The Nevada County picayune., 1922-08-31

Then She Spoke of Me, and of My
 Childhood, and Her Voice Began to
 Culver.
 She broke dow.
 spoke of the divorce, anu oI snes 1t had upon me, and of the idea of marriage it gave me. She said It was the worst kind of thing for me the sort of life had to live. She said grew pert and prscocious and worldly wise, and full of servants talk and ideas. She even spoke of that night at the little cafe table when I gloried h the sparkle and spangles and told her that now we were seeing life-real Afe. And of how shocked she was, and Of how she saw then what this thing was doing to me. But 1t was too late.
 She told more, much more, about the later years, and the reconciliation: then, some way, she brought things around to Jerry and me. Her face flushed up then, and she didn't meet my eyes. She looked down at her sew ing She was very busy turning hem just so.
 She said there had been time, once, when she had worried little about Jerry and me. for fear we would separate, She said that she believed that, for her that would have been the very blackest moment of her life; for it would he her fault. all her fault.
 tried to break in here, and say, No, no" and that 1t wasn't her fault; but she shook her head and wouldn't listen. and she lifted her hand. and 1 had to keep still and let her go on talk ing She was looking straight into my eyes then, and there was such deep. deep hurt in them that just had to listen.
 She said again that 1t would he her fault; that if l had done that she would have known that il was all be cause of the example she herself had set me of childish willfulnesS and self ish seeking of personal happiness at the expense of everything and every body else. And she said that thai would have been the last straw to break her heart.
 But she declared that she was sure now that she need not worry. Such a thing would never be.
 l guess l gasped Q little al this. Any how. know I tried to break in and tell her that we were going to sepa rate, and that that was exactly what l had come into the room in the first place to say.
 But again she kept right on talking and 1 was slenced before I had even begun.
 She said how she knew it could never be--on account of Euuice. That I would never Nubiect my little girl 10 the sort of Wretchedly divided life that | had to live when was q child.
 (AS She spoke | was suddenly back In the cohwebhy attic with little Mnry's mGry, and l thought hat if it were F.uhlce-Writing thatD
 She said l was the most devoted mother she had ever known; that was loo devoted, she feared sometimes, for l made Eunice ali my world. to the exclusion of Jerry and everything and every body else. But that she Has scry sure because was so devoted. and loved EHnlce so dearly that would never deprive her of fathers love and care.
 l shvered little, and looked quick ly into Mothers face. But she Wus not looking at me. was thinking of how Jerry had kissed and kissed Eunice a month ago, when We came away, as if he just couldn't let her go. Jerry IS fond of Eunice, now that she's old enough to know something and Eunce adores her father. kne" that part was going to be hard. And now to have Mother put it like that
 began to talk then of Jerry. just felt that I'd got to say something That Mother must listen. That she didn't understand. l told her how Jerry loved lights and music and dancing. and crowds lowing down and worship ing him all the time. And she said yes. she remembered that he'd been that way when l married him.
 She spoke so sort of queerly that