Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-09-17
THE EVENING
STORY
Granny Marries for Money.


Granny. dear. what would you do II
you had to choose between marrying
for love and little money and marrying
for money and little love. If you thought
YOU might come in time to love the one
with the money? What would you do?"
asked Mary Ellen Jameson as she slid
into a comfortable position on the arm
of her grandmother's chair and affec-
tionately slipped an arm around Grand
mother Jamieson's shawled shoulders.
Grandmother Jameson said nothing
for a moment. Her eyes. 1t seemed TO
Mary Ellen, were fastened on her hands,
which lay folded in her lap. They
were hands that had met some of the
callousness of life and showed it; they
we're wrinked hands that played va
liant part in a life full OF many hard.
ships and disappointments. They had
been in their time industrious. busy.
energetic hands that had spun. woven,
cooked, sewed. washed and hundred
other things tor pioneer family of
Is. Through many trying years they
had protected and served the IA jamie
son children guided them through
childhood and youth to the threshold
of unsullied wcmanhood and manhood.
And now. as they lay in Grandmother
Jamieson's lap, after job well done.
their owner was gazing at them. 1t
seemed, with reverence and not little
pride.
Mary Ellen gave Grandmother Jami-
eson an endearing hug.
I'll bet you're thinking about some
thing, granny, DEAR" she said. is IT
about my question:"
We'll. yes. dear child. II Is. / was
thinking Just how'd answer It,"
"IJOw uy0tlld yr0II GRANNY DEAR Marv
Ellen asked eagerly.
Mary for money and love-" said
Grandmother Jameson: Il did.
Why granny, you married for
money? You're just trying to appear
modern. You know"
Yes. Mary Ellen, know that Jim
Jameson was about as poor as field
mouse when I married him. and that
he never did have much. but just the
same married him for his money and
got it,
There was a twinkle in Grandmother
Jamieson's eyes as she glanced up at
her granddaughter.
"You old dear" said Mary Ellen. en-
phasizing her words with another af-
fectionate hug. This is too deep for
me- You'll have to explain your theo-
ries of marriage. I'll bet they're old
fashioned, after all, but they sound
mighty modern"
"Well. it was Just like this" said
Grandmother Jameson. dropping into
a reminiscent mood IT was tie sixth
in a family Of IA. and if you know any
thing about what family of IA ener-
getic, growing children needs, you'll
know what problem it was to provide
for us all. especially since my father
was what people called comparatively
poor man and worked hard and long
for living. And although We always
had a good, substantial roof over our
heads and plenty of good food to eat,
shoes and clothes were different mat
ter. When it came to them we had to
use a little ingenuity and do lot of
matching and patching and measuring.
When one of us outgrew our ward
robe mothers deft hands rejuvenated
and remade the trousers and dresses
ard they we're handed on to the next
youngest member.
But we couldn't make and remake
our shoes. so they were almost lux
ury.- And as often as not ] was with
out pair of my own.
We'll. to make the story short, Jim
Jameson and 1 we're sweethearts. Al
ways had been. I guess. One evening
Jim came around and after actin kind
OF queer asked me 10 marry MIN. IL
ives one of those times when circurn-
stances had left me without pair Of
shoes, and it looked like I wouldn't
have any for while had been going
around in just plain, old-fashioned
house slippers. I said to myself that
| this would be about my only chance to
get some shoes, so I took Jim jamie
son at his word We we're married, and
right away / made Jim buy me pair
of shoes 1t took the last $685. he had.
But married him for it and. got it."
why. Granny Jameson. you h.
golddigger!" laughed Mary Ellen.
"Well I did marry him for his money
indirectly, didn't II"
Eyes. but, then. YOU married for love,
too. granny, dear"
mo one could have been happier
than me and Jim Jameson" said
Grandmother Jameson. You can't
live on love alone, although Jim and
me came as near it as any one know.
But he had to buy me pair Of shoes
once in while"
Mary Ellen gave her grandmother
hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Yes. you dear thing. think I see.
There's Bob now on the phone. I'm
going to ask him over tonight. and
maybe he'll unburden himself, although
l really don't reed pair of shoes"
The End