The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1937-04-09

III make you a batch" Eve nron,.
lseu recklessly. She wanted 70 maka
cruilers Tor Uncle Henry. and give
Juuge a college education and an
cow Peter and Marylin for life and
esInpiisn Ellen in repertory thea
ter that was how she felt toward
everybody. with the feel Of Dennv.s
arms around her still.
Uncle Henry's face frightened
fhey do set better on the stomach .
ne admitted. But he took another
commercial one. just the same: while
lEilen resolutely began TALKING. Ln
We got you alone to make sure
you didn't impulsively keen the
keatherstones free.p Ellen said
s.ernly. FUncle Hehry,s going tolcarry
ms end: refuse to come mar unless
4 can DO It on modest cash. basis
week-ends. We're about to have ail
understanding. All you have IS yoJl
savings account. I think YOU were
crazy TO throw up your jobojist n
come out and clean this house., but
mats your party You'll probably get
another job or marry. but neither one
e quite so sure as death and taxes"
The Featherstones don't want 10
ne kept free" Eve said meekly. "They
only want me t. carry them till their
income is due. June first"
Renters are mostly over one way
Or the other by May fifteenth" said
Uncle Henry. as IL they were a dis
ease. "But that'ssix weeks. daughter
fCome on then before Marylin goes
70 bed" said Ellen. Wen come back
and 90 the dishes afterwards"
Uncle Henry and all, they trooped
out OF the bright orderly kitchen and
crossed the chilly hall to the old par
Tor. Peter and Marylin were Just fin
ishing their apple pie. with Judge
eurled on the hearth deep in an enor-
nous. damp-smelling black book he
bad dug out of thel attic-"Deeds OF
Daring Of the. American Soldier in
the Civil War" Isp
He had set the tray On an oval tip-
table drawn from against the wall:
Peter had brought in more wood for
the fre. Marylin was propped UP in
the big armchair with cushions. Peter,
his long legs wrapped around the legs
Of the upright Sheraton sidechair, his
thinning untidy hair engagingly
mussed over his forehead, sat across
from her. watching her wants with
bis usual devotion.
fJust scrap more coffee. sweet
heart" be was suggesting. holding
the little furnished silver pot over
her cup temptingly.
"Oh well, dear. ! might as well be
hung for sheep" Marylin said.
Darling sheepp said Peter. and
leaned right across and kissed her as
he filled her cup. then turned the pot
upside down over his own. Eve,
somebody in this house makes swell
coffee he went on as they entered.
And Is this a grand meal? The
Featherstones feel like boa constric-
tors"
Were You In The Civil Warp
JUDGE leaped up. clasping his
- book. and ran to Uncle Henry
Uncle Henry. see what I found up
garrett Uncle Henry, were you ever
in the Civil war;"
well, no, son." said Uncle Henry,
ssbut my grandfather was, and he told
me some about 1t. Come over here by
this other lamp in the back parlor. and
| I'll show you the battles he was in"
Peter had brought in the lamp
which Uncle Henry had filed and set
on the dining-room table, and lighted
II. for the other end of the room,
where he had been drawing for a
little while. evidently before he had
dinner. The old man and the child
went off and opened the book on the
table. Eve appreciated the delicacy
that withdrew Uncle Henry from the
discussion.
~ always said that what Judge
needed was somebody who would
appreciate his fine old republican vir-
| tues" said Marylin lazily. 'I'll bet
Uncle Henry will be telling Judge
bis duty to the community in 10 min.
| utes from now. and Judge simply
swelling with delight at learning it.
won't you, darling child?"
: Judge did not wriggle as usual when
bis mother was delightfully."- humorous
about him.
II guess so, Marylin," he said abb
stractedly, not hearing word she
said. How do you pronounce Ante
tam, Uncle Henry"
"Antietam, oliver" said Uncle
Henry, also unheeding. "It's an In
dian name, likely"
IAN Indian name. That's very in
teresting. You know most everything,
don't you. Uncle Herry?"
"All through" Eve asked, and on
their assent lifted the tray.
"All through, and on the verge Ut
going to our little white BEDS" said
Marylin. yawning. so far exile's
grand, do you know, darling? It's 60
ing to do us both all the good in the
world, aside from keeping you from
going mad with solitude"
Peter patted his wife's hand. "She's
a brave little lamb, isn't she?" he said,
smiling up at Eve proudly.
Copyright. 1857. Margaret WiddemerJ
The Featherstones "sign away their
.~wlao A. Zee Anv~narrnur