Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1922-07-27

See here, Miss Helen, Il amt none
o. my business. know, but I've Just
got to speak. Your eyes are all teary,
and your cheeks have got two red spots
in 'em. You've been cryin,. / know
you have. You're so thin could just
blow you over with a good big breath.
And know what's the matter, You're
all wore out You're doin. too much.
No mortal woman can work both day
and night" K
"But quite stammered the
girl. Besides, there Is SO much to be
done. You know, mother hough she
isn't very sick--can do but little for
herself.'A 5s
''Yes. know she dom seem to. But
isn't there someone else that could
helpg: ss as.9;l .53i
The girl stirred restlessly. Her eyes
sought for q means Of escape.
"Why, no, Of course not. There isn't
anyone, /" she murmured. 'sYou are very
kind. really, Mrs. Mason, but must
go-now."
The other did not move. She was
standing directly before the hail door.
s'There's-yOur brot her. = 4.
"Why how did you come to know
that ! had-a brother?,'
'sKnow tit" sconed Mrs. Mason. II
have known your mother for q year
ever since she moved here; and as II
body could know her and not hear OF
himl He's the very apple OF her eye.
Why can't he help? Wouldn't he, II
he knew ss sss s55 IS . n
"Why Mrs. Mason, Of course! he
has-he does" declared the girl quick
", the red deepening In her cheeks.
aHe-he sent her money only today"
"Yes, I know she told me-of that
Mrs. Mason's voice was significant in
its smoothness. ''Your mother said
she was going to get hera tie.',' s:-ss5s
Eyes, tie," repeated Helen, with
feverish lightness; "lace, you know.
Mother does so love pretty things! Oh,
and by. the way. hurried on the girl
breathlessly, III you don't mind about
the dinners, you know. Mother doesn't
care for codfish-and- cream. and II you
could Just substitute something else,
I'll pay more, Of course I'd expect to
do that I've been thinking for some
time that you ought to have at least
ten cents a day more IL you could
manage-on that. And thank you; IL
you would remember sabout-the cod
fish. And now I really must-go! r.
she fnished. 2s5i..-
e swell, of all thingsi Now what: have
u said7" muttered the puzzled woman,
staring after her visitor. Ten cents
a day more. indeed 4 And where, for
the lands sake. Is the poor lamb going
to find that?" 5s;s s3 ,3.35 s3sa:
Long hours later In the Raymond
flat, after the mending was done, the
waist ironed, and the mothers Queru-
lous tongue had been silenced by sleep,
the poor lamb" sat down with her
little account book and tried to dis
cover Just that-where she was going
to find the extra ten cents a day to
buy of Mrs. Mason's Goldfish.
It did not rain the next morning.
The sun shone, indeed, as II It never
had ralned, and never would rain.
There was the same apologize rush
In the morning, the same monotonous
succession Of buyers and near.buyers
at the counter, the same glitter and
sparkle and chatter the youth, and
love, and laughter. Then at night came
the surprise. Il,
Helen Raymond went home to find q
little fiat dominated by q new presence.
presence SO big and breezy that I'M
consciously she shifted the air as Il she
were entering pine grove instead Of
a stuffy, four.room city fiat. "
AHelen, he knows Herbert, my Her.
bert" announced Mrs. Raymond rap.
.turously and as she seemed to think
no further introduction was necessary,
the young man rose to his feet and
added with a smile -: - Ri /, 81
''My name Is Carroll Jack Carroll !;
Miss Raymond ! suppose. Your
brother suggested that / call, as
was In the city. 1; /!
IS .Ofs course you'd CALI chirruped
Mrs. Raymond. "AsSif we weren't al
ways glad to see any friend Of my
boys. Helen, why don't you say some
thing? Why don't you welcome Mr..
Carrollf''
Il haven't had much chance yet,
mother" smiled the girl In some EN-
barrassment. Perhaps IL haven't
caught my breath. Z ,a
SHOT that Mr.. Carroll ought to mind,
Of course. resumed Mrs. Raymond
plaintively. And he won't when be
knows you, and sees how moderate you
are. You know Herbert u so quick, .
she added; turning to Herbert's friend.
III her murmured the man; and at
the odd sonnet thing 10 his voice Helen
looked up quickly to ind the strangers
eyes full upon her. You see, Pm not
/ sure; after all; that I do know Herbert =
he confined lightly, stu with that odd
I something In his voice. ''Herbert,a
mother has been telling me lots Of
things about Herbert. !"
- ssye6.we'ves been having such nice