Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1941-01-03

she confessed. THE idea was senti-
mental from the start. The ones who
remembered your father wouldn't talk.
They looked at me as If l ought to
be ashamed to be walking around
above ground when the judge was
gone. felt so much that way myself
that it made me feel pretty mean.
Well, it was nice, too. Maine was hos
pitable-Same old gray granite rocks
all dressed up with pink roses. Same
laundering old waves. We were fond
of Maine"
She smiled alphabetically, as she
took off her glasses and wiped them
dry. Then she turned abruptly on her
Oldest daughter.
so Ruth has decided, has she? I
am to 1--we with her?"
Dorothy pouted. That's what she
says" she said sulkily.
field said ood-humoredly Did you
want me to live with you, Dot?"
Dorothy's face frightened. "Oh,
mammal Please!'
How about you, daughter?' Mrs.
Mansfield asked. turning to Lou.
Room fer me in your GARRETT
Her mother smiled at her eng
maticaly, a not unfriendly smile.
It's been tried many times she
said. Anybody know of a case where
oh, mother, certainly" 1t was a
chorus from Ruth and Dorothy.
Good Mrs. Mansfield said agree
ably. Name one
Then. before their nimble wits got
to working, she went on: 1T doesn't
work. as rule. Lou, do you remem-
Der grandma?"
Il was thinking of grandma" Lou
said. Her voice was a little tired. She
turned on her sisters. Grandma went
to live with Aunt Janey Aunt Janey
knew she could make grandma happy.
Grandma wanted to stay right on in
her big old house in the country.
where she had lived 40 years. but Aunt
Janey loved her far too well to treat
her like that.
GRANDMA explained that she wasn't
meant for a life of leisure; that the
only place she felt at home was In
her kitchen-the awfullest, biggest,
most inconvenient kitchen you ever
saw, with room for a dog and a cat
and a washpan and big barrel chair
and whole greenhouse of plants win
tering there. Aunt Janey moved her,
and I tell you she did it up brown. ,
such heavenly kitchen-looked
like a swell beauty parlor-had every
electric gadget. But grandma didn't
stay there much. She stayed in her
own room. She herself told Aunt
Janey please to put in girl: She
couldn't say enough about the lovely
kitchen, but I helped her wipe dishes
there one night, and saw her pick
up little battered saucepan, and
wipe it over and over. as If she liked
the feel of it. When I caught her at
it, she looked up shamefacedly."
THAT was mine she said. That
was mine"
Mrs. Mansfield smiled slowly. =.
Unreasonable old woman, wasn't
she?" she said. Like her mother be-
mother, and tried to make her COM
Portable. My grandmother was living
with her oldest son, very useless
member of society, of whom grand
mother was fond. He bullied her and
let her pay all the expenses. Grand
mother didn't mind. Mothers are sort
of used to taking care Of their chill
themselves, and the fact that the
child is a man of so doesn't seem to
affect the mother greatly. Uncle Dave
was awfully fond Of grandmother, IN
his own way, and watched her like
a hawk to see that she didn't overdo:
But the family simply couldn't stand
it. They combined and got Dave tob
winch ne QlUIl Wd1lk@dAA0 Sd1 1Co
grandmother off to lovely city apart.
ment-where she died within year."
"Of a broken hearth" Dorothy asked
eagerly. The tale appealed to her:
Mrs Mansfield smiled indulgently.
"Of sheer disgust with life." she
amended. MY dears. hope you Will
never relieve any old person who comes
into your-ah-sphere of influence OF
the precious delusion he or she
cherishes that she IS Of some use on
earth. The Greeks had q word for 1t,
she chuckled. ~Or was It the Greeks?"
"What did they call it," Lou de-
manded.
Carrying Q coepee-is that It, Ruth2
Would you want anyone you loved to
feel that she was Just walking about
With nothing to do-carrying .
oogpsef"
-oh, quit snifflmg. Dotl" Lou said
sfuffly.