The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-01-17

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daughter.
But to the 19-year-old Ellen the
golden-haired. blue-eyed child was
like an angel from heaven. Al
though in the ensuing 18 years she
had presented her husband with
four other children, three of them
boys. not one was as dear to the
mothers heart as Treasure.
Her beauty, which had developed
like a flower in the sun of her
mothers devotion, was the pride of
Ellens life. Left in a founding S
home at birth by her own chorus
girl mother, adopted out at IA to
work for the McGuires where she
had met Mike the warm-hearted
response Of Treasures affection was
the only tenderness Ellen had ever
known.
Her other children were copying
their fathers attitude to their
mother almost before they were out
Of her arms, but Treasure was
loyal and loving.
Never mind, mama, we can
manage some way" had been her
childish response many times when
the burden of life seemed more than
the older woman could bear. She
had repeated it again that night on
her return from the dance. But Ellen
was unable 20 sleep for worrying.
How could a girl of 18 and a boy
Is support family of SKIP"
1T can't be DONE" she thought.
But if they were older or I weren't
so sick I'd be glad if never had to
see him again.
THE bedroom door opened quietly
i to admit Treasure looking like
a little girl in her long nightgown.
Are you asleep, mama"
mo, dear! What's the matter?"
Nothing, only 7 thought maybe
you'd like to have me sleep with
you"
God bless the child" Ellen
thought as she climbed into bed
and snuggled comfortably beneath
the covers. Treasure was so tired
that she fell asleep instantly hut
the warmth of her unconscious
body, the strength and courage of
her youth treasured the despair
ing woman.
She's been more to me than all
the rest of them put together" Ell
len sighed before she slept. Some
day maybe I can make it up to her"
The next day brought a Novem-
Der sun brightly Indifferent to
human woes. Ellen opened her eyes
to the sight of Treasure standing
beside the bed.
I've made a cup of tea for you.
mama"
Ellen holding the cup in a shaking
but graceful hand said, You look
as if you hadn't a worry in the
world"
4 haven't! We haven't! I've al
ways hoped that some day he'd
make good his threat to run away.
Now that he's really done it we
know where we stand"
But what will we live on, Treas
ure? Jobs are scarce enough even
for men v-ith experience"
I've been talking it over with
Terry and he's going to ask MIR.
Gagen for a job delivering grocer
les"
He already has boy" Ellen said
iejected.y.
Maybe he can use another one.
At any rate it can't do any harm
20 ask" the girl insisted.
Refreshed by the cup Of tea Ellen
ose to prepare breakfast for the rest
Of the family. Although weakly in
in her ability to cope
with fate she was capable house
keeper.
And the children grouped about
the oilcloth covered table were as
healthy and handsome looking a lot
as could be found in San Francisco.
Treasure had inherited her blond
coloring from her English grand
the chorus girl; from the
same source came her husky, con-
tralto voice.
The other children had their
fathers dark hair and smoky blue
eyes. They were McGuires and as
the 14-year- old Mat said, proud of
It," Even Mary, as developed at II
as Treasure was at 18. curried fav-
or with her father by showing her
for his side of the fam
ily. Their attitude to their mother,
copied from his, was mixture of
irritation ard contempt.
But today bereft of his presence
and sobered by the fact that he had
deserted them they ate their break
fast sullenly.
Where do you suppose he tsp"
Mat asked. Cant the police find
him and make him come back?"
I'VE don't want him back" Treas
ure reminded him, passing a plate of
hot buttered toast.
Il do! I don't want to starve,"
Mary said.
"Nobody's going to starve. If
every one will do their part"
What can I do, Treasurer" the
10-year-old Pat demanded anx-
iouSly.
You can sweep off the porch and
help Mary with the dishes"
And what are you going to do?"
Mary inquired. Besides boss the
rest of uS?"
Don't worry about that" the
older sister answered confidently.
Although it was Sunday, she in
sisted that Terry should 60 over to
talk to the Fillmore-st grocer. The
boy, impressed by his own respon-
sibility. came back to report that
Mr.. Hagen had no need for another
boy. but would telephone a friend
of his who had larger store on
OFarrell-st.
sits right between two apart
ment hotels" Terry explained, and
Mr.. Hagen says they have to make
deliveries all hours of the day and
night, so he thought they might be
able to use me part-time, anyway"
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