New Britain herald., 1927-08-12

| Sally rang their door-bell, and
after two or three minutes she rang
again.
"Oh, why don't they answer" she
asked herself impatiently. They
must know I know they're here
with that car standing in the
! street." And Just then the inner
door gave click and she opened 1t
Beau and Mabel had taken tiny
flat on the top floor Of the building
By the time Sally reached the top
| she was out of breath and her knees
ached.
What a high mountain you live
on" she was beginning cheerfully,
when the sight of Mabel's face, as
she opened the door, stopped her.
| Mabel had been crying. Her small,
! tilted nose was quite scarlet at the
| end, and there were pink rims
around her eyes. Water wave combs
in her black hair and layer of cold
| cream on her tear-stained face did
not improve her appearance the
/ least bit.
Come in," she shifted. I'm get
! ting myself something to eat
| And then, without stopping to
show Sally her new domain with a
brides delight in her home, she
stalked straight through the small
rooms to the tiny kitchen at the
back.
She was boiling four potatoes In a
gallon of water on the stove, and
some bread, sliced almost an inch
thick, was piled on plate on the
| table.
! Beside it was a glass bowl OF but
| ter and the butter had toast crumbs
all over it.
Here, let me help you get things
ready" offered Sally, taking all this
in with one sweep of her blue eyes.
'Have you an apron?"
Mabel had one. 1t was stained
with egg and coffee, but it was,
nevertheless, an apron. Sally put it
| on and went to work, emptying out
most of the water from the potato
kettle, trimming off the edges of
the bread slices. scraping the toast
crumbs from the butter.
What else are you going to
| have"' she asked when she had
, done that. What kind of meat have
you?'
-the-thore isn't any meat"
| Mabel answered, and her voice
shook.
No meat, thought Sally, for young
Beau had thought nothing OF put
ting away a pound of it at a meal
when he lived at home'
/ "Eggs?" she asked. remembering
that Beau would eat an omelet, al
though he grllmb led about having to
eat eggs when what he wanted was
sirloin steak or three pork chops AS
the man of the family, he had usu-
ally had what he wanted, too.
'The-there aren't any eggs"
walled Mabel, and put her head
down in to her hands and began to
sob wildly.
Sally leaned over her little sister
in-law- and patted her small. shak-
ing shoulders.
+ well, that's nothing to have
Mysteries over, Mabsy,' she said.
where's Beau"
At that Mabel began to sob more
wildly than before.
Il don't know" she walled. "He
walked out on me Il few minutes
aso-because there wasn't any meat
for supper"
She stopped crying after a minute,
and seemed to be thinking over her
wrongs. Then she said: THE low
hound dog" with great venom, and
seemed to feel better.
DO you think he'll be back
soon?" asked Sally. Cur fathers
coming home tonight. You know
mother wired him about Mile, and
he'll be here at 10 O'Clock. Mother
wanted You and Beau to go and
| meet him in the car to show him
how well were getting along-how
we'll Beau's getting along, I mean"
How well Beau's getting along"
Mabel repeated with great scorn.
/ How We'll Beaus getting along. I'd
laugh At that if I didn't feel so much
| like crying or swearing. Yes, I said
swearing, Sally Jerome. I'm lust
mad through and through at your
brother. And I don't know whether