New Britain herald., 1925-06-10
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Her mother scalded the silver ware. Speaking of arrivals" she said, your cousin, Lulu's baby is here at last! It was born last night at the hospital, My goodness! After a while all the famous birth places of presidents and authors will be hospitals, I suppose! . |. I've always said I'd love 10 see the place where George Washington was born. Or did he just live at Mount Vernon? No, l guess he was born there, wasn't heT"
 Gloria set her bag down on the well-scrubbed floor.
 Mother" she cried. Eve come home! I've left Dick!"
 Her mother laid her dish towel down on the drain board.
 "Tell me-" she said, "did you leave Dick when you went to New York a few weeks ago? Everybody said you did. I couldn't believe it., 1 was sure you'd have told me if you were separating. But then, girls don't tell their mothers things the way they used 10 when l was young. l suppose I'd be the last one to hear 1t if you ever did leave him."
 Gloria shook her head with ex- asperation.
 I'm telling you right now that I have left him." she said. I'm never going back 10 him. I've come home to stay here with you and Dad, if you'll let me-
 Mrs. Gordon took off her glasses. '1 can't see thing with those things on," she said. You go into the living-room and lie down. I'm going 10 make you some tea. You look peaked ."
 Gloria took her bag upstairs to the little room that had been hers for so many years of her life. It was beautifully clean, but depress- ing in it's shabbiness.
 She thought of her room at home with it's soft, brilliant cushions, its chaise tongue and the taffeta that draped the bed and windows.
 With a heart like lead, she went downstairs. On the living room table stood a tea tray.
 Mrs. Gordon came in from. the kitchen with a plate of hot toast in her hands.
 You eat some of this toast that I've made for you, too" she said. And then tell me how you hap pened to leave Dick"
 There isn't much 10 tell. He said he was through with me. So what could l do but pack my bag and get out?" Gloria asked.
 Mrs. Gordon sat down in her old armchair. Now, Glory, that's not the truth" she said bluntly. T know Dick too well to believe that tale. . . You probably told him you were through with him. Didn't you?"
 Gloria thought, for moment. "Ies, l believe did, she said. The whole affair was blurred in her mind by her own unhappiness.
 Well, then" her mother went on. You've got to go back 10 Dick. Marriage isn't like hat that you can wear for while, and then throw away for new one. |.
 '1 don't want a new one," Gloria answered miserably. "I don't ever want to see a man again." She slipped to the floor and laid her head on her mothers knees.
 Nonsense" Mrs. Gordon said. You and Dick have just had some sort of a little spat or other. |. You know, you're not an easy per son to live with, Gloria! You fly up at nothing. often say to your Dad, Gloria isn't like either of us. She must take after old Aunt Fan ny!' She had a tongue if ever Nuliluu uiI.
 'I knew you'd say 1t was my fault if Dick and l ever had bust-up," Gloria answered resentfully. Every body thinks Dicks perfect. -
 No, he's not perfect. But he's the sort of man l should have liked to have had for a son if the good Lord had seen fit to send me one," her mother went on. Dicks a pretty fine young fellow, Gloria. And you're going 10 regret it if you leave him."
 Gloria shook her head, But she knew that her mother was right. She was regretting it. already.
 What you ought to do is to go straight back home, and settle down