The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-08-03

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AT noon John Manners stopped at
her desk ON his way out toNlunch-
II hear that Flossies married
Sam Jessup," he said looking at her
with his gray, unsmiling eyes.
Mary Rose only nodded. There
was a tight drawn feeling In her
throat and she knew that II she
treid to speak, she would start to
cry.
Il suppose you'll be the next one
to get married" he went on. You
and your friend, the pill maker2"
Mary Rose silently shook her
head Her lips trembled, and her
eyes slowly filed with tears.
But John Manners was on his
way to the door by that time, and he
didn't see them.
One Of the most cruel things
about life is that it usually shows
up the things we don't want to see
and hides from us the things that
we ought to see.
The little brown house was not a
happy place these days, either.
Mrs. Middleton cried most of the
time and her eyes were always red
and swollen. She spent whole days
up in the attic, looking up linens
and canned fruit to give Flossie for
her new home.
Goodness knows shell never have
anything If 1 don't give it to herr
she said to Aunt Kenny Blair, who
was helping her. Aunt Kenny was
glad Of this chance to have peak
at the Middleton attic. She loved to
see what people had so that she
could go out and tell the neighbors
about 1t afterward.
Maybe the young people will come
back here and settle down with you,"
Aunt Henry suggested wickedly ore
night, when the three women were
sitting together in the Middleton
Kitchen. She knew thar the last
thing in the world that Mrs. Middle
ton would do woGfd be to receive
Sam Jessup into the house with open
arms.
And maybe they won't toor' she
answered now, with more spirit than
Mary Rose had seen her show for
days. i've always said that there s.
no house in the world big enough
to hold two families! And besides
that | couldn't bear that cigaret
smoking Sam around. smelling up
- |, 1t 20 alcf To,
Rose and | will live here alone till
we die, I guessr'
II don't Think exploded a cheer.
full tenor voice from the doorway.
Tom Fitzroy stood there with his
arms full of bumpy looking bundles
More lifts for the newlyweds, he
explained to Mary Rose, as he began
to unite them. IAN electric grill and
a bread mixer. Imagine Flossie Mid
dleton with a dread mixer!' She
laughed aloud.
well l mean to encourage the
girl Tom told her. well give her
all the household utensils that grow
in the hardware stores and turn her
loose among 'em! She may surprise
us all, and turn into a regular Mrs.
Rorer. Who can tell?"
Tom was almost as pleased with
the marriage as If it had been his
own Not day passed but he came
to the house laden with wedding
presents--absurd things for the most
part, like wicker bird cages and
smoking stands that fell over if
you touched them.
Il certainly get an awful kick out
of buying these things" he told
Mary Rose seriously a little later
when the two of them were in the
Kitchen making sandwiches and COT
fee, for Tom was hungry as usual.
you do?" Mary Rose asked inno-
Gently WHY" She knew perfect
iy without his telling her.
Because it makes me think of the
time when I'll be buying EN- for
you" he said, just as she had known
he would. s'Brooms and vacuum
cleaners and dishmops and-and
cradles and things"
He would have kissed her but the
door bell rang just then and she
pulled herself away from him and
vert to answer it
A boy stood there with a<special
delivery letter from F1ossie.
Mrs. Middleton read it aloud!
~Dear Mother:
XIII the fatted calf and get ready
the wreaths.' for the honeymooners
viii be home. tomorrow. We're on
each others nerves so terribly that
If we don't see somebody besides
ourselves there'n be a divorce in
the family before the wedding an
nouncements are out Love from
Flossfe.''
She had not quite finished reading
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