New Britain herald., 1926-11-26

sparkled like diamonds, There were late marigolds in little yellow bowl in the center of the cloth. Mother, you're a marvellous | housekeeper." she said. T don't know how you and Margret man. age to live so beautifully on noth- ing g-orpractically nothing" "All the women in our family have been wonderful housekeepers. Honey Lou" Mrs. Huntley an- swered quietly. Your grandmother could make angel food that would melt in your mouth, and when she darned sock it looked like fine en- broidery-Youre probably a won derful housekeeper. yourself, if you only had a chance to prove it."
 Honey Lou sighed, thinking of {, housework she had planned to ment when they Were first married. ... She remembered their honey moon, when he wouldn't even let her fry the fish for breakfast.
 "Oh, well" she said. looking down at her plate. "I don't know about that - I reckon all I'm good for is drumming the keys of type writer I'll have to start drumming one, too, pretty soon. if Jack doesn't get home and give me some money"
 At the end Of the week he was still out of town. and Honey Lou made up her mind to go to see Grumpy and borrow some money from him. -. She simply had to have some money to give her mother for her board. And any way, there were a couple of things she wanted to talk over with Grumpy. He had always been mighty good friend of hers.
 She went down to see him on Monday afternoon, without telling Margret that she was going to him. She found him all alone in his of flee, sound asleep at his big ma hoeany desk.
 She shook him getnly by his shoulder. and he reused and cooked one of his little eyes at her.
 Well. bless my soul." he ex- claimed in his gruff old voice, and sat upright. Sit down. sit down. What brings you here All this nonsense betwee.. you and Jack ?"
 Honey Lou nodded her head. "That-and money" she said with her legirl smile, crinkling up her brown eyes at him. "I haven't a penny. Grumpy. l had to walk all the way down 10 these mills-I just won't borrow from my mother"
 Grumpy shook his mana of gray hair,
 Whats all this trouble about, anyway" he asked. Jacks mother and Angie have been iabbering about it for a couple of weeks. l never listen to women. They don't know how to tell the truth"
 "1ll tell it to you, if l can." Honey Lou promised him, and she did tell 1t to him. dangling her little feet from one corner of his desk.
 ".'ow, what would you do in case like that, G~umpy?" she asked him, when she had come to an end.
 .rumpy picked up his pen and wrote her a check for q hundred dollars. He Tipped 1t across the desk to her before he spoke:
 'Wen, I'd go home and wait to see what happens"
 He look up at her with his bright little eyes. Didn't l tell you once not to bother your head about the womens chatter. Didn't 1 tell you. you'd go crazy il you did? You're too honest, that's what's the matter with you. Hon Lou"
 He pushed back his chair from the desk and stuck his thumbs into his armpits, Now. l suppose An gie has done all these things a. purpose. Ever since she was lit tie girl she's followed Jack around like his shadow. Jacks mother and I could never figure out why she and Jack didn't hit it off years ago-but the. didn't"
 His voice sounded tired and Honey Lou left him. On her way out she looked at some paper that was lying on the desk that had once belong to Ann Ludlow. The letterheads that lay there were not nearly so fine as the old ones year ago. Evident ly money was scarce at the Wallack mills.
 Jacks back in town" Margret told her the next night, when she came home at six o'clock, 'l saw him and your friend. Angela, to- night. She called for him in her car. and took both him and Grumpy home"