The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-10-09


was killed in mine accident the hardships which her
mother had to endure, Her mother being a New Eng
land woman. never complaned-aloud But her tight
lips gave the impression that miners life WASH
what Bill Gavin, her husband had told her 1t would
be- She 10 years old when her mother died, Elk
acty years after fathers burial she taken
in DO live with distant aunt who ran the only hotel
and boarding house in the town at that thine.
She had ofti1nes been asked by her aunt when abe
would get married But somehow she always tried
ITO evade those questions. She wasn't bad looking
girl She would often. tell herself that. But the &C
tons of the boarders-espeeally the transient
ones-gave her feeling Of fear than of disgust
It not till eleven years after had to her
aunt that she asked to into her auns private
parlor For two hours she was given severe talking
to- After she left she went up to her bedroom and
cried Two weeks after this incident she met Tom.
Remembering what her aunt had said and feeling that
Tom somehow different than most OF the menfolks
at the boarding house, she acquiesced to Toms mar
rage proposal
TT was now eight months after they had been married
Tom had had little money saved up but it nearly
all went into honeymoon trip which they took to
Chicago Tom very happy a married He
more fond Of Marge than when he first met
her. 1t gave him great pride to be walking down
seen walking down street with her-he prettiest
woman in Bainsville-so they all said-was enuf to
make him worship her. He really adored her And to
see her sad cry made him feel he to blame
for it. He fearful lest he lose her. The thought
of losing her made him quail So when he saw how bit
terly she wept he set his jaws tight and giving final
iab the tablecloth with fork h he could only
tear Sanders face like that) he got up and began
to pace the room nervously.
He hadn't given much thought to what Marge re
ferred to when she said it was not her sake But
now slUTly the thought of coming baby made him
stop in his tracks so that what she meant Yes
He was of it, Why was it that he'd not thought
Of it before. That is he knew was coming. He'd
seen 1t on Marge She even brought it to his atten
ton. Built wasn't Tar OF as he'd been thinking
it He threw himself into chair feeling utterly
exhausted
Well Marge! Whata you want me to do?" he said
in low husky voice. Don't want me to scab? Do
your" He his hand his face as if to wipe
away something. Come Marge What would you
have me do 1 can't go back on the boys Why, gee
Marge, they'd never talk to me again" "You must go
back, Tom. You must DO you want to dress it in
rags when it's born. Tom! / wish | didn't have to
do it. But 1 must You know how we need money
now You're not gonna call old Findal, are your" Her
eyes were all red and she finished her mouth be-
gan to CULVER
Tom had always counted on calling big Chicago
doctor when she should give birth So now when she
mentioned Findal the old doctor of Evansville his
heart became chilled. He strobe over to the couch
took his cap and without saying word to Marge who
sitting staring straight ahead of her her hands in
her hair he left the room.
that had tn Sander was