Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1922-11-15

very we'll, mother; but-Well, you
know we don't pay verMmuch.", ,
"Then pay more. = I'm sure
shouldn't think you'd, grudge me
enough to eat Helen.Hst >:*5s
Mother! How can.syou saya thing
like that!" Helen's voice shook. :"
It was at the supper table that
Helen's mother brought out the letter.
"You don't ask, nor seem to care,"'
she began with a curious air Of injured
triumph, 'but I've got letter from
HERBERT
The younger woman flushed.
"Why, of course, I care" she retorted
cheerily. ''What does he say?"
"He wrote it several days ago. 1t
got missent. But it's such nice let
teri" -.
"They always are"
1T asks particularly how I am, and
says he's sorry I have to suffer. lie
cares"
Only the swift red in Helens cheeks
showed that the daughter understood
the emphasis.
"Of course he cares,'' she answered
smoothly.
And he sent me a present, too
:money!" Mrs. Raymond's usually fret
full whine carried ring of exultation.
Helen lifted her head eagerly.
money!"
Eyes. new crisp dollar bill. He
told me to get something pretty-some
little trinket that I'd like"
But a dollar--only a dollar" mur-
INJURED Helen. 'NoW you're needing a
wrapper, but that
Mrs. Raymond in fine scorn. "a
wrapper isn't a 'trinket' for me! I'd
have wrappers anyway, Of course. But
then, I might have known. You never
| think 1 need anything but wrappers
:and-and Goldfish! I'm glad I've got
one child that-that appreciates ~
And Mrs. Raymond lifted her handker-
chief to her eyes.
Across the table Helen caught her
lower lip between her teeth. For 4
moment she did not speak; then very
gently she said:
! Mother, you didn't quite mean that,
I'm sure. You know very we'll that T.
! I'd dress you in silks and velvets, and
! feed you on strawberries and cream
If I could. It's only that-that-- But
never mind. Use the dollar as you
| please, dear. Isn't there something
some little thing you would li<e?"
Mrs. Raymond lowered her handker-
chief. Her grieved eyes looked re-
! .proachfully across at her daughter
! I'D thought ola tie; a lace tie
with pretty ends; a nice tie. You know
how like nice things!"
j "Of course, you do; and you shall
have it, too," cried Helen. "pn brine
some home tomorrow night for you tt
select from. Now; that will be fine
won't it?''
The other drew q resigned sigh.
"'Fine'! That's just like you, Helen
You never appreciate, never realize
Perhaps you think it's fine to stay
:meWed up at home here and have tie
brought to you instead Of going on
yourself to the store and buying them
like other women!"
Helen did not answer. AS we'll sh,
knew, she did not need to. Her mother
once started on this subject, aske,
only for listener. YEARLY the gil,
rose to her feet and began to clea
the table.
; "And it isn't as If he didn't have hi
, llhands full, just running over full wit
: his business and all,'' continued Mrs
Raymond. 'You know how successful
he is, Helen. Now, there's that club
what was it, president or treasurer tina
they made him? Anyhow, it was some
l thing; and that shows how popular h
| lis. And you know every letter tell
us something new. I'm sure it isn't an
: wonder I'm proud Of him and relieved
: tool did hope some one Of my chi
t dren would amount to something; an
! ! I'm sure Herbert has"
There was pause. Herbert's slste
? was washing the dishes now; hurried,
t nervously. Herbert's mother watche
t her with dissatisfied eyes. =
"Now, there's you, Helen, and YOU
music" she began again, after a Ion
= sigh. "You know how disappointed
was about that"
l "Oh, but piano practice doesn't hel
: to sell goods across the COUNTER" OF
t :served Helen duly. AT least, I nevee
heard that it did"
"Sell goods" moaned the othe
Railways something about sellin
$ goods! Helen, can't you get YOU
mind for one moment off that dreadfr
store, and think of Something higher
;, 'But it's the store that brings us i
+ ! our bread and butter-and Goldfish
| added Helen half under her breath.
r 1t was a foolish s19Ysion, born: of
much-tired spirit; and Helen regrette
, the words the moment they had lei
her lips. =. = I - 2
'Yes, that's exactly what it brings
> Goldfish" gloomed Mrs; Raymond III
y glad you at least realize that"
There was no reply. Helen wa
working faster now. Her cheeks wer
pink, and her hands trembled. AS 500
:, !as possible, she piled Mrs. Mason
dinner dishes neatly on. the tray an
hurried out with them.s IS. .
TITS only me, Mrs. Mason, with TIL
=. sdishes," she said moment later, a
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