The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1943-01-01
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Blessing
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JuftIe Webh Pearson

TO MAIZIE GORDON there had
always been something so satisfying
about a New Year. The old year
was gone and nothing could be done
about it; but new one meant new
beginnings, fresh opportunities, new
hope and courage to put into living.
She and Donald had had only one
year of happy married life, then his
firm had failed, and persistent effort
had, so far, failed to bring him an
other job. Still Maize kept her faith.
Something's bound to come
soon," she unused as she went about
her morning tasks, ''The New Year
is almost here"
Hello, darling" called Donald
from the doorway" Greet an I'M
crowned king-a working man. Once
more we eat"
II bow to your majesty" laughed
Maize. ''Shall offer kiss or
kneel at your feet?"
81 prefer the kiss; this is de-
mocracy,' grinned Donald.
''Sit here and tell me all about it.
knew something good was near,
Another one of my lunches. Re-
member it was at a New Years
party we first met, and we were
married on another New Years day
so / knew Lady Luck was on her
way to u.s."
eff that's the way it works, keep
right on with your lunches, dear.
Maybe that little house you've been
wanting will just throw open it's
doors some day and invite us to
take possession. How do you get
these lunches you talk about?"
"Just believe hard enough and
you'll get what you want" giggled
Maize. I'm concentrating on that
house right now"
Winter and spring passed. Dom
AIDS work was going fine. "It's not
such hot job," he confided to Maiz-
lie, 'but one can't be choosy these
days; but the company's a going
concern and there's always chance
of advancement. Gosh, it's hot in
here" They were at dinner, and
Maize had turned on the electric
fan. "You look all washed out girl,
this is too hard on you. Better run
down to your mothers till this hot
weather is over"
Desert the ship? Never" quoted
Maize. ''I'm all right. You're go
ing to get that raise in salary and
then we'll look for a house."
What" retorted Donald, "anoth.
er bunch? Don't we have to wait
till the New Year,"
''It's more than a bunch this time,
Donald, and we'll wait till the New
Year." replied Maize soberly.
It seemed to Donald, sitting in
the chair at the end of the long
corridor that the night would never
end. Nurses slipped in and out of
Maizie's room stopping occasional
ly to say: "Your wife is doing fine,
Mr.. Gordon but always closing
the door behind them with that air
of finality that meant: .'You are
not to come in," when he wanted
nothing so much but to be with
Maize. When he tried to question
the doctors they were noncommit-
tai. Twice he had gone out in the
frosty air to walk, but he couldn't
stay away. Then with the gray
dawn a smiling nurse led him to
Maizie's bedside.
She smiled bravely at him, and
gave him a reassuring kiss. "Poor
boy, it's been hard for you, too.
Now take look at your son." She
turned back the blanket and re-
vealed downy pink head Struggled
close to her breast. EDO you know
what day this is, Donald?"
Donald stared reverently at his
son. mo-" he said, "I'm still too
dazed to think It seems years since
last night" Maize smiled
ssIt's New Years day, and Lady
Luck is with us. We're proud fam
ily."
ssAnd I'm closing the deal for the
house tomorrow, Donald added.