The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-05-11

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Marie forgets sometimes and says
THINGS Mary used to say; like calling
Olga hired girl instead Of a maid. as
Aunt Hattie wants, and saying dinner
instead Of luncheon at noon, and some
other things.
/ heard Aunt Hattie tell Mother one
day that 1t was going to take about
the whole six months to break Mary
Marie Of those outlandish country
ways Of hers. $50, you see, II isn't all
honey and pie even for Marie. This
trying to be Mary and Marie, even six
months apart, isn't the easiest thing
ever was y l don't think Mother liked
IL very well-what Aunt Hattie said
about my outlandish ways. didn't
hear all Mother said, but / knew by
the way she looked and acted, and the
little I did hear, that she didn't care
for that world "outlandish" applied to
her little girl-nOt at all.
Mothers q dear. And she's so hap
pyi And, by the way, think 1t is the
vioIinist He's here a lot, and she's
out with him to concerts and plays,
she always puts ON her prettiest
dresses, and she's very particular
about her shoes, and her hats, that
they're becoming, and all that. Oh, I'm
50 excited And Pm having such
good time watching them! Oh, don't
mean watching them in disagreeable
way, so that they see 1t; and, Of
10 oil "a
book, you know; and, OF course, IL I
just happen to be in the window-seat
corner In the library and hear things
accidentally, why, that's all right.
And / have heard things.
He says her eyes are lovely. He
likes her best in blue. He's very lone
ly, and he never found a woman be-
fore who really understood him. He
thinks her soul and his are tuned to
the same string. (Oh, dear! That
sounds funny and horrid, and not at
all the way 1t did when he said 1t. II
was beautiful then. But-well, that
is what 1t meant, anyway
She told him she was lonely, too,
and that she was very glad to have
him for a friend and he said he priced
her friendship above everything else in
the world. And he ,nokS at her, and
follows her around the room with his
eyes; and she bushes up real pink
and pretty lots of times when he comes
into the room.
Now, If that isn't making love to
each other, 1 don't know what is. I'm
sure he's going to propose. Oh, I'm
SO excitedl
Oh, yes, I know IL he does propose
and she says yes, he'll be my new IA
Their understand that. And, Of
course l can't help wondering how
I'll like 1t. Sometimes I think I won't
like 1t at all. Sometimes I almost
catch myself wishing that didn't have
to have any new father or mother. I'd
never need a new mother, anyway, and
I wouldn't need a new father II my
father-by-order-o f-the-court would be
as nice as he was there two or three
times in the observatory.
But, there! After all, / must remem-
Der that I'm not the one that's doing
the choosing. It's Mother. And If she
wants the violinist / mustn't have any
thing to say. Besides, really like him
very much, anyway. He's the best OF
the lot I'm sure of that. And that's
something. And then, Of course, I'm
glad to have something to make this q
love story, and best Of all l would be
glad to have Mother stop being d.
vorced, anyway.
Mr.. Harlow doesn't come here any
more, I guess. Anyway, 1 haven't seen
him here once since 1 came back and
l haven't heard anybody mention his
| name.
Quite a lot Of the others are here
and there are some new ones. But the
violinist is here most, and Mother
seems to go out with him most II
places. That's why I say think It'll
the violinist.
1 haven't heard from Father.
| Now just my writing that down thai
way shows that I expected to heal
from him, though I don't really set
why should, either. OF course, h
never has written to me; and o.
course, I understand that I'm nothini
but his daughter by order Of the court
But some way, I did think maybe he'G
write me Just little bit of a note IL
answer to mine-my bread-and-butte
letter, I mean; for, Of course, Mothe
had me write that to him az soon a
got here.
But he hasn't.
wonder how he's getting along, an.
If he misses me any. But, of course
he doesn't do that. II I was q star
| now
TWO DAYS AFTER THANKSGIVING
The violinist has got a rival. Tn
sure he has. It's Mr.. Easterbrook
He's old-much as forty-and bald
headed and fat, and has got lots O
money. And he's a very estimabl
man. q heard Aunt Hattie say that.
He's awfully jolly, and like him. 81
brings me the loveliest boxes of candy
and calls me Puss Il don't like that
particularly. I'd prefer him to cal
me Miss Anderson.) He's not nearl
so good-looking as the violinist. TIL
violinist 10 lots more thrilling, but
shouldn't wonder II Mr.. Easterbroo
was more comfortable to live with.
The violinist is the kind of q ma