The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-03-30
CHAPTER Nv

at the end Of January. Mother accom-
panied him, leaving behind her all sort
of instructions and worries and
prophecies The matter Of JAMES, re-
turn to college had been the subject
Of many discussions. jamie had been
firm. She didn't want to go back this
year.
Father understands" jamie was
sitting close to Mother on hassock
beside her chair. "And I will go on"
she promised. "I'll send for my books
and study every day. Doctor Warden
will help me with Latin and l can
read French with Professor Mantell."
Il wish you wouldn't go there"
Mother fretted. "Those Mantells are
shiftless and not even decently Clean"
Hell help me with French" jamie
tried not to be indignant. because it
was Mothers last night at home. II
can take the exams next fall and go
on with my class. / couldn't bear it
to be so far away from home"
Mother sighed and looked as though
it was all too dreadful to be endured.
you'll write to us every day."
jamie implored with her arms around
Mothers neck.
"Every day." Mother promised.
sand telegraph" Celia added, "as
soon as the"
They couldn't speak of the opera
ton. They chung together in the up
stairs hall, Mother and Celia and
JAMIE, faced with an uncertain future,
wondering if ever they would all be
happy again.
you'll have to be careful about
money" Mother said with a worried
frown. II did want a nice wedding
for Celia" wistfully.
AS though it would matter, jamie
thought, what kind of wedding you
had If you were getting married to
Hugh.
Don't worry about that" Celia re-
linquished orange blossoms and satin
train and tunnel of awning in front
of the church. "We must think only
of Father" She looked noble and self
sacrificing with tears on her lashes
and shadows under her eyes.
you're so brave. darling" Mother
marveled. And somehow it seemed
more wonderful that Celia should re-
llnquish the satin train than that
JAMIE should study alone. JAMES, gal
lantry was silent. Celia's came with
a blowing Of trumpets and beating
of many drums.
Mrs. Quillen was reinstalled in the
old brick house. Life settled into a
quiet routine. Hugh was kept very
busy. The flu epidemic had crept
through Vine and Juniper streets I'D
into the Square.
you're working too hard" Celia
said one day with pretty air of con-
Germ.
II must" The angle OF Hugh's Jaw
was lean and square and determined.
Cant you 60 out to Dolly's with
me tonight?" Celia sat on the arm of
his chair. twisting around her finger
a lock Of his rumpled bright hair.
81 can't darling. I'd flop on the
table and snore."
There's no use killing yourself"
Celia's expression was fretful.
cit was my fault" The vein In
Hugh's forehead was throbbing.
that's morbid. Hugh"
"It's honest. at any rate" He was
looking at her strangely. Celias ex-
preston changed.
81 know. darling" she said softly.
you're sweet, Hugh"
do you love me. Cellar He pulled
her down into his arms.
"Of course" She looked up at him
and smiled. She wore her saint
Cecilia" expression. Beneath 1t she
thrilled at the worship in his eyes. 1t
gave her again that thrilling sense of
power. If you were beautiful you
could take what you wanted from
life
aust me. mean,' Hugh continued
earnestly. mot the money my ia
Their left or"
"Hugh" Her eyes reproached him.
There was In her expression hint
Of the hidden lovellness which held