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Author of "Joiitlun'r Witt"
(Copyright, 11, by Ktthlttn Norr(a)
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.- Strickland, Mi two dOMflh
"""ftf ami OhtnVi and hit niece,
A1B i,!ij and JVr Joyce, hr
w47fc' comee ond '?oe ol wUI.
VlfflnlAoXa Dfiltlnp engineer, pro.
i..taCktrrv. Plr hat a stab of
ft',"J?XeTtalUM that thit it actual.
f'.V AnE andJuttin Little many,
'Vl continue) ftr visit aer Ihe
ciS7u9 """ (hat he
!.wd another woman and. pro-
V... marrUiat to Tier. The aoctor
liome and rte ftord to ke t,
W. won aWLted and tell
ifarlln o. afc 'o compare
lot with the other ioomn of the
ISwu.lt" tear. "Shabby, thin, tired
all the time I"
AND, HERE II CONTINUES
limHE trouble with you Is," Martin
1 said, departing, "you've been told
tht you're pretty and sweet all your
life-- and you're spoiled 1 Tou are
nfitly yes ho naaea. more mnuiy.
'nut. by Oeonre, you sulk so much, and
you crt ao much, that I'm darned If I
k It any morel All I see Is trouble I"
wuh this he left her. Left her to a
v.,..i nt anrry tears, at first, when she
ilrosptd her lovely little head on the
blue Bingham of her apron sleeve and
crleO bitterly.
The Xflttle Llgan to sing on mo sieve,
there would be tea. poetry, talk and the
y twit I'aunne quite deliberately
d to Cherry, and the flattery that
flatter:
anpltei
Cherr'
nil unconsciously lavished on
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bee tame In ana wanaerca aooui me
- kitchen: the .grocer knocked, and
rherrv let the bid lout of a boy stare
."' "i ... unxiirlnr.
l ner J'-- r."if ,v . . ., h .
men sne -""'v"j";h.
room and began to pack and change,
.he snow Martin Woyd she'd show
r.1e.i MnvfU. She was Koln straight
dad-sho'd tako tho-tako Uie
"ch. frowned. HKc had missed the. 9
.vie "raff ! she must wait forMhe
f tn at half"past 2. !Walt where7 Well.
'LrSuid only wait here. Very well.
ft! SSd wait hl She would not get
Martin nny lunch, and wnen ne ragea
he wouiq exim"". . , , ,
She finished her packing and put the
house In order. Then, In unaccustomed
Sd-mornlng leisure, she sank Into a
5;.n rocker? and began to read. Quiet
,dPshTde and order reigned In- the little
house. Outside In the shaded street the
chliaren went ""?
flihman's horn sounded ,..
ooonher hearrbegan toati a knock
.owaed-'Shegottoher feot. punled;
'io.llobl'SSon. his closey frfcnd
'AriV. itl handsome, big-featured
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Ia"S4y: listen: Mrs. Lloyd: Mart : ennj
l,h,?. '"cCrTardVlhTrply
turning l5Pn'e; ., ,,lm lav
"Well, run act. i'u"
,T '.loe said. "And he's, coming
home when tho wugon comes down at
I o'clock. He says to tell you he's fine 1
Oh thank you. Joel" Cherry said.
Khe shut the door, feeling weujc nnu
I frliMened. She new to unpack her
!""." . i... v.. nnrl coat, dark-
?& "Bh.rirm and turned down the
S itr tt Wte VaP
V"yn' Mrs rner.
KhVn?srVeaVorher'marViage.
' She new changed a baby's gown or
rolled a batch of cookies without a deep
Ina genuine love for the task : she could
In? unbutton the twisted collar from"
Ion's small neck without drawing his
f?ecktd cheek to her hungry lips for a
vim or ask one of her black-headed.
brlg'htyd daughters to hang, up a dish
Kl?.t without adding: "You're a dar
ling to help your mother I
The Turners iiveu ti uoui "-
Lloyds. In a shabby twostory house, and
, thouith Cherry and her neighbor spoke o.
aiHerent language, iney iMsrami u
of each other. Cherry had sometimes
.ImMIii fnlttha1 linAH thf matter that
nas always troubling her with the older
woman. But Mrs. Turner nau " lu
..M vtr4rHinfr hr fpllii'flr for the lean.
silent, somewhat unsuccessful man who
was the head of her crowded household.
She seemed to take It for granted that
he would sometimes be unreasonable.
"Papa gets so mad If anything gets
burned!" she would say, with her gentle
laugh. And once she added the infor
mation that her husband's mother had
been a wonderful manager. "Men aro
that way!" was her comment upon me
difficulties of other wives. But once,
when thero was a wedding near by.
Cherry, with others In the church, saw
the tears In Mrs. Turner's eves as she
watehed the bride. "Pcr little Innocent
thing!" she had whispered with a trem
ulous smile.
She was deeply concerned oier the
news from Martin, and when Cherry had
met his limp form at the front door,
and had whisked him Into a cool bed,
and put chopped Ice on the aching fore
head, and gotten him. grateful and penl
tent, off to sleep, her neighbor came
eier again to whisper in the kitchen.
"He's all right." Cherry smiled. "Ho
waB ao glad to get to bed, and so appre
elfttle!" she added In a motherly tone.
"You look as If you hadn't a thing
In the world to do!" the older house
keeper commented, glancing about the
neat, quiet kitchen.
"I believe I like sick nursing 1" Cherry
smiled back. '
For a day or two Martin stayed In
bed and Cherry spoiled and petted htm.
and was pratoed and thanked for every
atep she took. After that they took a lit
tle trln Into the mountains nearby, and
Cherry sent AUx postcards that made
ner slater feel almost a pang or envy.
But then the routine began airatn.
and the fearful heat of midsummer
came, too. Red Creek baked In a smother
ef dusty heat, the trees In the dry or
chards, beside the dry roods, dropped
circles of hot shadow on the clodded,
rouirh earth. Farms dozed under shim
mering lines of dazzling air. and In the
Tillage, rrom 10 o'ciock until me niter
noon becan to wane there was no stir
Files buzzed and settled on screen doors,
the creek shrunk away between crum
bling rocky banks, the butcher closed his
ehop, and milk soured In the bottles.
The Turners, and some other families,
Mway camped together In the moun
tains durlnsr this season, and thev were
eft when Bchool closed, In an enviable
slate of ecstasy and anticipation, Cherry
na pmnnea to join tliem, Dut an ex
perimental week-end was enouirh. The
camp was In the cool woods, truly, but It
was disorderly, swarming with chil
dren, the tents were small and hot, the
whole settlement laughed and rioted and
urged to and fro In a manner utterly
foreign to her. She returned, to tell
aiartln that It was "horribly common,"
and weather the rest of the summer In
ed Creek.
"Mrs. Turner Is the only woman that
J can stand." said Cherry, "and she was
"WRys cooking. In an awful cooking
J"", masses and masses of macaroni
ana stewed plums and'blscults and all
of them laughing and saying, 'Girlie. I
guess you've got a hollow leg!' 'Dearie,
i couldnt eat nny more without bust
tibl slttlnB round at Plank
Martin shouted with laughter at her.
mi "ympsthlzed. He had never
cared particularly for tho Turner ; was
S,e.'Kotly willing to keep the friendship
wiinin bounds.
.lAVyW"11' a Uttlo with another
w ith .h.pJ?? is" B.?"Le nthB ,tf'
hart .i. r," ul " uuns engineer wno
r,a ,recntl' come to the mine. Pauline
wCv "i? a.w years older than
Unmn . i. ' J .wwj.ij. mill, imviioo
tlSK inh., m.d everything in an en
i. ,n?.Wdu.al WBY- She took one of
HIAa . "i? oungalows that were being
IftoJd Creek "Park." and fur
MtahH.i1 TlcMK and Inappropriately, and
fcVSrf1 ,8hSd a tea tal),e and a smovar
n ?thi? ?-en ""Place. Cherry be
in ih. "k? be.tter than nnythlng else
p.nen.wo,2d th6 hou be spent "with
iwrii 5'. S1,e wo"'"! have liked to go
:i1',(j'i, "" every oav arguea ami
Ser hSrt e ProPty of doing bo In
MarVlnCVnhd0 hS? fiher ""'
najk eJd.,w.wh'n..Pullne. with her
"ered In th vu-f r lrJ"y Parsol. wan
In in1,? h?,.,,llAc'len door, to sit laugh
hcn sh ..ifii01, a rew minutes, or
the "ilia,- he,elf dressed and crossed
, !" pi"nfeunn,?1 Xn!2L i",. ih.?"l?:
"S tuTyelJh Jat?, VsT nd
her friend In return
Pauline read Drowning, Francis
Thompson and Pater, .and Introduced
Cherry to new worlds of thought. She
talked to Cherry of New York, which
she loved, and of the men and women
She had met there. Bhn Knmitlm
sighed and pushed the bright hair back J
irom v-perry s young ana innocent ana
discontented little face, and said tender
ly, "On the stage, my dear anywhere,
everywhere, you would be a furore I"
And thinking, In the quiet evenings
for Martina work kent him lal.r nnd
later at the mine Cherry came to set
tha-t her marriage had boen a great
mistake. She had not been ready for
marriage. She would sit on the back
steps as the evenings grew cooler and
watcht the exquisite twilight fade, and
the sorrow and beauty of life would
wrlnr her hnrf.
Darkness cam, the Turner children
shrieked, laughed, clattered dishes and
were silent. Cherry would alt on. her
arms wrappir In her apron, her eyes
staring into tho younr night. In the
darkness she could only see the great
shadows that were the Adams's wlndJ
mill, and the old Drown barn, and the
Cutters s house down the back road. The
dry enrth seemed awake at night,
stretching Itself, under brown sods, for
a great breath of relief In the merciful
coolness. Cherry could smell grapes,
nnd Smell thn nfonNfint wln,i, nt tu
dust where tho late watering cart had
..nocu uy, nuer sunset. The roads
wore too hot for watering all day long,
nnd this sweot, wet odor only came
with the night.
A drcan of ense nnd adoration and
benuty camo to her. She did not vlsuul
izo any special place, nny special gown
or hour or person. Uut sho saw her
beauty fittingly environed; she saw cool
rooms, darkened against this blazing
midsummer glare j heard Ice clinking
against glass; the footsteps of attentive
maids; the sound of cultivated voices
of muslo and laughter. She had had
these dreams before, but they were be
coming habitual now. She was so tired
so sick so bored with her real life:
It was becoming Increasingly harder and
harder for her to live with .Martin ; to
enduro and to struggle against th
pricks. She was always In a suppressed
state of wanting to break out, to shout
nt him brazenly. "I aon't care If your
coffee is weak I I like it wenk 1 I don'l
care If you don't .like my hat I dot
Stop talking about yourself!"
Various little mannerisms of his began
seriously to annoy her; a rather grave
symptom had Cherry but known It. He
uancea nis Dig nngera on tne nanaie oi
the sugar spoon at breakfast, sifting
the sugar over his cereal; she had to
turn her eyes resolutely away from the
sight. He blew his nose, folded his hand
kerchief, nnd then brushed his nose with
It firmly left and right; she hated the
little performance that Was never al
tered. He had a certain mental Blowness.
would blink at her politely and patiently
when sue nasnea plans or nopes at rum;
"I don't follow you, my dear!" This
made her frantic.
She was twenty, undisciplined and ex
acting. She had no reserves within her
self to which she could turn. Dad things
wero hopelessly bad with Cherry, her
despairs were the dark and tearful de
spairs of girlhood, prematurely trans
ferred to graver matters.
Martin was quite right In some of nls
contentions ; girl-like, she was spasmodic
and unsystematic In her housekeeping:
she had times of being discontented and
selflsh. She hated economy and the
need for careful managing.
In October AUx chanced to write her
a lone- and unusually gossipy letter.
AUx had a new gown of black grena
dine, nnd she had sung nt an after
noon tea, and had evidently succeeded
In her first venture. Also they had had
n mountain climb nnd Inclosed were
snapshots Peter had taken on the trip.
Cherry picked up the little kodak
prints: there were four or five of them.
She studied them with a pang at her
heart. AUx In a loose rough coat, with
her hair blowing In tho wind and the
peaked crest of Tamalpals behind her
AUx busy with lunch boxes AUx stand
ing on tho old bridge down by the mill.
A wave of homesickness swept over the
younger sister: life tasted bitter. She
hated AUx. hated Peter, above all she
hated herse f. She wanted to be there.
In Mill valley, free to play and to dream
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that she thought he only dlgnined thing
to do was to part. She liked him. she
woufd alwavs wish him well, but s nee
n. love had gone out of their re atlon
shlp, sSr?ly it was only honest to end
"""What's the matter?" Martin de-
mVoethlng special." Cherry assured
him, her eyes suddenly watering. "Only
X" Vm'tlreu "of" pretending, I can't
argue about It. But I know it's the wise
thl"You oaed this same way before."
Jlart?n suggested, after looking back at
''VrVorrVKrindlgnantly.
'"ou'd gobaSlfto yourfather, I sup
.fYu'gerrtosomethlng." Cherry replied with dignity. A vague
thought of the stage flitted through her
'"'"oh!" Martin said, politely. "And I
sunpose you think your father would
ag??e to ithls delightful arrangement?"
h"l"know he would!" Cherry answered,
eaKr,,,jr,..u.ra Tcrlt. and ask him !"
3 I V5;.d. srood-naturedly. Cherry
was surprised at his attitude, but grate
ful more than surprised
"Not cross. Mart?" she asked
vnf the least In the world!" he
answered, lightly. . . ,,
"Because I truly believe that weji
. .. . " .i.i l v,. nmnn said.
Poln..?. '"""'TT .iMnnV answer.
The next day she sat down to write
her father. The house was still, rtcd
Creek was awakening In the .heavenly
October coolness, children chattered on
the way to school, the morning and eve
ning wero crisp and sharp. ... ,..,
Cherry stared out at a nejd j of stubble
bathed In soft sunsh ne. The hills to
day were only a shade deeper than the
"... Ll... Ainnv ih rnnd bttclt Of the
bSuse;aiumber;wagon rattled, tho thin
SeT- Pink and" whltS T 'cVsmos." pallid
" B;in.,. of frail, bushy green, were
banked In the shade of the woodshed.
She meditated, with a troubled brow.
t. uu.H wna linAvnpr.ipdlv nara to
inns.. She could not take a bright
nnd simple tone, asking her father to
rejoice In her homecoming. Somehow
the matter persisted In growing heavy,
nnd the words twisted themselves about
Into ugly and selflsh sounds. Cherry
waB young, but even to her youth the
phrases, the "misunderstood" and the
'uncongenial." the "friendly parting be
fore any bitterness creeps In," and the
"free to decide our lives In some hap
pier and wiser way," rang false. Pauline
had been divorced, a few vears ago, and
he nr.ly thing Cherry disliked In her
friend was her cold and resentful refer
ences to her first husband.
No, she couldn't be a divorced woman
It was all spoiled, the Innocent past and
the future; there was no way out! She
gave up the attempt at a letter, and
began to annoy Martin with talk of a
visit home again.
"You were there six months ago!"
Martin reminded her.
"Rlpht months niro. Mart."
"What you want to go for?"
"Oh. Just Just " Cherry's Irre
pressible tears angered herself almost
as mucn as iney ma juuruu. i mum
thv'd like me to !" she faltered.
"do If you want to!" he said, but
she knew she could not go on that word.
"That's It," she said at last to her
self, in one of her solitary hours. "I'm
married, and this Is marriage. Kor the
rest of my life It'll be Mart and I
Mart and I In everything I
"For richer for poorer, for better for
worse that's marriage. He doesn't beat
me. and we have enough money, and
perhaps there are a lot of other women
worse off than I am. But It's It's
funny."
In January, however, he came home
one noon to find her hatted and wrapped
In trn
"Oh, Mart It's daddy I" she said.
"He'H 111 I've got to see him! He's
awfully III."
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