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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 08, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 15

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-THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOTHER WAVERLY IS PEEVISH
Chapter CXXlll.
(Copyright, 19"f4, by the Newspaper
Enterprise Association.)
When Mollie and I arrived home
after buying our hats I found Dick's
mother in my room, although we had
left her in Aunt Mary's.
"Mary seemed tired," she said,
"and I told her that I would come up
here and Ve would both take a nap.
I did not wake up until late and then
I thought I would just wait until you
came back."
Mollie gave me a wink as though
to say: "I'll t bet they've had, a little
tiff." But we, neither of us, said any
thing. Mollie asked her mother how
she liked her hat, and "mother"
thought it as much too old as mine
was too young.
"Perhaps we had better trade," said
Mollie, with a smile.
"I don't think you girls should have,
left me alone all day when you knew
I was coming over to see Madge for
vthe first time since I was-ill," said
Mother Waverly, fretfully. This set
my nerves on edge and I spoke per
haps a trifle too harshly.
"That is hardly fair either to Aunt
Mary or me. You know very well, in
deed, that Dick brought you-over here
this morning at your request to spend
the day with Aunt Mary and that Dad
was to come over this evenfng and we
were all to have dinner together."
"Yes, I know all that, hut I really
didn't think you would p6th be gone
all day just buying hats!"
"But we told you we were going to
have a little holiday, mother," said
Mollie. "You must remember that I
have not had a day to myself since
you and Dad were taken sick six
weeks ago"
"Oh, very well. I suppose that
mothers and fathers, as they grow
old and ill, must expect to be neglect
ed more or less."
Mollie's lip began to quiver, but
she's a little soldier, and she straight
ened up and ask if Dad had tele
phoned. This, however, also started some
thing. "No, my dear child, I have not
heard from your father today and I
expressly asked him totelephone me.
At least I should have thought that
Dick would have telephoned me, for
he must know how worried I am
about your father. However it
doesn't matter much. I suppose I can
get along."
"Of course, you can get along,
mother dear," I interrupted. "If you
will only think for a minute what you
would do if you were in Aunt Mary's
position husbandless and childless.
Here we are, all your children, doing
all we can to make you happy. I am
sure you can 'get along' without
much trouble if you will only try."
With this parting shot I went down
the hall to Aunt Mary's room. I found
her sitting in the dark.
"What is the matter, dear?" I said.
"I didn't have the courage to light
the light and face it all, Margie. I'm
so glad you have come, dear, for the
sight of your youthful face and bright
eyes make my happiness. Sallie has
been telling me that it was unfair to
Jack and Mollie to give you and Dick
five thousand dollars. I don't think
she would have minded, dear, if hte
had just given it to Dick, but she said
you were almost a stranger to us."
"Never mind, dear Aunt Mary. You
and Uncle John have a right to do as
you please with your own and if you
will be to you just as I would to my
own dear mother."
Just then Mollie came running in to
say that Dick and Dad were home and
asked us to come to dinner.
I knew Mother Waverly would
never forgive Aunt Mary for-the men
tion of my name in Uncle John's will.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
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