The Washington times., 1929-02-12

carried by truant summer
breeze. The fence on one side
was completely hidden by holly
hooks and morning glories of all
colors; and in charming disarray
there grew cosmos, phlox, poppies,
daisies, n1arigolds, zinnias, four
o'clocks, asterS. sweet-williams-
all the old.fashioned flowers that
delighted the hearts Of our
grandmothers. 1t had been al
lowed to seed itself, so that when
one plant died, there was always
another to take its place.
Its lovely" said the Angel
softly, ''it looks like a garden
God might have made"
They walked on to the gate.
What are you doing this after
noon" queried the Angel
II am going to the LimberlOst
to take pictures of some orchids;
there is a large patch of them
near Freckle's rOom-want to
come along?"
Surely. I'll go have lunch
with Dad, and then I'll be- back"
Never mind coming back. I'll
-
O'clock" promised the Bird Woman
as she went into the house.
1t was just little country town,
nestled beside the old Wabash
river, and the Angel walked the
three blocks to the Bank, of which
her father was president and
cashier. She walked directly back
to her fathers room, and found
him sitting at his desk with his
head in his hands.
Hello, Dad-what's up? Last
oil we'll come in a dry hole, or
something?"
The Angels Dad rose and kissed
her.
"Not a thing wrong-go TO
lunch with me?"
That's what / came for, Dad"
He put on his hat, and they went
out together. The Angel was in
her hare head as usual. Her
Dad said she only bought hats so
she could carry them. or give
them away.
They went into the village
restaurant, and sat down at a
secluded table. The Angel studied
hair above hts ears was showing
considerable gray. and his fore.
head had few new wrinkles hut
that was to be expected at his
age. What worried the Angel
was the look in his eyes. usually
a brilliant blue, today they were
a sort of dull gray with no lights
in them at all.
Come, Dad, out with it-sone.
things wrong-you can't fool me-"
well, to tell the truth, it's
you"
The Angel looked surprised.
''Me?" thought I was a model
chee-idl--T say my prayers at
night. and brush my teeth in the
morning - what more do YOU
want?"
But her Dad was not in a
Kidding" mood.
Really I'm serious When You
were little managed you all
right. when you were away at
college I was beastly lonely. but
my one consoling thought was
that you were being nroperly
educated and trained" He broke
a roll. buttered a small piece,
and nunched 1t thoughtfully.
And now that I'm home again,
why am SO much worse to take
rare of now than I was before
I left? can weep on your
shoulder Just the same"
Because YOU are older. nv
dear: YOU are no longer child.
you are young lady: YOUR
problems are not the samei there's
quite difference"
The waitress served their meal,
end when she had gone. he con-
,ttnued. "I don't know about your
clothes. or about the parties YOU
should give or attend Girls YOUR
ace. it seems to me need a
woman"
"Oh so you want to marry
the Bird Woman. and are using
me for an Alibi!" They both
laughed.
You're very sagacious. my
dear. TIL admit I've heen lonely
these past 1S wears since YOUR
mother died. YOU wore onl' ?,
you know when she left rs"
The Angel sohered instantly
Forgive me. Dad. how selfish
i've been. OF course YOU have
been terribly lonesome. why