New Britain herald., 1927-01-25

statue Of Liberty. Because She did! She was large and massive and heroic looking, with wide shoulders and too generous hips.
 Please pass the liver and bacon Robert" she said now in large loud voice to Mir. Ransom who was hidden behind the Sunday news paper at his end of the table.
 When breakfast was out of the way, Aunt Gertrude dressed herself for church. In rain or shine. tenn. pest or flood or earthquake, Aun, Gertrude went to church every Sunday morning of the year. She said the world would be a better place If there were more people like herself in 1t - and no doubt it would.
 I've left all the vegetables ready to be put on the stove," she told Robbie, as she slipped a dress of navy blue taffeta over her head 'and the roast is in the pan on top of the oven. Just slip 1t in at half-past eleven, and put the o..--.er things on the fire at twelve o'clock Why don't you get dressed and come along with me? It would dc you good to hear a sensible ser mon."
 But Robbie had no intention ot going to church that morning. She was going to Toll at home on the front porch with the movie sec- tion of the Sunday paper and a box of milk chocolates that Andy had bought for her last night.
 No. thanks. Aunt. I'll stay at home and put the dinner on the fire for you." she said comfortably.
 By the time Aunt Gertrude came home at g quarter of one, the house was filled with the smell of boiling ears of corn, with the rich odor of roast lamb and potatoes browning in the pan beside it.
 Where's your father?" asked Aunt Gertrude coming up on to the porch. Her face was more red and shiny than usual, and the close white collar on her dress was wilted a bit with precipitation.
 "He'e gone over to Mrs. Parkins She called up for him." Robbie ex- plained nervously.
 Ordinarily a piece of news like that would have sent Miss Ransom off onto a long tirade against the Widow Parkins and all her works.
 Aunt Gertrude hated the hand some widow, and had firmly made up her mind that her brother would never marry her If she could stop it.
 There were several reasons why Aunt Gertrude cordially detested the widow.
 The main one was because Mrs Parkins had just beaten her to the presidency of the Ladies Sewing Guild at the church.
 Another reason was that the widow was wealthy. whereas pool Aunt Gertrude depended upon the salary she got from Boobies father for keeping house for him. She had no other money from an. source.
 But this morning Aunt Gertrude only snorted angrily at the new that MT. Ransom had gone ovel to Mrs. Parkins for dinner.
 And almost immediately her face cleared. She sat down beside Robbie in the porch swing.
 You remember little Jean Bur. rage, don't you?" she asked, and Robbie nodded.
 Little Jean Burrage was mem, Der of the Sunday School class that Robbie taught every year from September until June. She was g little blond blue-eyed girl of six - a nice little thing,
 Well, I was talking to hel mother this morning after church service" Aunt Gertrude went on and Robbie saw then that she val fairly bursting with news. Aunt Gertrude was a born newspad. cnd gossip was her specially.
 Tt seems that the doctors have just told her that her lungs are affected-that there's a spot or them." she said. And they've ordered her off to California fol the winter. She's to go into some sanitarium. it seems, and she's ,st worried to death about poor little Jean. She wants to take her witt her. and she hasn't soul in tho world who'll look after her. She thought perhaps you could go. Yol could take Jean through her first grade work, too. being teacher .
 Aunt Gertrude paused for breath having rattled all this off without stopping.
 Robbie stared at her with hel wide beautifully-set eyes tha looked like amber in the sunligh of the front porch.
 Why why" she stammered Over her lovely face there went ,