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.him, and when he left the farm, fif
teen years before to seek his fortune
in the city, he had told her that some
day she- was to make her home with
him. But he had married a worldly
woman, and somehow that dream had
never come to pass. He had seen very
little of the poor old woman during
the past few years. He realized that
she was, socially, a handicap. But he
had conscientiously determined that
he would never fail in his duty toward
Now it was to be put to the test
She came next day, with an immense
carpetbag, from which she extracted
a couple of jars of homemade pre
serves, an enormous cake and some
"There, my dear," she said to her
disgusted daughter-in-law. "Don't
tell me you ain't pleased with them.
I been reading all about these here
adulterations of foods which Doctor
Wiley's trying to stop folks from
being poisoned, and I thought I'd give
you both a starter. My! Ain't you
elegantly fixed! Not but what I pre
fer to have the rooms up and down
instead of all a long line of 'em. And
these here flats ain't what they're
cracked up to be. Now show me my
room and 111 put on my black silk in
case you expect them friends you
"She's Impossible, Horace!" ex
claimed his wife angrily, after the old
lady had retired. "We can't let the
Kerrs meet her that's all.. We can't
I'm going to see that she stays in her
room. Don't you dare interfere with
Horace sighed. He knew that when
his wife made up her mind there was
little to be done. But his mother had
a mind of her own, too. He braced
himself for a domestic tempest How
ever, presently Mildred came back
"It'B all right, dear," she said. "I've
persuaded her that she'll be too tired
for company tonight She's going to
bed early. I've put her in that end
joom, so that she won't hear any-1
thing. And she thinks it's just a"
men's business meeting."
The dinner party was a huge suc
cess. The Kerrs were amiability it
self. Half a dozen people whom Mil
dred had never succeeded in getting
into her home now appeared to have
taken her to their hearts. They ad-,
journed to the drawing room, and
Mildred had almost forgotten the old
woman sleeping in the end room,'
when suddenly there appeared at the
door a figure clad in black silk. Her
heart went into her mouth.
Then it was that Horace showed,
himself a man. He arose and took
his mother by the arm and led her'
"Mrs. Kerr my mother," he said.
"My, Horace!" exclaimed the old'
lady, "I guess your men friends
brought their women folks with them
"Delighted to meet your mother,"'
said Mrs. Kerr, making a place beside
her for the old lady.
Mildred looked on like a spectator
"at'a dreary drama. The guests had"
all clustered about the old woman,
making fun of her uncouthness, and
she, seeing nothing, was telling them
all about the farm, the chickens, the
crops and the neighbors.
Her heart was bursting. She could'
not bear it. All' the elaborately built'
plans that she had made were tum
bling to the ground. It was too hor
rible, after all that she had done!
Without an excuse, she rose and5
walked into her room, and, flinging
herself upon the bed, gave way to1
At last she rose and dried her eyes.'
She would hold up her head, at any'
rate. It was Horace's mother, not'
hers. i 4I'
She went back proudly toward the1
drawing room. A burst of laughter
met her. So they were still havingi
fun with the wretched old woman!
Horace met her at the door. "Dear-C
est!" he cried. "Where have youT
been? I was coming to look for you."-
"Don't trouble," answered Mildred,