The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1939-07-27

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ter follows"
It was signed with all their
names.
Marjorie wasn't long in an
swering that. She caught up her
telephone and dictated a tele-
gram:
"Was coming anyway, whether
YOU wanted me or not. Could
not stand it without you. Brent
wood or me! Love to you all.
Glory hallelujah!
| Marjorie!"
Next morning Ted appeared on
the scene. A very properly-clad
Ted looking handsome and capa-
BILE.
| Mother said l was to come
and help pack" he said simply.
"She said you oughtn't to be
alone. Dad would have come but
he couldn't leave his new job, of
course"
And then when his sister fell
upon his neck and embraced
him, crying for very joy, he re-
marked quite casually though in
jubilant tone:
Gideon Reaver said he was
coming over on Monday to drive
us back home. He said you said
you were bringing your car, and
I haven't any drivers license yet.
He said l was to wire him when
we would be ready. He's crazy
to GOMEZ
They were hard at work pack
ing and there was a large van
drawn up before the door taking
away furniture, some that was to
be sent to the auction rooms for
sale land some that was to be
given to the mission, when Evan
Brewer arrived.
Evan Brewer glared at Ted,
with scarcely an inclination of
his head, and then he said saw
agely to Marjorie:
Can I see you alone some
where?"
Marjorie gave him an absent
minded smile.
What was said behind that clos
ed door Marjorie never told
him, but it must have been de-
cisive for the caller presently
came out walking as if he were
following to the grave after a
dead hope.
The last truck was filled, and
started on its way; the cook had
wept a farewell and had been
taken to her train en- route for
her sisters in the far west; the
house was locked and the key
handed over to the lawyers rep
reSentative for the new owner;
and they were all comfortably
seated in the big luxurious car
ready to start.
cts a beautiful house." re-
marked Gideon. I'm so glad to
have seen where 'you were
brought up" and he smiled at
Marjorie, eyes, it's lovely
home. But you're going to one
just as pleasant, I Think"
Sure thing!" said Ted fer
vently. Though this ones all
right" he added as if he feared
Marjorie's feelings might be
hurt.
Then they wound down along
the lake shore, into the city and
out on the highway for Home.
And such a drive as they had!
But oh, that homecoming. How
precious it was! To be folded in
her mothers arms and to know
that she was at home! To watch
the lovelight on her fathers face
as he said: "Welcome home, my
daughter!" To feel the children's
eager sticky kisses and her their
screams of welcome. To see real
joy in Betty's face, real well
come! All! That was better than
all the other world had to offer
her.
And then to drive hastily over
to Brentwood and meet the
trucks which had just. arrived,
and with Betty direct where
things should go. 1t was great!
There was Betty in the parlor
with Keith Sheridan to help,
taking off the covers from the
upholstered furniture. And there
was Gideon going quietly about
doing things without having to
ask what to do next, just as if
he were a son of the house and
had always lived with this fur
niture and these rooms.
"You want this here, don't you
Marjorie?" he would say, and
proceed to put it there.
And once in the back hall, to-
ward dusk, those two came
hastilv uDOn each other. Mario