The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1933-05-18
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: cont Know that: MOunle. I've been
wanting 10 talk 10 you about TINS.
Please let me. I've got 50 much.
great deal more than | need. II
you'd only"
She. interrupted him. You mean
let you give us money? You know
| cant DO that" Suddenly she telt
the kecnest anger toward him Her
eyes flashed. II know you mean to
he kind-rm sure you DO. she
said cUldly "But after all. wc
can't take charity. No. well mud
die along the best We can"
lie was offended she could see
that. Pcrvcrsely she WAS glad.
How dared anyone offer her char.
ity? She wouldn't have 1t. All
The pent-up resentment ana bitter
ness of the past weeks wclicd up
in her.
ITS bad enough TO be poor" she
said. her breast heaving. her voice
. LilIthpIIuS. " IAHpHt ''"' i''S I'fp''
plying yOu-"
"Moun!e." The SOUND of ner
name. spoken so. brought her up
sharp. You know you're talking
nonsense. No one pities You. It's
envy most OF US feel"
"Envy?" She was surprised ont
OF her mood. tears trembling on
the ends of her lashcs.
Il said Just that and mean H."
announced the tall man sLrid:nG
beside her. "A home like youls-
a mother like that-the simple
goodness OF the life you've led. |
tell you 1t did something 10 me
when first | encountered it,"
Monnie was abashed. There was
10 mistaking the sincerity OF his
tone.
when came here last year"
Charles EustaCe said quietly, medi-
tatively, almost as though speaking
TO himself. Il was pretty much all
in. Didn't have much faith in any
thing. | was out of tune with this
country. Id been away so long.
Then Uncle asked me If I'd like TO
vegctate in his old house. | was
in no state 10 decide things for my.
self. Kong packed me up and
broughqm me here. | hadn't been here
long when | met you-all OF you.
| thought yours was the happlest.
the incest sort Of family ID ever
met.
Il don't remember my mother.
She died when 1 was four. My
father was a busy doctor In New
York. seldom saw him and was
sent away to prep school when |
was very young. The only home
life I'd ever known I'd read about
and | didn't really believe in II.
Then | discovered your house
where everybody seemed genuine
ly fond OF everybody else and tried
to help. | hope" finished Charles
stiffly, that don't sound like a
sentimental fool but honestly 1t
did something to me-gave me
something | needed. Faith-some-
thing like that don't know. And
you talk about being pitied!"
MONNIE. ashamed but stubborn.
+N said, Then you pretend to
think money doesn't count? That's
because you've always had so much
of 1t. You've never had to worry
about where the interest money
was coming from or cry yourself to
sleep because the girls at school
made fun OF your old coat"
His voice was gentle now. II do
know It's important. But it's not
all. It smooths life, makes 1t easy
and comfortable. But it doesn't buy
affection or the kind OF happiness
that makes life worth living. 1t
doesn't make you glad to wake up
in the morning. Some day, perhaps,
I'll tell you what It means TO real.
lie you're glad you're alive after
months of staring at black wall"
brick building formerly owned by
and known as the Ben Mills Store
Room, and runs thence with the
center Of said wall in straight
line extending in an eastward di-
rection to the old Barker line,
now McAdoo's line, GO 1-2 feet;
thence with the Old Barker line