Evening star., 1928-06-13
Furniture.

Kerr, brokers. This was her last
day at home. Tomorrow she
~ would be earning money with
which to transform her shabby.
unsatisfying home into q shining. ele-
CANT one. Today she must get tne
clothes of the three--Eloise, Tom ana
Margaret the Wee--ready, as WeIl as
her own and those OF Tom, ST, Sne
would work out all the details or her
nIans foday-Systematize everything.
Then when she was business woman
things would go smoothly. She was
ulttinr breakfast on when the tele-
phone rang. A worried voice reacheo
her ear.
This is Therese Knox. Willard has
the earache. / would like to consult
YOU before you 60"
Margaret Grew called to the three
getting dressed in the warm natnroon' com
your breakfast is all ready, BARNS.
TIL be back before you go TO school,
nrohablv. But I have to run over 10
Mrs. Knox's now for a few minutes.
A doleful wall from Tom. L thought
YOU were going to help me With tnat
hard exercise for my fiddleF
Marqaret ran down in her little pet
ticoat. Mum! You said you'd fix my
sweater"
ssWell-but willard Knox has a bad
earache. I'll be back II possibly can
before it's time for you TO go 10
school" w...,,,
the half block to the Knox house. Inc
children were too awfully depenoentl
Well-after today
MRS. Knox in perfect coat and per-
feet hat met her in living room with
perfect walls, perfect furniture, perfect
rugs. Margaret had envied her nelgn-
Dor these perfect things long enough,
mentally. Now she was taking 10 ac-
fion. She was going TO have things
INST as beautiful in her house or know
the reason why. No more old-fashioned,
scratched, dowdy tables and chairs; no
more shabby rugs, stained dark walls
sTf voiIr environment doesn't please
vcr change It," Thanks, Mr.. Emer-
son 7 will" was Margaret's response.
'sTTl get a lob, earn money, buy things.
Tears came into Mrs. KnoXs eyes
when she spoke Of willard, 2. in ms
bed. "I hate leaving him, she salo,
"But I have so many obligations,
can't afford to miss day at the store'
daren't lose my position. You see
7 hayent-havent half paid for my
things" a..
she indicated with a gesture the
beautiful apuointments of her house.
MARGARET tiptoed into Willard's small,
trnnnaeI,Iate room The soft blue blanket
vr~ifhed as A sufoll figure beneath 1t
tvitched and moarfed. Margaret patted
the small brown head tossing on the
pillow.
IN choked boy voice. .
@Of course not" Margaret comforted.
sand she doesn't want to 90. But she
has to. SO here I am, Aunty Margaret,
willard. and have some warm, sweet
stuff that win make your earache BET
ter. and we'll read and play games ana
have q good time" She smiled at MRS.
Knox, looking with wide. miserable Syes
4t the figure on the bed. Wen nave
. good time she repeated, brigEay
nodding at mother and son.
The street door closed and she was
alone with the sick child. II was q
stubborn earache and did not yield 70
sweet oil, hot plate, and 50 on. She
had TO leave him once 70 answer the |
telephone Eloise was calling.
Mother, Tom went long before II
was time. I Just know he'll get In |
with that gang dad doesn't like. And !
he didn't practice. tried To mend !
Mzrgaret's sweater and didn't get |
my theme done. win you be here for
lunch7"
I'm not sure. EIoise. But II I'm
not there's plenty Of bread and butter |
and peanut butter and milk and some |
oranges. You know. after tomorrow
you'n have to get along without me
for bunch"
eyes. I know" EIoise sighed and
hung up the receiver.
Margaret returned to the sick child.
Yes, his temperature was rising She
must caIl a doctor. She would call
her own, not bother Tferese Knox,
trying to keep her mind on the selling
Of elaborate and expensive gowns a
Van Arsda1e's Department Store. an
hours ride downtown. The doctor
came. left medicine. directions, said he
would return In the afternoon The
day went painfully on. Margaret found
herself after a time oppressed by the
shining beauty Of the house. Ii seemed
heaxtiess. without particle Of concern
fer o suffering little boy.
In the afternoon the doctor looked
grave.
@Hage 70 lance IT," he said.
Margaret held the child with his
hot. clinging little hands and his si1ud-
dering, fearful body. OF course, shortly
after the operation the pain was gone.
In his beautiful bed the child, exhaust
ed. slept Margaret sat down TO wait
She had not had time all day TO
think Of her three. Nov she had and
wondered IL they had had a really
nourishing lunch, IL they had handker-
chiefs, IL Margaret the second had re-
naembered this was her day for music
leEB0n. GuDDCSe the electric Iflhf in