The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-05-02

ARJORY VANE tagged home
MI reluctantly from the den
1Vk fists. She had gone there
much too early for her ao
p0intment because there was a certain
quiet corner and pile of magazines
available. Even when the drill was
busy with her tooth she continued to
recall story she had just read Il
was about girl who had wonder.
full mother.
Mrs Eane glanced up as her daugh.
ter entered She SAT curled upon the
davenport embroiderine motif on
white linen. Mrs vane was always
embrOidering. for her eyeSight was
perfect. Besides. she had beautiful
hands.
"See what a LOT I've done to Gen
evieve's dress !" she began ~ can
just fancy how sweet she will look In
it Genevieve was the daughter of
Marjory's Older sister, the married
Lucia. Lucia was replica of Mrs
Vane and Genevieve was replica OF
Lucia. In her daughter and grand
daughter Mrs Vane saw herself re
peated with fiattering effect. It NAV
be added that she never bestowed any
of her handiwork upon Marjory.
81 suppose" Marjory said. 81 may
as well prepare lunch. Have you any
plans for 1t, mOther?"
Mrs. Vane thoughtfully rubbed her
nose with her gold thimble.
There's can of salmon" she said
II don't know what else Get what
ever you find. I'm not hungry. Be
sides. | want to finish this leaf while
I'm at it."
For the next fifteen minutes Mar
jory worked rather desperately to
evolve tasty meal out of the ma
terials at hand. AS usual. her mother
had forgotten to hang out the ice
card and the refrigerator was empty
A few flies were rampant in the din.
ing room and must be subdued. The
tablecloth was soiled. Marjory longed
to change it. but the laundry bill was
big enough as it was. There were
crumbs under the table and some
flowers had dropped their petals on
the buffet.
At Marjory's Invitation Mrs. vane
strOlled out casually. She was a
plump. smooth. blond woman In blue
Marjory was thin. quiet dark young
girl IL tan.
did Miss Baker call up while I
was gomez" Marjory asked. passing
the salad TO her mother.
NO" Mrs. vane helped herself
bountifuIIy. You've made 1t look
quite tempting. dear. Can't be she
means to ask you"
NO" Marjory looked into the dis
lance. 81 was-pretty sure she
wouldn't But | hoped"
"It doesn't matter, of course" Mrs.
Vane said comfortably.
Marjory crumbled her bread absent
ly. 1t did matter. perilousIy to her.
that Miss Barker had not asked her
along with the other girls. Julia and
Frances and Elizabeth. Why-why
had she not? What had she done
that nice girls like Julia and Frances
Stunned her. that lovely women like
Miss Barker did not ask her to their
homes? Suddenly she remembered the
story she had read. The herOine's
mother. like Frances, like Eliza.
bebth's and the homes of these girls
She compared Julia's dining room with
this. Elizabeth's living room with the
room beyond the Japanese pOrtieres
Yet what had these things to do with
herself? If only she knew!
YOU'RE not crying over it. hope !!
A little thing like that" Mrs. vane
said. "Your face will look pretty for
the club meeting this afternoon"
I'm not going to the club. It's only
makeshift. I'm going to stay home
and"-think things out. was what she
could have added.
Mrs. vane shrugged her plump
shoulders. "Suit yourself" she re-
marked. dryly.
After her mother had dressed and
gone to play bridge for the whole aft
cI1lOO1 WdSiCo tiC duu
put the small apartment in order
Then she sat down on the daven-
port. set her square chin in her palms
and proceeded to think things out.
They had money enough. she and
her mOther-father had seen to that
by leaving them large life insur
ance. She herself was not silly or self.
ish or boystruck. Yet at the school
she attended she was not popular. A
few times she had felt that marve-
lous friendship was dawning In her
life, but the girl would come once to
the apartment-and that would end
1t. Elizabeth Craven's mother had
called and nothing had come of it.
Once Marjory had asked girl to