The Washington times., 1930-09-16
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these people that she wasn't
taking their foolish red tape
the least bit seriously. Her SOM
in-law was dead God rest him,
and her daughter, poor child,
was being hela until after the
inquest and all. The ponderouS
law must take It's course, and
q person had to put UP with 1t
!. But Cathie calling her
mama" made her forget all
that. 1t took her back SO far
=. made her realize SO vividly
i. Her girl, her little. girl. in
this place.
Her tears rained on Cathie's
curly head, -.
'TYou shouldn't have come
here" Catnie said, tlickly.
Mary Paige tried. to answer,
. shook her head. Cathie watched
her, sick with shame. Saw her
mothers bent, humble head,
her good black dress, the black
silk gloves.
Mourning Garb
Black. Ma was wearing
black too.. For her son-in-iaw
who was dead, or her daughter
whom they took to jail? Ma,
your veil is all crooked" she
said gently. It was the veil Ma
had worn long ago, for her
dead husband.
1T doesn't matter" Mary
Paige said brokenly. II only put
it: on. to hide my face. The.
the shock. II can't look at
people yet, Cathie."
Cathie looked down at her
own hands, folded in her lap.
They looked strange to her. be-
cause they were ringless. She
had left her rings in q, jewel
box that night. She thought:
'sWho'd ever think that / who
was home with Ma in Clara
Street year ago would be here
now, IN JAIL. and Ma with
me-.
She said, Ma, it was good of
you to come"
And who'd come If not your
lnother?'
Cathie's chin quivered, down
went her head again on the
dear, comforting shoulder. She
thought of that line from Kip
pling. "and if I were hanged
on the highest hill.
Il know whose love would fol.
low me still. :"
Yes, Ma, would come, even
even If she were hanged, on the
highest hill. :.
Not to Blame
Ma, you know that I don't
know anything about it? That
they're just keeping me, here
to ask r1e-queStiorl
"Cathie, my little girl"
Mas arms around her again,
Mas arms giving comfort.
The blessed tears coming to
Cath1e, cooling her burning eyes,
unlooSening the tightness in her
heart. .. Ma, you're so good
$50 good. Oh, / can't ever
make UP to you. and 1 tried.
Hush. child. Darlin'. don't
worry. It will be all right"
Ma. it wasn't my fault, really,
that I'm disgracing you. I
couldn't help it that he"
7 know, darlin'-I know
Ma, ne was SO god to me so
good -
Il know. There, there, child
DON'T cry-don't cry SOL"
Ma, it seems so sort of cruel
that I can't be-sort of sitting
with him, now. He'd have liked
It. ho7e he can't know what's
happening. to me. That's
the only comfort I have. know.
ing he'll never know. And
thinking of what DR.. Builcch
sa1d-that he was going to die
anyway. And / haven't any.
thing to reproach myself for,
really. except that I. :. that I :"
Naughty Sister
NO, she couldn't tell it. her
love for Gordon Moore.
Excent what, Cathie, darlir'q
Cath'e, if you've hesn good
Cathte, it wasn't on account of
you that ""y1ec'-~ t~or tl>et 9oor
mans, life? Thet-thst Mrs. ,
Hennessy said"
No. not was a liz .'.'t
told you it wss. We never had
a cross word. He loved me
and I ! tried to love him,
though I never got over wish.
i1g-wishing hadn't. married
him!"
MY cathie, my r5oor child,
Don't cry so. You'll be sick.
just Close vour eves-here's nv
l1ankie. See. it's one Of +he
fine cne1 you ra-~ M. with
ear de- c~1c~ne on ST."
L, the f0orvrcy tNa rnatron
coughed. "Zyour sister is here,
Mrs. Farnswo~t'N,"' che said.
Cathie lifted her heavy head.
There was Ruth. wearing that
silvery green dress she had
made last summer to please
Mr.. Browning. under new
gray coat. Welt" Ruth said.
This is a great reunion!"
Cathie nodded and wiped her
eyes.
1--WE been talking to Mr..
Browning's fri md Mr.. Fprmcr +"
Ruth ratified IN narvou~l". "He
says we're in for a nrettv roe~-
He says Csth'~ T. r~c"-'. ,'.--'~+
suspicion, cen you '~'7~'n~
that?"
No, Ruth. no! My Cathie. :.
Win tnld .von? I'll talk IN