The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-04-27

"About twelve" jamie answered,
wondering II it could possibly be true
that Father was coming home.
"Thlnk I'll stay" the old man said,
IF l won't be bother"
you're never a bother" JAMIE en-
braced him warmly. She couldn't help
hugging people today.
Hugh come in during the morning
with a man who carried box.
"What is it?" jamie asked.
"This is my present for the Doctor"
Hugh smiled at her sparkling eyes.
"a radio"
"You think Of everything, Hugh"
She chung for moment to his arm.
"You taught me, young fellow"
The radio was installed in the room
which had once been the parlor. jamie
surveyed 1t with some satisfaction.
ut does look cheerful" she said.
TITS great" Hugh agreed.
"We'll try to make up to him for
everything"
Il can, if you'll help me-" He held
her close. you're very good little
egg"
mot that" she said very softly.
Call me darling Hugh"
Darling" he whispered with his lips
against her hair.
They were lost to the rest of the
world. They did not hear the front
door open and close. They were total
ly unaware Of an audience until a
voice asked from the doorway:
"Can't you lavish a little of that on
me?"
Celia was standing between the por-
there's, Celia family tanned from the
California sun, Celia in smart new
suit and buckled slippers and man.
moth corsage of violets.
jamie ran to meet her. They chung
to each other, both talking at once.
Hugh was forgotten for moment.
He lit cigarette. He said nothing at
ALL
"My husband had to stop at the
office" Celia, before the mirror, re-
paired the ravages Of Janies enthusi-
astic greeting. "He sent me on in a
taxi"
Your husband!" jamie echoed. ut
seems SO strange" She searched
Celia's face to see If she were really
happy. She appeared to be. Celia
looks like the cat that swallowed the
canary, jamie thought. There are
feathers all over her chin.
"We're going to be friends, Hugh?"
Celia extended slim gloved hand.
"Of course" Hugh took the hand
she offered, bent to kiss her lightly
on the cheek. "The tan is becoming"
he said. "You look almost real"
"Tom adores beaches" Celia re-
marked with the wifely air of criticiz.
ing her husband in the most dulcet Of
tones. Hes as brown as an Indian"
did you know Father and Mother
were coming home today?" JAMIE, to
the detriment of the violets, was en-
bracing Celia again.
what little cyclone you are!"
Celia gently disentangled JAMES, arms.
''Tom knew. He simply dragged me
away from California. We flew part
Of the distance. Tom is a masterful
man."
Celia looked to be happy. She
greeted Tom prettily when he arrived
half an hour later at the old brick
house. Tom was obviously very proud
Of his beautiful wife. It was quite
as obvious that he did not intend to
let her rule him. His manner towards
Celia was still half tender and half
teasing. A good thing for Celia, jamie
thought, and blessed good thing for
Tom.
They all talked at once. In the ex-
element, the real event Of the day was
temporarily overshadowed. Celia, since
her first birthday, had contrived, on
every occasion, to hold the center Of
the stage.
The clock was striking twelve when
Great-uncle Charlie bounced into the
room.
They're coming" he announced
with his air of suppressed excitement
increased hundredfold. my sainted
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