Gunnison news-champion., 1922-06-02

nervous and hdsefy as q witch. and he
acted ~ u he did % wish Il would be
over. and over quick. But at the
junction-at the junction a funny thing
happened He put me on the train.
just as Mother had done. ans spoke to
the conductor. (How hated to have
him do tisatl Why, I'm sig whole
months older. most, than l was when
] went up thereD And then, when
he'd put me I'm my s-at (Futher. /
mean: not the condrctor). all Of sud
den he leaned over and kissed me
kissed me-Father, Then. before
could speak. or even look at him, he
was gone: and didn't see him again.
though II must have been hve whole
minutes before that train went.
I had nice trip down to Boston.
though nothing much happened This
conductor was not near 50 nice and
polite ms the one had coming up;
and there wasn't amy lady with a
baby 10 play with. nor any nice young
gentleman to loan me magazines or
buy candy for use. But IL wasn't very
long ride from the junction to Boston,
anyway. So I didn't mind. Besides.
j knew had Mother waiting for me.
And wasn't l glad to get therer
Well. l just guess l was. And they
acted as " they were glad to see me-
Mother. Grandfather. Aunt Hattie. and
even Baby Lester. He knew me. and
remembered me- He'd grown n lot,
too. And they said had. and that
looked very nice. Il forgot to shy that.
Of course. ! had put on the Marie
clothes to come home in-though I
honestly think Aunt Jane wanted to
send me home In Mary's blue gipgham
and caifskin shoes As II I'd have ,ap-
peared In Boston In that rigD
My. but IL was good to get Into an
automobile again and just go. And II
was so good To have folks around you
dressed In something besides don 't-care
black alpaca and stiff collars. And I
said so. And Mother seemed so
pleased.
You did want to come back TO me.
darling. didn't your she cried, giving
me n little hug. And she looked 50
happy when l told her all over again
how good It seemed TO be Marie again.
and have her and Boston. and autoino-
biles. and pretty dresses and folks
and noise again.
She didn't say anything about Father
then; but later. when we were up In
my pretty room alone. md I was TAX.
Ing OF my things. she made me tell
her that Father hadn't won my love
away>from her. and that didn't love
him better than did her: and that
wouldn't rather stay with him than
with her.
Then she asked me a lot Of questions
about what did there. ind Aunt jane.
and how she looked. and Father, and
was he MS fond Of stars ms ever (fhough
she must have known most everything.
cause I'd already written II, but she
asked me Just the same.) And she
seemed real Interested In everything 1
told her.
And she asked was he lonesome:
and told her no. I didn't think so /;
and That. anyway. he could have all
the ladies' company he wanted by just
being around when they called. And
when she asked what meant. l told
her about Mrs. Darling. and the rest.
and how they came evenings and Sun
days, and how Father didn't like them.
but would fee to the observatory. Aud
she laughed and looked funny. for
minute. hut right nwuy she changed
and looked very sober. with the kind
of expression she has when she stands
up In church and says the Apostles
Greed on Sunday: only this time she
said she was very sorry. she was sure;
that she hoped my father would find
some estimable woman who would
make u good home for him.
Then the dlnner-gong sounded. and
she didn't say any more.
There was company that evening.
The violinist. He brought his violin.