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Show Her Daughter and His Son - x A Great Married Lifm Story by I IDAH McGLONE GIBSON Iuuunxo ROM 'o in and wah your face with cold waUtr. dear." Mid Kenneth, tenderly iping my ee with hi harder, BM I Meekly. I obeyed him, although ray body fhook with oba I let the cold wier run over the hot puhm In my wrist a and Immersing a towel ( hhhh spread It coolnr? over my twitching kLLLLLW In a few minutes I wti calmer and I when I .;ini out of the lavatory I iuund that Kenneth had left the dn-injr dn-injr room for a moment 1 untiled at hi conslderteneM and I remembered hnw often. hen we were liny chll- r.-n .md I had hurt my foot or prt. !- l my hand on a lramble, I had ah w&yg Insisted that he should- go on ahead unJ leave rue alom to get over L ihr- pain all b myaelf. Pretty soon he came ba k "We are ncarlng homo. Ann." In- ill. ' Shall I hlp you get your parcel together?" Again my breath nmc with a long. Hhuddcring sigh. Horn! rher wun no home for me .'. all thN worM. I waa not even ure that I should own tin- ldUe (k.h. whore my mother and I hail both ix-n born, one of m grf itf ut ). iri.i' h. i .mir with th" Tear thut 1 di"ul.i b- dependent ujon r 1 1 r - for the burial of my dead and " "m"( ' W cnly hicnlT, a child almost V hn I thotiK ir ,,i r t , - long v r tha' IretChOd bafora itk it seemed that I could not even bear to think of their loneliness and again my very soul I raved against fate. In th fears tha have pacsed since ihn I iiav- soi n many a lonely girl h I v i ;.i ihe time, blindly trlklng out. and oh. how my hear: has gone out to her I have never i f P iho slightest deflro to Judge .iii' girl who Is thrown upon the world I Was, with no tord of affection, or evc,n friendliness, to tie her to some conventional ode. At that momi-nt l ' o . t v I would havr gone With ..n-one, ..n-one, un where, if the person hd ben at kind to me as Kenneth had been. I and promk-ed m to ! SO forever. Almost calmly I put on my hat and thrust my arms Into tha SleeVOS of the! lit tie tailored Coat that Kenneth held' H EkJ j daai mother, and wi:h hai pride she B j h id i jrohnsed that little tailored frock1 H and how her pleased eyea had trailed H over It from my throat to Its hem, 'Mother dear. I shall never again' tbuv a dresa that wilt bring mo any Joy or comfort." I wh tapered to myself. "What re you saying, Ann?" asked Kenn th "Nothing. Ken. dear. ' Don't get In a habit of talking to Aounvelf. Ann. It leads to self pity al-I al-I most alwaya." 1 didn't reply b'au I knew ut that I moment I whs pitying myself profoundly. pro-foundly. It seemed to me that in all the world there was no one that could , be more unhappy than 1 Mr Halsey met us at the train and ho pjeked me right up In his great strong arms and for the first tlBM 1 f l a sense of having wnnone about nie who r ully cared. Ami. Ann." he whbjpcred. "I am unhappy, too. I loved your mother and the world will he a poor place for me without her. I thought at least to live beside her the reel of my life." He sot mo down gently and with his arms still about me. half curried mo to the motor I "I am going to take you to my own house." he said. I shook my head. "Don't think I'm ungrateful. Mr. 'Halsey. but I want to go home. I want 'to be with mj mother " But my child, you cannot stay there There la no one except the nurse and caretakers In the hou&c." Kn't mother there?" i es, ooar. "Then I must go r her. It will 'only be nuch a little while thai I can have her." I protested somewhat wild-, J ly. "oh. don't ou know, can't you see thf i very hour I have spent uway from Ser since I have known that ihc i o soon to be taken 'ifj' from ml ;has been torture? 1 have tinted mjself jovor anil over again, as I ahall ask her i veor and over again, as I hall ask her( 'again tonight with mv lips close to hers, to forgive me for over leaving her. Mr Halsey. I was all my mother had She wns big enough and splendid enough to give up my father and the i groat love of her" life when sho found that according to man s laws her love! was wrong. Hut I believe Jod sent me t to her her greatest sorrow. I know! also that I was her greatest blessing-And blessing-And when you came and I knew why n : o'mg friends looked askance at me. i ran away and left my mother to bear it nil alone, not only the hurt of slanderous tongues but the loneliness loneli-ness Of being bereft of mo I must j stay w'.ih her as long as I inn." Tomorrow My Mother's Farewell Message, |