The Washington times., 1935-09-21

feet, Mar"
Mar If anybody else had
called her Mar she'd have
hated it. But when he said
It,.
Well, that's what happens
when you really care for some
one.
You can't give up. Not with
out a struggle.
The house seemed pretty
quiet, so she risked lighting the
light and got up to look for
note paper and her fountain
pen.
Her eyelids dropped again.
The sparrows in the palm out
side her open window chirped
inquiringly. She pulled her
kimona closer around her
shoulders. It must be nearly
morning. She'd written six
long letters anG torn them
into tiny shreds. She'd send
this short one:
"Dear Jamie:
Long time since you've been
over. Even if you are getting
married, you must not forget
your old friends. who wish you
all the happiness, so if you
are going to be in town soon I
wish you would meet me in
S. F. for lunch, if you could.
I would like to congratulate
you and talk over old times
and wish you luck. AS ever.
MARY"
She was too tired now to
know if it was just what she
wanted to say or not. In the
morning =.
CHAPTER VII
The door Squeaked.
Her mother said, whatever
are you doing, sitting up there
with the light on at this hour?"
Couldn't sleep, Woke up. So
I thought I'd kill time writing
q COup1C u 4CGCClS.
BY leaning back on the pill.
low the big pile of torn paper
was hidden, she hoped, and she
Slipped the last one, the one
she had been reading over,
under the pillow.
What are YOU doing up?
I didn't wake you, did I? Oh,
Ma, go back to bed!"
Ma shook her head. She
looked terribly tired, too, but
sort Of young, with her hair,
that she had never had cut, in
two little dark pigtails over her
shoulders and her old-fashioned
white nightgown showing below
the grey flannelette bathrobe
she had pulled tight around
her.
mo, you didn't wake me.
haven't slept. Sometimes your
fathers snoring bothers me.
I couldn't drop off tonight.
got to thinking Mary, I've
let your Aunt Willie draw out
the last of her share of what
mama left us. she's doing
something funny with the
money-I'm Worried"
When Ma had been coaxed
back to bed, and Mary was
alone again with the door
closed, she lay back wearily.
Just as if she didn't have
troubles enough already, with
out Aunt Willie acting up! Ma
ought to have more sense! Let
ting her draw out the last of
their joint savings account, that
they called their ESTATE
money"-not even finding out
what she was doing with it.
Well, it wasn't hard to. guess.
Some quack was getting it.
Shed spent hundreds already
every cent she earned, and
most of the little that Grandma
Geddes left, fussing around.
going on crazy dleCS, ana taxing
crazier treatments. and there
wasn't a thing wrong with her.
Ma ought to put a stop to it!
She closed her eyes. There
was soft blue light in the
room, and the sparrows were
setting up their early morning
din in the palm tree. Must be
almost time to get up-hardly
worth while going to sleep
again
Ma had a hard time waking
her at seven. She was shocked
and little pleased at her own
pallor as she dressed.
For once you could stand a
little rouge. Babe" Ma said.
But Mary rather liked the
effect of white skin and scarlet
lips. She almost missed the
train, adding a touch of the
gray eye-shadow she usually
saved for evenings to heighten
the effect.