The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-03
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when Dana vas introduced to her
and her two ugly daughters.
Old Mrs. Cameron almost
chuckled She must have a talk
with Ellen. Somehow, some way
they might be able to manage a
party TO properly introduce Dana
10 society. The child must not be
allowed TO start of wrong. In such
hectic times, with so many queer
ideas taking possession Of young
peoples minds, it was easy to lose
place. and fall in with the wrong
crowd.
IRON her own room on the south
l. side Of the house Nancy had
different view of the garden. It's
unkemptness had never troubled
her for it had been like that SO
long that she had almost forgotten
1t had ever been trinity Handicapped
with decorous flower beds breaking
the velvet stretches. a fountain
tinkling musically in the center
and great trees arching overhead.
j. was this picture that had been
painted by Dana's mother, and it
had remained with the younger girl
until the day she had arrived at
her grandmothcr's home. But for
Is years, Nancy had watched the
gradual deterioration of the once
beautiful grounds
There were two reasons. she
knew. One was lack of funds. The
other was Indifference Sorrow had
changed Mrs. Cameron into bitter
dispirited woman, little concerned
over eXtcrnals.
There were voices under Nancy
window. Her grandmother voice
and that of young Jake, Sarah
grandson, who did odd jobs about
the place and built the fires in win
ter for his board and keep"
Clear the weeds first, and then
cut the grass Mrs. Cameron was
directing And then I'll show you
about pruning the shrubbery. If
you need any help, you might get
Alex to come in for two days. He's
doing some work outside now, since
the MeuIns are away for the sum
mcr'
Don need no hep Mis- Cam
eron,' Jake objected. Clean up
this air garden all by myself And
mex that 81 clear, Can do it easy
all by myself Mis-
Grandmother spending 50 to
have the garden cleaned up! Nancy
stepped to the window and stared
down in amazement.
There was the gaunt old figure in
rusty black, a huge sun hat Of a
vintage of years before, on her
head Now and then she lifted one
hand and pointed with D. long finger
= at some shrub or plant
Cut out that moss Iosebush
Jake It's dead as Hector. That
Marechal Neil must be tied up on a
new frame. l can remember when
1t was one of my best boomers
And that Verbena bed must be
brought back in bounds. It's spread
ing all over the place"
Nancy'S black eyes alkled, and
she smiled. At the moment, she
looked almost pretty, And then the
old, ContcmptuouS curve pulled her
mouth down at the corners.
OF course, Dana was behind all
this. The garden had been good
enough for her all these years.
Grandmother had never sent Jake
into it with pruning shears before.
1t was Dana, who had always had
everything. And now she had
come here, and grandmother and
silly Aunt Ellen probably would
turn the place upside down for her!
Nancy had suspected something
was brewing last night at dinner.
Grandmother had really talked
instead of answering in curt mono
syllables as she generally did. And
when she was not talking, she had
stared at Dana, obliviouS of every
one else. Aunt Ellen, too, had beer
positively sappy. My dear this, AND
i my dear that" 1t had been sicken-
ing
OF course when you were pretty
everything was handed to you or
silver platterS. If you were ugly
all you could do was grin and Deal
It.
Aunt Ellen had come out now and
was giving little nervous sugges-
tiOns, using her fluttery hands al
the time. And all of her ideas were
being promptly vetoed by grand.
mother, who kept shaking her head
AT the moment. Sarahs voice
rang out loudly: Mis-, you're gwine
tex yore death on that damp
ground. 'Taint no time to be
trompin' round mong them weeds
You'll be down in bed tomorrow"
And serve her right for being
such 4 fool Nancy thought grimly
Even Sarah'S voice, She decided, had
different quality. AS thought she
were excited about something.
there was a current stirring that
threatened to upset the established
calm OF the place.
INFANCY picked up her book and
L Y tried to concentrate, but it was
impossible with the mysterious &C.
tivity directly beneath her window
After q while she gave up trying
to read and went downstairs.
Fer grandmother and aunt had
come in and were sitting in the
small, book-lined room where they
gathered sometimes to sew OF
mend. They were sitting close to-
gether, in pose that suggested
conspiracy.
There's Nancy" said her grand
mother, as Nancy approached
Come in. We were Just planning
to send for YOU"