New Britain herald., 1922-02-11
What Lillian pnd Madge saw From
 the Window
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"Malge. arc you awake"
 iilliau's whisper reused me from tho lo1o which 1 had gniltily snatched under m, mother-in law very nose after Elizabeth and had done 'kitcb- en police, y" and had pnt tho downstairs rooms in thc order my eNactlnS mothvr-inslaw demanded
 the tasks she set us really amount cd to n weekly housc-cleanlng, for Mother Graham ,as aiWayg when she gets n chance io have q free hand in the Housekeeping appeared possessed ol a very devil of energy and fault finding, and she found fresh evidences Of katie's fancied housewifely derelic- tons at every turn,
 Her daughter, Elizabeth, did not open her mouth in speech once during the entire morning, and 1 guessed that the outward placidity Of her face coN- cred sullen "grouch," But ! was too tired and nervous to care what her mental attitude might be, and when l finally escaped to the upper floor. where Lillian had been playing the role Of hambermaid, l flung my self on my bed and fell asleep almost instantly. When Lillian spoke, il seemed to mo that l had dozed but second or two and my answer was almost impatient.
 Lillian Awakcns Madee
 "Only just gone 10 sleep" l an- swered. But come in
 "Only just slept an hour and half" she said, coming up to the bed and smiling teasingly down at me, and 1 hate 10 disturb you, but l think Mother Graham is just about ready for you again. She has been en- gagged in teaching Mrs. Ticer how to wash tub silk blouses for the last hour or so And l fancy she sees that the gifted Mrs. T. is about at the boil ing point, and intends to give you and Elizabeth another whirl. l feel like a piker to escape all the gagging, but as I'm neither a relation nor a hire ling, I suppose she considers me i'm mune."
 What are the children doing?" ] asked. yawning lazily.
 That's what I'm here for" she re- turned. T don't want you to miss it, so come into my room, to the window, before Mother Graham gets hold of you"
 l scurrled into the room assigned Lillian, one window of which gives a view of the front lawn.
 Don't let them catch you looking at them" she admonished. You know what self f-conscious beings chill dren are"
 We posted ourselves. accordingly. one on either side of the window and peered out from the curtain upon the tempestuous gathering below.
 'I feel exactly like Rebecca report ing to Ivanhoe." Lillian chuckled. Look at that v
 What Can You Do?"
 That" was evidently q parade headeG- by Jerry Ticer, sheepishly grnning, but evidently enjoying him self hugely. With an automobile blanket draped about him, a big towel wound around his head, and whip in his hand, he led an old cavalry horse --Jerry's one great possession and es- pecia pride--in and out imaginary streets Clineing tightly 10 the horse 11ldHt WdS 1NoheIlch, MI s' Ildl- rison's youngest, and adorab ble but palpahly uneasy little figure in blue rompers.
 His two brothers marched next, at tired in various brillia ntly-colored articles among which l recognized with dismay one of my pet pieces of Chinese embroidery
 Marion brought up rather igno- minious rear, pulling refractory collie by a rope But her face was shining with the joy of the dramatic which is ingrained in her, and she evidently had no thought as yet that she was, in child parlance, being put upon"
 But Mary Harrison 1!
 Solomon in all his glory :" Lillian