Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1922-11-15

come income in. Why, child, what
>ails YOU" cried the. woman, as Helen
stepped into the light. ........ II /.
l. %."Ails me? Why nothing" laughed
the girl evasiyely. 81 "a z !:
sAs She set the tray down and, turned
to 80, the elder woman, by a sudden
moveiaent, confronted her. :, s..
= "See here, Miss Helen, 1t 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':: 1 know
you have. You're so thin T could just
blow you over with good big breath.
And know what's the matter. You're
all wore out: You're DOM too much.
No mortal woman can work both day
and night!'
But I don't-quite;" stammered the
girl. Besides, there is so much to be
done. You know, mother-though she
isn't very sick--can do but little for
herself - - = : :. ); :. = .*3s
Eyes, know she don't-seem to. But
isn't there someone else that could
help?'% i: ~ >.-: $685.. !! So
j" The girl stirred restlessly. Her eyes
sought for a means Of escape.
| "Why, no, of course not There isn't
anyone" she murmured. "You are very
| kind, really, Mrs. Mason, but I must
go-nOW."
:: The other did not move. She was
standing directly before the hall door.
"There's-your brother" - -:
"Why how did you come to know
that I had-a brother?' ~. 49,: =
@Know it!' scoffed Mrs. Mason. II
have known your mother for year.
ever since she moved here; and as if
a body could know her and not hear Of
him! He's the very apple Of her eye.
Why can't he-help? Wouldn't he, If
he knew?'
"Why Mrs. Mason, of course! He
.has-he does" declared the girl quick
ly. the red deepening in her cheeks.
ii"He-he sent her money only today"
Eyes, know; she told me-of that"
Mrs. Mason's voice was significant in
its smoothness. "Your mother said
she was going to get her-a tie."
eyes, tie," repeated Helen, with
fevcrish lightness; ''lace, you know.
Mother does SO love pretty things Oh,
and by the way" hurried on the girl
breathlessly, eff you don't mind--about
the dinners, you know. Mother doesn't
care for codfsh-and-cream. and if 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-if you could
.manage-on that. And-thanlk you; if
you would remember about-the cod
fish. And now really must-go ~
she finished.
"Well Of all things! Now what have
I said?" muttered the puzzled woman,
staring after her visitor '"Ten cents
"a day more, indeed! And where, for
the lands sake, is the poor lamb going
TO find that?"
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 day to
buy Off Mrs Mason's Goldfish.
It did not rain the next morning.
The sun shone, indeed, as if 1t never
had rained, 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.
t Helen Raymond went home to find @
little fiat dominated by new presence
a presence so big and breezy that un.
consciously she shifted the air as if she
were entering a pine grove instead Of
l a stuffy, four-rooln city fat.
l "Helen, he knows Herbert, my Her
r BERT" announced Mrs. Raymond rap
:turously; and as she seemed to think
5 no further introduction was necessary
l the young man rose to his feet an(
. added with a smile:-
l MY name is Carroll-Jack Carroll
= Miss Raymond, I suppose. You
t ,brother-er-suggestedth that I call, as
= was in the city,
e "Of course you'd CALL" chirrupet
S Mrs. Raymond. "As if we weren't al
y ways glad to see any friend of m,
J. boys. Helen, why don't you say some
: :thing?' Why don't you welcome Mr.
d :Carroll?"
=, 1T haven't had much chance vet
T mother smiled the girl in some en-
?, barrassment. perhaps IL haven
d caught my BREATH .
"Not that MIR. Carroll ought to mind
r of course" resumed Mrs. Raymon,
= :plaintively. "And he won't when h,
7 knows you, and sees how moderate yo,
are. You know Herbert is so quick.
n she added, turning to Herbert's friend
j. = "Is he?" murmured the man; and a
r the odd something In his voice Hele1
looked up quickly to find the stranger
:. eyes full upon her. you see, I'm no
g sure, after all, that I do know Herbert,
r he continued lightly, still with that odt
i something In his voice. Herbert
- :mother has been telling me lots O.
y, | thin pc-a hint Ho1.h