The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-07-22

| fully: And you did come for that
Jonathan darling? You think l
should go with you?"
Perhaps 1 ask too much, Chickie
| girl"
She looked down then, trembling,
pressing against his shoulder: Then
you better take me back. 1 guess
you better"
Hours later, after Jennie was
door. For long while she had been
sitting in the dark, looking at the
sky and all the many silver stars,
and oh, there seemed such music,
such immortal peace in this blue, far
distant space. Her eyes blinked
| coming back to the light and the
crowding walls.
Jonathan said: Are you sure you
want to do this, Chickie?"
She was weak with thinking of it
and with the storm Of pictures toss
| ing through her mind. She an
swered: But I should. I know I
should"
He took her in his arms and kissed
her.
So she went with them.
Jennie watched her all the time.
You're very pale, Chicke, dear. !"
1.-THE wind blows off the rouge, I
guess"
You're not afraid; you're not re-
gretting?"
"Why, no. What makes you ask?"
Wilde crouched against her knees.
He licked her hands. Now she
stopped down and caught his neck.
shaking it a little. He reared and
licked her face.
He was in no hurry, that Jona-
than. He stopped at frequent points
Of interest,
That journey back to the home
che had left in such forlorn despair
| six months ago had many freighted
moments. Once, sitting in the front
with Jonathan, he gave her proud,
mighty look. He said with a
chuckle, my girl, eh?' Her heart
leaped to the challenge.
But when the city's breath was
/ in her mouth, Chickie sat upright. n
hammering on every nerve. Jennie
whispered, would you rather wait
till dark, Chickie, dear?"
Jonathan heard that. He said
quietly, mo we're driving in now. ="
He stopped the car and motioned
Chickie to the front with him. He
Strengthened taller than before, so
that he lowered massively above the
wheel. Chickie gave a soft, uneasy
laugh. Are you having brass
band to meet me, Jonathan"
"And 1 would have If I'd thought
in time"
1t was plain enough what Jona-
than expected, and she would have
to stand on her toes to measure up
to that And she would have to
fight as she had not fought before.
When they reached Northwestern
Ave-, he just went sauntering-give
them all a chance to see.
"And, mind you, look about and
smile-that's the way!'
She sat straight enough, but when
they nosed along into Thirtieth ST.,
she whispered, trembling, Hurry
oh, just little"
"Shucks now, Chickie, girl! Is all
the world thinking Of your"
Just the same, it was hard to keep
from shaking when they passed the
Blakes' old gray house, and there
was the breath of heaven aud the
| ca, ta
tage, 50 white and cleaning now
new curtains at the windows.
She said again, Hurry, hurry!'
and wanted to rush In and close the
door, swift and fast.
When Jonathan took his time find
ing the key she was almost at the
| breaking point. He said: "Close
your eyes, Chickie; Jennie's got sur
| prises here"
When she stepped into her own
room she didn't need to close her
| eyes. Tears blinded them. Why,
they'd made the house all over for
her coming. Why, they'd built new
things about, and the room wasn't
the same at all.
That window that used TO look on
Jennie's roses was gone and in it's
| place were doors-long French
doors. They opened to another room,
all sun and flowers and birds in
cages, and wicker chairs and a
wicker desk.
Jennie came padding up, wiping at
her cheeks. She stared inquiringly
at Chickie's face, saying to iona
than: Il guess she likes it! I guess
she's pleased"
All this they'd done for her! No
wonder Jennie trembled, plucking
that thistle in an old yard full of
weeds.
They made her say again and
again If she liked it; IL she was
glad about it; If this wasn't better
now than being all alone
Even the kitchen was changed,
with a. new, white sink and a shiny
drainboard and cabinets freshly
built, and painted.
Some one had been about the
house that morning, for there were
flowers everywhere-gaudy autumn
flowers all red and gold
Chickie said: Does Mary know?"
Yes-Mary knew. Mary could
hardly wait until they'd let her