News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1922-06-21

head, looking around again with
quick little glance for some one els
to talk to.
But still there wasn't anybody there
They were all over to the other sid
of the room talking, and paying no at
tention to Mother and Mr.. Harlow
only the violinist. He looked ant
looked, and acted nervous with hi
watch-chain. But he didn't come over
l felt, some way, that / ought to g.
away and not hear any more; blu
couldn't without showing them tina
had been there. So / thought 1t wa
better to stay just where was The!
could see me, anyway, If they'd JUS
look in the mirror. So / didn't fee
s that l was sneaking And / stayed.
Then Mr.. Harlow spoke again. His
eyes grew even more soulful and de
vouring. l could see them in the mir
rOr.
! "Madge, 1t seems so strange that we
should both have had to trail through
the tragedy of broken hearts and lives
before we came to our real happiness
For we shall be happy, Madge. You
know I'm to be free, too, soon, dear
and then We"
But he didn't finish. Mother put UT
her hand and stopped him. Her face
wasn't flushed any more. 1t was very
white.
Carl" she began in a still, quiet
voice, and / was so thrilled. l knew
something was going to happen-this
time she'd called him by his first
name. I'm sorry" she went on. "I've
tried to show YOU I've tried very
hard to show you-without speaking.
But If you make me say 1t l shall have
to say it. Whether you are free or
no difference in our relationship. Now,
will you come with me to the other
side Of the room, or must be so rude
as to go and leave your
She got up then, and he got up, too.
He said something-I couldn't hear
what it was; but it was sad and re-
proachful-Pm sure of that by the
look in his eyes. Then they both
walked across the room to the others.
l was sorry for him. / do not want
him for father, but l couldn't help
being sorry for him, he looked so sad
and mOurnful and handsome; and he's
got perfectly beautiful eyes. (Oh,
do hope mine will have nice eyes when
| find him y
AS said before, I don't believe
MOther'll choose, Mr. Harlow, anyway,
even when the time comes. AS for any
of the others-I can't tell. She treats
them all just exactly alike, as far as
can see Polite and pleasant, but not
at all loverlike. l was talking to Pc
ter one day about it, and'I asked him.
But he didn't seem to know, either,
which one she will be likely to take, If
any.
Peters about the only one l can
ask. OF course l couldn't ask Moth
er, or Aunt Hattie And Grandfather
well, / should never think of asking
Grandpa a question like that. But
Peter-Peter's a real comfort. Pm
sure L don't know what | should do for
somebody to talk to and ask questions
about things down here, if it wasn't
for him. He takes me to school and
back again every day; so of course 1
see him quite lot.
Speaking of school, it's all right, and
of course | like it, though not quite so
well as | did. There are some Of the
girls-well, they act queer. / don't
know what is the matter with them.
They stop talking-some Of them
when l come up and they make me
feel, sometimes, as if l didn't belong.
Maybe it's because l came from little
country town like Andersonville. But
they've known that all along, from
the very first. And they didn't act at
all like that at the beginning. Maybe
it's just their way down here. If |
think of it I'll ask Peter tomorrow.
Well, / guess that's all 1 cane think
of this time.