Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-07-24

could get little better - but
I'm saving my money for my old
age-not that I'm so young now.
But I'll have no one To look
after me and Ill have many a
lonely hour. so I want to lay
aside enough TO let HE travel a
bit. or-or-something."
Her own woes forgotten. warm
hearted Mrs. Wilson stepped for
ward and laid a hand on his sleeve.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. 1t must be
awful to he so alone. Haven't
YOU any folks?" Her eyes were
sympathetic, friendly. Wilson,
too. had lost his scowl.
Maynell nodded.
Il did have some folks, but
after my mother and father
went. there were only cousins.
I didn't have brothers or sis
ters. Then 1 married, and she
was a bonny young thing. But 1
guess / was too quiet for her.
don't blame her, not bit.
She was gay and liked company
and couldn't see things her
way. So-so--we were divorced,
that's long time ago now. IL
left me all alone
Mrs. Wilson's eyes brimmed.
"Oh, don't see why any
woman would want TO divorce
YOU" she impulsively turned to
her husband. she has been so
nice. did ever so many little
-edtis and ends for me while he's
been painting. And he's good
tempered too"
But Maynell patted her hand as
it lay on his sleeve.
Forgive me- smiled
again. Il forgot myself. But see
ing you two young things here
and your nice home. and all the
happiness around you, just got
TO talking"
He turned and picked up his
ladder and paint bucket
Its been nice working here,
and God bless you both, and 1
hope you'll always be happy and
and you'll never be-lonely."
MAGIC WORKS
He went out. but as he closed
the door, he grinned to himself as
he saw the young wife rush into
the ready, waiting arms of the
young husband.
Putting away the ladder. pals
and brushes. Maynell strolled TO
the subway. But he stopped first
in a candy store, then he garnered
4 waXen, fragrant gardenia from
a street vender, then puttered
around the toy department of a
five and ten.
He was we'll laden when he
bearded the subway and settled
himself for a long ride TO the sub
lrbS.
At the end of the line he boarded
a bus and shortly debarked in a
little community almost like viii
Iage, except for its modern stores,
public hall and we'll laid
out StEcetS.--
Turning down a wide thorough
fare he went through low gate
into d property surrounding a
large. comfortable looking frame
house, with hospitable porch,
brightly curtained windows with
lowers stretching from the front
ward around TO the back of the
house where vegetable garden
could be seen.
FOR THE KIDS
Hey, mother" his shout as
he opened the door. brought
plump little gray-haired laugh
ing woman, probably year or
so his Junior.
"Now. Lyn. you've brought n
whole load OF things again
you'll have the children spoiled"
but she too laughed with him
as three sturdy lads followed by
a little girl pounced on him. A
young man followed them.
"Say, dad" he too was laugh
ing, II got raise today, and
Sue and l can be going into our
own house again soon" But his
father Rugged the children
tighter.
Not If I can help IL, you
won't" he protested How
about IL MOTHER" and the stout
little woman also negatived the
idea.
"Son," Maynell slapped his
boy on the shoulder. "this old
house needs YOU and the chill
dren. Why they liven the house
and make II real home. I'll
build wing for you and Sue "
YOU want. We'd ne lonely with
out yOu-and who wants To he
lonely" He chuckled. II ex-
planned that To one couple today
Mother. told an awful whOp-
per about u.s." he put his arm
around his wife, but II was for
a good purpose. What do we
have for supper"
They walked back through the
house, together.
THE END
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