Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-09-02
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10 the kitchen and started the
dinner. AS usual the rhythm Of
homework soothed her Would II
be too cruel if she didn't tell John
fer While II she just shut the
lette- away in drawer and
al anged for the money TO be put
into a different bank or some
thing?
DEEP IN CONVERSATION
Like a woman in a dream she
opened her cookbook and thrust
the letter between its pages. Then
she hurried 10 the front room and
looked out down the hill. John and
Miss Brill were approaching, deep
in ConVersatio
They paused at the turn Of the
road and Miss Brill seized John by
the shoulders. She was talking
away earnestly those school
teachers Now John was patting
her arm -. reassuring her. What
was going on?
Instinctlvely Martha moved out
onto the doorstep where they could
see her and they fell apart imme-
diately. 1t was done so guilty
that Martha could hardly believe
her eyes. Miss Brill and John with
secrets? Oh! No! 1t was unthink-
able.
"Hulloh, what's the news"
she hailed them.
Nothing. really. my dear"
How gruff John sounded.
And Miss Brill why, she
threw him an unmistakable look
+. "Now she's seen us =. you'll
have to tell her"
In daze Martha served supper.
Something was wrong. Now she
came to think of it. John had acted
strangely for weeks. She had been
too busy with womens rural and
war relief work 10 give IL much
thought. But Miss Brill had been
at hand, Miss Brill with her eter-
nal talk of how John was wasting
his brilliant talents.
Martha felt as if she were slowly
sulfoCatng. With a great effort
she kept her eyes on her plate.
STROLL IN GARDEN
lets stroll in the garden,
shall wee" That wasn't Johns
usual tone. He sounded self
conscious. But Martha nodded.
Almost before he spoke she
senSed what he was going TO say.
Martha, there's something
I've got TO tell you"
NO" In a blind panic she
turned and raced for the farm
house. She wouldn't play fair
=. Shed use her only weapon
49,. even though it meant losing
all this that she had gained so
mlraculouSly. John came before
anything -.
Here" she shook the letter
out of the cookbook.
But Martha ="
"DOn't you see what II means
-. You can start all over again
I'm the city. We can pick up all
the threads, we haven't been
away too long" Now was the :
time 10 stop. but TO her horror
she heard her own voice 20 on:
at means everything we've
prayed for but I don't want
IT -. . / don't want II I'm
happier here, / guess -. don't
want TO go"
He was looking az her strangely.
Martha" he said dazedly.
Its too good to he true"
She nodded. Fifty thousand
dollars"
LANDS BIG ACCOUNT
But he wasn't looking at the
letter.
Martha, my dear, was try
ing 10 tell YOU. Miss Brill
helped me TO get n very big
local account. For the last month
I've beer making quite a lot
VI iuNlifN bhN hihh Afii
YOU I know IL was unfair
80. but was afraid you'd want
60 20
John Allen" Then they were
IN each others arms We'll
build a new wing -. well have
central heating well start
Miss Brill'S clinic for sick chill
dren well make tennis
courts and make II fun CEN
ter for the countryside y But
well still call II 'Grimgates Just
60 fool every one =. It's going
To he dear old 'GrimgateS' Just
the same forever
TIE END
Tomorrow's short story:
Golden Trails" by Carl Truitt.