News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1922-09-13
SYNOPSIS

| SYNOPSIS
PREFACE-'Mary Marie" explains he
apparent double personality" and JUS
why she Is a "cross-current and a contra
diction;" she also tells her reasons TO
writing the diary--later to be novel. tn
diary is commenced at Andersonville.
| CHAPTER MARY begins with Nurs
Sarah's account of her (Mary's) birth
which seemingly interested her father
| who is a famous astronomer, less than
new star which was discovered the same
| night. Her name is compromise, hel
mother wanted to call her Viola and he
father insisting on Abigail Jane. The
| child quickly learned that her home wal
| in some way different from those of hel
small friends, and was puzzled thereat
! Nurse Sarah tells her of her mothers ar
astonished they. all were at the sight OF
| the dainty eighteen-year old girl whom
the sedate professor had chosen for a
! wife.
CHAPTER II.-Continuing her story
| Nurse Sarah makes it plain why the
household seemed a strange one to the
! child and hoWher father and mother
drifted apart through Misunderstanding
! each too proud to in any way attempt to
smooth over t=Je situation
CHAPTER Iv;--At Boston Mary be-
new home SO different from the gloomy
{, house al Andersonville. The number of
gentlemen who call on her mother leads
her to speculate on the possibility of a
prospective suitors," finally deciding the
choice is to be between "the violinist"
and a Mr. Harlow. conversation she
overhears between her mother and Mr..
Harlow convinces her that it will not be
that gentleman, and "to violinst" seems
to be the likely man: Mrs. Anderson re-
son. her former husbands sister, viii is
keeping house for him, reminding her that
MARY" is expected at Andersonville for
tn six months she is to spend with her
has no alternative, and Marie" departs
for Andersonville
But | don't think that VIII make any
difference to Aunt Jane. It's the prin-
ciple of the thing. It's always the
principle of the thing with Aunt Jane.
She'll be very angry, know. Maybe
she'll send me home. Oh, l hope she
will!
Well, shall tell her tomorrow, any
way. Then-we'll see.
ONE DAY LATER.
And, dear, dear, what day it has
been!
told her this morning. She was
very angry. She said at first: Mon
sense, Mary, don't be impertinent. OF
course you'll 60 to SCHOOL," and all
that kind of talk. But kept my tenn
per. did not act angry. l was sim
ply firm and dignified. And when she
saw l really meant what l said, and
that l would not step my foot inside
that schoolroom agsin-that 1t was a
matter Of conscience with me-that
did not think 1t was right for me to
do it, she simply stared for minute,
as If she couldn't believe her eyes and
ears. Then she gasped:
MARY, what do you mean by such
talk to me? Do you think l shall per-
init this sort of thing to 90 on for a
momentP
/ thought then she was going to
send me home. Oh, did so hope she
was. But she didn't. She sent me
to my room.
You will stay there until your ia
Their comes home this noon," she said.
"This is a matter for him to SETTLE"
Father! And l never even thought |
of her going to him with it. She was |
always telling me never to bother Fa- |
Their with anything, and l knew she |
didn't usually ask him anything about
me. She settled everything herself.
But this-and the very thing | didn't
want her to ask him, too. But Of
course l couldn't help myself. That's
the trouble. Youth is so helpless in
the clutches of old age.
Well. l went to my room. Aunt
lane told me to mediate on my sins.
But l didn't. / meditated on other
peoples sins. 1 didn't have any to
on. Was 1t a sin, pray, for
ne to stand up for my mother and re-
'use to associate with people who
associate with me on account
IF her? I guess not
| meditated on Stella Mayhem and
Ter mother, and on those silly, faith
ess girls that thought more of ice
.ream soda than they did of justice
md right to their fellow schoomate.
md l meditated on Aunt Jane and
Ter never giving me so much as a
Jingle kiss since 1 came. And l medi-
ated on how much better Father liked
tars and comets than he did his own
and / meditated on what
ruel, heartless world this is. anyway,
nd what a pity it was that J. so fair
nd young, should have found it out I
o soon-right on the bank as il were,
r where that brook and river meet /
md I wondered. If I died NJ anybody
you'd care; and I thought how beau
'fu1 and uathpffc I vou1d f0nF I'm INV ]