Evening star., 1923-07-15

once they have families Of their own
Don't / know IL to my sorrow. But
Ella makes UP for Edgar's going Of
the way he did with me y widow and
harvestin' comm on hope she
won't ever maryland you know the
old sayin' "a daughters your daugh-
| ter all her life, but your sons d sor
till he gets him IA
And having rested nicely before the
discredited skeleton, they carried the
tail end OF the adage out OF the hear.
ing of another woman who was
| listening in from behind.
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a BUSINESS Flora behind ths
counter of her market stall, wa!
most expensive flowers made into
funeral piece. The obvious husband
of the customer protested with the
anxiety of kitchen garden income
that all flowers were pretty and thai
Jim wouldn't want them to go te
more extravaganza than they could
| AFFORD. He was so honestly unable ID
keep step with his wife's order that
Flora sided with him by holding VI
showery white blossoms that wouldn' .
be SO hard on the purse. The wifi.
| didn't see it that way-thfs was nc
time to be stingy. Your design.
| look old-fashioned TO me. Haven
you anything more up TO date thar
wreaths and crosses?"
Flora explained the spiritual sig.
nincance OF the cross and crown, bui
the customers expression was that OF
| a superior being who refuses to be
bluffed with shop-worn ideas. Some
| people might be satisfied with ole
| styles. but she liked things up TO the
minute.
Well. if that's all the set piece.
you have. give me a couple dozen OF
lilies with the longest palms you
got. and tie them with loops of that
purple gauze."
The man shook his head over III.
remnant of what had been a FIVE.
dollar bill. and the wife's lip curled
at the meanness OF him.
We'll, / must say, Bob, it's a good
thing l was along to do my duty by
| jim"
1t didn't seem to occur to her thai
| there was such thing as doing heI
duty by Bob.
Y *+x
| A WASHINGTON woman started her
car on the Maryland pike and
travelled and travelled until she came
to farmhouse with growing crops
all around and a bay in front that
rolled in from a blue sky line tc
crash in breakers on the beach.
After breakfast next morning
| muskmellon from the patch. eggs
from the nest and corn mullins frort
to the village along with a blue
calico hostess in Slat-suubonnct
ana sheepskin mitts. They journeyed
by OK cart that was on its way e
the mill with q kindly black far7f
| hand walking alongside TO keep tn,
off al
was groceries and the mail. but the
| calico lady halted on the way and the
! three OF them crossed weedy lot &c
time-gnawed house that couldn
new. being of the architecture ones
known as quarters" The farm hand
went in ahead with. a packed basket
came out with a bucket with a gourd
in the bottom and started down the
! trail to a spring.
The Washington woman followed
the blue calico inside to where ar
| ancient man was bumped in a rocking
| chair with his feet on a hearth log
that served as a stool and black
cat curled on quilt that had faller
| to the floor.
He was a stranger man who hat
been taken Ill, and the neighbors
| priest, doctor and farmers around 1
We're taking turns to help out, this'
| being the week for blue calico tc
pclNc supplies, WlIh inc manu-
doing his splendid best by staying
nights.
The patient seemed pitifully CRATE
| full, and that would have been al
| there was to 1t. except that on the
| outside of the quarters, over the door
was a painted sign that the stranger
| had nailed up when he came a month
ago:
| Consult Zamiel, Master Monarch OF
the stars. He will give you riches
| and love. Come one. Come all"
| Which was good for a chuckle eX'
| cept that he was truly keeping hi:
word. For was he not providing tht
| spiritual riches and love that com,
| from helping others who have fallen by
| the way?
| Ask that good Samaritan who lived
! in the Bible. and who will never
| never die.
! MAMIE LANCASTER