where we were?"
Never mind how! I refuse to
'e left without a word of explana-
ion, and, moreover. l have ridden
IN hot, dusty train, and walked a
lot, dusty two miles, and I'm hun
,ry." ~
Always must a man be well fill
ID before ne can smile. Even Doris
IS young and as inexperienced as !
he was, had the woman's intuition
lot to argue with a man on an
mpty stomach.
She turned TO Mrs. Doane. who
avlng heard a mans voice at the
ront door, had come from the din
ng room L
Mrs. Doane, meet Mr.. Stanley
ie is tired, cross and hungry
lave you any more OF those his
uits?" -.
Certainly. right in the dining y
DOM" said the pleased cook inn
lediately seeming a romance and
ccomnodatingly leaving the lnv-
rs TO themselves.
Fred took a step nearer Doris n
I must have a word with Won To :,
light, dear I go back tonaorro1x ;,
"Mothern retire early" rhisne-, q
1 the girl Until then don't show \