The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-08-27

IA intelligent to hate a chill
man you loved. But she coul
wrote itself 80.
Our engagement was mistake,
Bob; marriage would be impos-
sible. When asked you to leave
Wally with me while you went to
the Coast, I thought I could win
your child's friendship, even his
love. I thought any 8-year-old boy
would respond to kindness, but
She looked up just in time to
duck a tennis ball which flew
through the room and landed in
the goldfish aquarium. She tripped
over the crazy puppy that raced
after the ball, and stood speech.
less before skinny tow-headed
little figure which peeked through
the door.
"Dern!" The baby mouth was
thin Tipped; angry. Now my balls
gonna get all wet"
Merle held her breath while she
counted ten. When she spoke her
voice was controlled. You'd better
60 I'D to your room, Wally. Nice
boys stay in the garden when they
are told to. Your father"
who wants to be nice boy?"
Wally cut in. They're sissies. I
wanna go home: I don't like it
here. I wanna see my dad =.
For an inStand Merle's heart
softened. "But your dad is away
now, dear; out West. If you were
at home Wouldn't you rather
be with me, Wally, than with a
colored maid?"
surly blue eyes studied the
puppy's tail. you're prettier'n
Cora u.s." came the answer, but
shes got more sense"
INCREDIBLE RUDENESS
Merle counted ten again. The
child's rudeness was incredible. 1t
did not seem possible that a man
as fine, as gentle as Bob could
have such a son! She said, more
to herself than the child. "You do
so need a mother, you poor baby
The slender shoulders Stiffened.
st got a mother. In my room she
iS-all the time"
A Shiver ran through Merle.
What did the child mean? Didn't
he understand his mother was
dead? She said softly, "Wally,
your mo-"
Leave my mother alone!" the
impossible child screamed. shes
on my wall over my bed, and she's
gonna stay there"
you're right" Merle said, as
stung and hurt as though Bob
himself had inSulted her. Il Shan't
be coming to your house, Wally."
Without a word the figure in
the doorway dissolved, followed
by the dog.
SPOILED CHILD
Sealing the letter, Merle cried.
Il was as though her heart would
90 with it. She thought, care
fully placing an airmail stamp on
the envelope, Of the child playing
in the garden. She had allowed a
spoiled, 8-year-old brat to deteat
her, to rob her Of
Enough Of that! THE LETTER
WAS SEALED. She would hurry
to the mailbox at the corner and
return before the boy knew she
was gone.
But the garden was empty.
Neither Wally nor his puppy were
tn be seen. She ran towards the
garage. If that little demon nad
scratched her new car, She-Sne'd
skin him -.
At which moment the demon ap-
peared, smiling like an angel:
where you going?" he asked
affably. me and Spot
Merle saw Spot Sinking from
the garage. his white hair smeared
with grease. What have you been
up to-" she exploded. Where
did you get that hammer? What
were you doing in the garage?"
She remembered the letter in
her hand. Here" she said.
snatching the hammer and trust
ing the letter to the child. Drop
this into the box at the corner,
and come back quickly. If you've
-"
In the garage she waited and
wept. She wanted to swear lit
tie, but she was too sick. And
at last the culprit returned.
you've ruined my car" Merle
cried. 'Look at that door! What
makes you such bad boy? Where
did you get that ladder? What is
it doing standing on the hood of
nay carp"
A small, filthy hand shot for