Carbon County news., 1937-07-09

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1.-THE house were not sufficient Il
keep her occupied, then, she threat
ened, she would positively take or
some work for the blind, or fol
the city's orphanage.
| But the blind and the orphanage
had had no opportunity to expert
ence her kindly charity. For from
the Sunday night when she and
Quentin had ended their thirty-hou1
honeymoon with a sleepy, slow trir
to the city, and had found tempo
rary quarters in large hotel, there
had seemed to be no moment in
which Vic, to use her own words,
had had time to sit down for five
minutes to ask herself whether or
not she was happy, whether or not
she was glad that she had married
as she had.
So the first year had flown, and
at the end Of it Vic had awakened
Quentin in the early dawn of a
spring morning, and had given him
charge of her waiting suitcase and
her somewhat silent, frightened
self. There had been a hospital
then; bright, clean rooms, fiat
clean beds, everyone telling her that
she was behaving splendidly, every
one sure of it except herself. And
after a while the realness Of all
these things, and the city, and
Gwen, and the big house and even
Quentin had all disappeared into a
hot, hurtful fog, and still later,
ashamed and bewildered and apollo
getic, Vic had gratefully slipped
away into nothing-just nothing
Just blackness and oblivion and re-
lief from the task that was too
hard.
Then there had been Kenty, and
Vic had lain staring at him thought
fully, thinking not of him but Of her
mother. 'tMy mother-she was so
beautiful and young; she must have
been so frightened, and she went
through all that for mel"
After the long struggle she had
said to Quentin: II don't want an
other baby. This ones darling: I
want him. But never another!" But
the unexpected ecstasy of having
one child, after all, had made the
possibility of having another seem
nothing less than a miracle. Susan
ma Hardisty had swiftly followed her
brother, and on Susan's second
birthday, the crowded Hardisty
nursery had been enriched by the
arrival of Richard and Robert to-
gether. Even the mother Of what
she sometimes described as the
Light Infantry had been tempo
rarily left breathless and startled
by this prornptitude. Vic lived now
in world Of small beds, small
stamping footsteps, small shrill
voices. Kenty and Sue, Dick and
Bobs had filed her life to overflow
ing; she adored them even while she
toiled herself into a daily state of
exhaustion for their sakes.
Quentin meanwhile was busily
building up for himself the most
important surgical practice in the
city.
They rarely went to dinner par
ties. Sometimes after their late
dinner at home they would slip
downtown for some music, for
the last acts of a play or the final
run of a good film. But almost al
ways they were at home in the eve
ming, Quentin glad to smoke his
pipe, to go early to bed: Vic happi-
lest when she was within reach OF
any call from the nursery. Other
women laughed at her, perhaps pit
led her a little. She never pitied
herself; she was supremely content.
1--WE like each other" she told
him on a certain Sunday morning
when they had been six years man
and wife, and when an unusual lull
in domestic and professional inter-
ruptions had by chance afforded
them a lazy hour together.
Victoria looked enviously at the
comfortable peninsula homes they
were passing, for by this time the
day had somehow rushed about to
one o'clock, and Quentin was driv-
ing her and the three older children
down to Menlo Park. There was a
skull fracture to be diagnosed at the
hospital, and after that the Har-
distys would go to lunch with the
Gannetts. Mrs. Gannett, whose own
doctor husband had summoned
Quentin to this emergency case, had
Hospitality insisted upon the lunch.
It needn't be until two o'clock; she
had beds upon which the small fry
could take their maps; please,
please, please come; they never
saw the Hardistys any more!
They were at the hospital Vic
and the children walked about on
the grass while Quentin was inside. /
Then he came down again, and Or. |
Gannett came down, and the Har-
distys were to follow the Gannett
car.
Their way wound up into the hills |
near Woodside; they were presently
being welcomed by Mrs. Gannett on
a porch; everything went just as |
such days always went, doctor talk, |