Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1922-07-20

Had she. indeed. fallen SO low as to
be ready to quarrel over man, as
dog would fight, for bone? Doubt
less, anyway, John Kennison preferred
Edith.
1t was merely another case of the
smaller tart. e.
After all, was there not such thing
as too much self-sacrifce, too continual
self-repression? A certain amount, of
course, was beautiful, virtuous, and
altogether commendable, but might
there not come point where they
became actually fosterer Of other
peoples selfishness, and sin against
ones own individuality? AS II
perpetual seeder Of raisins and eater
Of chicken wings could live full,
free life-a life that really brought
out the best within ones self and
within ones fellow men! Indeed,
no! And there should be q change-a
rightabout face. She would see to 1t
that there was. With sweet, gentle,
/, yet firm dignity. she would take her
rightful place.
And with this thought In mind, Kate
Denny rose to her feet, prepared her.
self for bed, and then determinedly
/ raised her window before opening the
connecting door leading to her sisters
room.
AS expected, she did not have long
to wait.
"Kate!" called her sister.
eyes. Edith"
where's all that wind coming
from7'
"From my window, perhaps; it's
open"
open! Why, Kate Denny, you
never have your window open!"
Il know I don't; but I thought
would tonight. wanted the air."
"But it's 50 cold! I'm half-frozen.
Do you want me to catch my death Of
cold?"
"Why, no. of-of course not" MUIR
INJURED Kate. Involuntarily she started
to get out Of bed; they suddenly she
fell back. With stern resolution she
wet her dry lips and said. IF you're
cold. Edith, why don't you pull up an.
other blanket?"
"'Coldl' Another blanketr Why,
Kate, what are you thinking Of, when
you know how I hate q lot Of stuffy
clothes over me! never knew you
to act like this! Well. II you won't
shut 1t. shall-that's all!" And the
swift patter of bare feet and the de.
termined bang Of the window sash told
that Edith had made good her word
"There!" exclaimed an aggrievedly
triumphant voice. as the patter 70
treated through the open doorway.
On the bed Kate Denny made one
more effort to rise-to catch the fleet
ing sweet, gentle, yet firm dignity
of her promise to herself; then YEARLY
she fell back.
after all, it'll be easier to begir
tomorrow in daylight when-when I'm
up and dressed" she told herself. BE
Sides there won't be anything so hare
as that window is, to-assert my rights
about"
Tomorrow" however. proved thai
dignity had neither to do with day
light nor being dressed. and tina
; whether it were an open window or .
proffered Invitation about which ont
, wished to assert ones self, there wa,
, no variation In the difficulty Of doinl
, it.
She had arisen early and starte,
breakfast Gin spite Of it being Edith
week to perform that duty). She ha,
,, washed the dishes while Edith went t,
market, because Edith liked to 60 t,
;. market-when it was pleasant. Whel
/, 1t rained, Kate herself went As usual
she had tidied the kitchen and tn,
|. bathroom, leaving the lighter dustinl
!, to Edith and her mother, who pre-
ferred that kind. As usual, too, q
luncheon, she had given the golden
j. brown crusts Of her rolls to Edith
!. not because she herself did not Tx
!. golden-brown crusts, but because Edit
always wanted them. To be sure, Kat
had tried to keep them herself today
but Edith reached for them az q mat
ter Of course-and got them.
At two O'Clock John Kennison cam
: with the invitation to 90 sleighfna
Kate was dressing. and Edith had gon
to the door. Kate could hear nov
what her sister had called out merrily
] saucily: !.
ooh. she's busy, Mr.. Ksnnison; bu
I'll 60. I'll be right out"
Kate had run then swiftly into tn,
upper hall, and had uttered some sor
OF protest. But Edith had only laughe,
! and answered sc0rnfully: j;
"Why, Kate, you were busy-yo,
know you were! You were dressing
Surely, you don't want me to chang
. now, and-and tell him you won't le
me 60, do you1''
Kate had murmursd faint mo, .
. course moi" and had crept bach
. ashamed, into her own room. And no
until she had heard the sieigh-bells z
!, Jingling down the road did she remem
J; Der that sweet, gentle, vt arm dig
nifty that was to have been hers tina
Q day. ~ ~ 6 81
4 1t was Of this, al this. that Kat