Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-01
THE EVENING STORY
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the Summitville streets in the yellow
cur.
For a couple of years she had a
delightful time. The more money she
spent the more ways she found OF
spending ii. In the beginning e20,oee
had seemed q hmItless sum- And
anyway she had to live up to what
| was expected OF heR She did live
up to 1t, and more.
Meanwhile, Homer kept on working.
He had never given up the little
house on Meadow street. nor vented
| IT. He always had an excuse ready
when Isabel begged him to sell.
I'm sort of sentimental about e."
he sighed. 1T was our first houe."
And Isabel let him have his own way,
for he was very generous with her
and lenient in all else. But $40. 600
cannot last forever when It Is being
| constantly drawn upon.
There came a day though whein
| Isabel received a polite note from the
| bank saying that she had overdrawn
her balance. She was stunned.
What shall we do now?" she de-
manded of Homer. ut can't be we've
touched bottom. But IL we have you'll
! have to sell the old house"
| For once Homer displayed a firm
| ness that astopished her.
NO" he said. I'm keep the old
house. That's n right I reserve. But
| you can get more money to splurge
on by placing a mortgage on this"
Unfortunately Isabel never dreamed
Of that day Of reckoning-when the
| interest must be paid She didn't have
| the money and Homer had mono for
| her. Isabel fioundered for Il while
| nearly a year, then she put second
| mortgage on the house.
All this time it was getting harder
and harder to keep up with the Tar
| boxes, who were making a great deal
of money just then. Her collapse from
| malaria and the departure OF the
| TarboXes occurred almost simultaIl-
| eously. The Tarboxes had gone to
| other fields. where they could set
more for their money. The doctor ad-
vised a sanitarlum for Isabel. but
| Homer took things into his own hands
| by removing her TO the old house.
| which was dry and warm. The old
! Norris place had reeked with miasnna.
| But Isabel was done with 1t forever
| because the mortgage was foreclosed
| forthwith.
In the old house Isabel grew rapidly
| well, but she was subdued forever
| Homer went calmly back and forth to
| his work as if nothing had happened.
An auction took most of the Norris
| house furniture, the car was sold at
| half price and the wreck Of high for
| tune was nearly complete.
Isabel, however. blamed Homer for
| it all until one day he brought her
home a little book and asked her TO
| read the story it contained It was a
| fairy tale of Grimm and II told of
another Isabel whose discomfort had
led her to the top of the world, whence
| she had fallen with a great smash.
| The picture OF the distracted fisher
man standing beside the sea and call
| ing up the enchanted fish might have
stood for Homer's self-"For my wife.
| Dame Isabel. wishes what / scarce
| dare tellv' She was. in very truth.
| Dame Isabel and like the f1shern&n's
| disconnected wife. she found herself
in the very place she had started
| from.
| Isabel pondered the story q long
| time. She never mentioned It to
| Homer, but thereafter she was a
much more reasonable, gentle and I'M
complaining woman.
| THE END.
Copyright 1926.)