Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1934-10-20

It's SIMPLY ABNORMAL Tor q man s.
live IS Chris Is doing. BsIly's naothal
went on. @His health VIII break un.
DER It. WIN says 80. He's simply Dor.
ing into his profession 70 keep hls mand
occupied, and when he isn1 working
he's running the club on devottng him
self 20 that child. An attractive yogEne
wife would be hts salvation. But IL ne
doesn't get her pretty soon he neveF
VIII. It win be too late"
I'm afraid 80. Aguriel's mother said
but there's nothing any one can 10
about 1t. The first years after Iuio-
genes death tried hard enough %
find the right wife for Chris I was
always introducing him 10 nice girls.
even brought some Of my nieces on
from Boston. But he wouldn't look &C
them. and now he's Just a squirrel IN 3
cage. and not getting anywhere. Lets
90 In. feel chilled"
They left and I sat still, hoping her
chill would be q hard one. had kind
Of chill myseh--a cold. sticky one that
craw1ed down my back. Those women
thought was hurting Daddy. They
Thought be would break down II be
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look after him. They thought was
being selfish. They talked about emp
ty cups" as Il Daddy had been beg
gar holding up tin cup on a street
corner.
The more thought about what they.
had said the sicker I felt. It didn't
seem possible that they could be right.
and yet suppose even grown-ups are
right sometimes. try to have an open
mind as my dear English teacher, Miss
Spencer, is always telling the class tol
have. realize that they might be
right, now.
need not point out 10 the gentle
reader the terrible position IN which ]
found myself. Up till now Chgiss Spence
er says we must say up to now, so I 90,
but don't think there's any sense IN
it, had Always gone to Daddy with
any question that bothered me, ard
Daddy and had talked it over TIL we
got at the truth Of it, Daddy had said.
when we began this. Il am handicapped
by age, and you are stin somewhat
young. But Just the same. June. when
you and put our combined inteliects
on problem, that problem sinks away
with its tail between its legs"
He meant that he and / could think
out anything together and 80 we could
But nov, for the first time, / could not
take problem to Daddy. he might
augh at it. He might be annoyed by
It. But he would not discuss it. felt
perfectly sure Of that. He would ten
me TO forget it" And when he tells
ne that, Ia a queer kind Of tone and
With q different look Ia his eyes, I for
get just as quickly as can.
So / could not go 10 Daddy. Here was
something I had to think out by my~s
Ielf, and no lines that Cicero ever wT5tas
we're anything like as hard. My head
Rhirled. felt queer and choky Some
hing like indigestion seemed to be GO
ng on inside Of me. But Of course it
wasn't indigestion. It was mental
train.
Daddy came out on the veranda
Jretty soon and took me home, his /
mind full Of the last rubber he had
llayed. He told me In strict confidence
hat God never had meant Mtriel Jack
on's father to play contract, but that !
6trr1eIs father didn't know this and /
continued his 'abortive" efforts. BE
aid he had to return to the clubhouse (
o teach Muriel's father the difference I
etween little slam and jar Of wat {
rmelon pickles Then he kissed me {
God night and went back to the club /
ouse, and guess he did teach Aduriel's {
ather; for MllrieI told me the next
lorning that her father was simply d
battered at breakfast. I
at school had to give my mind TO S
srious things like lessons Daddy is q
cry strict about study. He says the q
'rews have always been a brilliant lot. !
rst In peace, first in war, and first in .
leir Latin lessons. He said If I ever r
anne home from school with a G or d {
q my report he would escort me and 0
le report to the nearest blizzard and
srish there with us. &