New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1927-08-13
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I she had held and loved for Is, years
and she still expected him to be
young and gay and strong.
II can hardly wait to see him."
she said when she and her mother
sat waiting for him in the sitting
ROOM Wouldn't it be nice IL he
J decided to stay with us and never
go away again"
Mrs. Jerome, still pink and flut-
! tering, did not answer.
! That reminds me-" Sally went
! on, carrying the hegonia from the
4 dining room to the center of the
/ library table against the back wall
of the sitting room, Beau and Ma
bel want to come home to live.
They say they Just can't keep up
a place OF their own, and Mabel
doesn't know how to cook and she's
100 tired after a day in the Of
flee 10 look after a home"
Tired? What makes her tired, I'd
like to know" cried Mrs. Jerome,
Indignantly. What does she do but
sit at a typewriter and move her
fingers all day? That's not work.
That's play?"
Mrs. Jerome had never touched a
typewriter in her life, but she was
quite sure that to run one was
chlds play-and she often said so.
ut would be nice to have Beau
at home again, though she added,
r,,J oil OF
Mabel Just TO have him around
again" She adored Beau as
mother always adores her only con.
IN her eyes he was perfect-a
knight, a gentleman, and a young
god. He could do no wrong.
Il don't know how it will work
out" Sally told her. They're going
to mean lot Of extra work.
"Oh. the work will take care OF
itself" replied Mrs. Jerome, easily.
She had always let work do that
very thing. Work had been the
least of her troubles.
They'll have to pay their board.
too" Sally declared firmly. And
right on the dot. too, every Saturday
night Otherwise We may Just as
well pack up and move right into
the poor house now
Mrs. Jerome looked reproa chfully
at her with large, round. blinking
eyes. sally you talk as If you
didn't want your brother here at
home" she said sadly. You talk as
if he weren't welcome here"
Then she started up from her nm
chair and looked out of the window.
Here they are she cried. and the
sound Of a chugging motor came
family up from the street.
There were slow footsteps on the
stairs outside. and Sally's father
came walking back into her life.
He was not at all like the father
she remembered. There was moth
ing TO even suggest that father.
There was nothing gay and strong
and young about him now. He was
dressed in 2 gray suit, and his eyes
and hair We're gray, too. He was not
nearly 50 tail as Beau. who lowered
behind him. And he was quiet-al-
most timid-in his manner.
CLARA Margaretta," he said soft /
". and actually held out his hand
TO the woman who had been his
wife for almost quarter of CEN |
tlrv. There was no affection-and /
no lingering resentment-ln MS ,
manner to her. He was. as the !
sharp-tonsucd Mabel remarked lat |
or. as polite as a floor-walker.
She vinled now at Sally, and |
shifted her tongue from one cheek !
to the other. She was enjoying all !
this, hugely.
YES. Papa" answered Mrs. Jc- ,
rome, who had colored up like /
Girl, hut had never moved from hef |
,lacc by the window. 1t was plain !
that she did not know how to Grcet
this gray. middlc-aged man who |
had~heen 4 forCeful young husband |
when nc had banged the door OF ,
that very flat violently behind him /
nine years before.
1t was Sally who saved the day.
She ran across the room and threw
her arms around her fathers ,
shoulders and kissed his dry, Wrln-
killed. checks. She had tried to Keep |
Wondering the day he had taken
her to the circus
"Nc'rc 50 glad You came.' INC
cried And there's som" coffee for
YOU, Where's your bag" Put it in
Miles room, Beau. Your old room
you know
Talking and laughing, she got
them all into the dining room and
around the table. Sh" poured COT
fco and passed food and did her
hest to get things going. To break
tho ice.
But a pail seemed TO have settled
down over the house. Even Mabels
light laughter sounded mirthless,
and Beau looked from his silent
father to his silent mother with
puzzled. questioning eyes, and hard
" spoke