The Wahpeton times. [volume], June 23, 1910, Image 8

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In the Crackling
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By CORINNE JACKSON
Everybody marveled when Evamay
married the other man. Public opin
ion ran high, for there waB no doubt
that she had completely mteled the
whole town. After three years of un
interrupted courtship on the part of
Tom Norton she had deliberately mar
ried Herman Wright. Herman had
been hanging around for the paBt year,
seizing any of the crumbs of Evamay's
attention he could pick up, but no one
had expected this outcome and Eva
may's friends felt she had given them
cause for righteous indignation, espe
cially since Tom was the idol of the
town.
"It's just like her," sniffed good old
Mrs. Kelly, who loved Tom as a son,
and it wasn't all because she had a
plain daughter. "She was full of airs
and college ideas, and that never
comes to any good in a girl. For my
part," with a wise shake of the head,
"I wouldn't wonder at all If it were
Tom himself who did the jilting. He
.walked home from the social with us
last night, but somehow I couldn't get
around to asking him the trouble out
right. I wiU yet, though," she de
clared, with a glance at her plain
daughter. "Maybe it is elsewhere his
eyes are peeping."
"He told me last night he would
never marry," blurted out the daugh
ter, with an honest flwsh. "He was so
quiet and sad-like when he said it.
Why, here he comes now, mother."
A stalwart fellow, with a frank face
and curling brown hair, stopped at the
gate.
"How is everybody?" he inquired,
genially.
"Fine, and glad to see you," an
ewered Mrs. Kelly, bustling across the
porch. "Come up a bit, Tom. There's
a whole batch of cookies fresh and
warm for you."
"That's the best news I've heard,"
Bmiled Tom, as he came on to the
porch. "I guess this is about the last
chance I'll have for some time to show
my appreciation of those same cook
ies. I'm leaving tomorrow for the city.
My uncle has secured an opening for
me in a broker's office in the city, so
I'm off for the wiles and snares of
Wall street."
Mrs. Kelly stopped where she was,
with the plate of cookies out of reach
of Tom's outstretched hand. "Tom Nor
ton, you're not going to leave this
town," &he cried, "and all because of
that deceitful vixen! It's a shame
I—"
Tom Norton rose, very white around
the mouth. "Don't, Mrs. Kelly," he
commanded, sternly, "don't say any
thing like that again as long as you
live. Evamay is all that is sweetest
and best in woman, and as such I shall
always regard her. If you are my
friend," his voice softened perceptibly,
"and I know you are, be as kind and
good to her as you have always been
to me. That's the only favor ask of
you going away."
"Well, I never," broke out Mrs. Kel
ly, wiping her eyes with the corner of
her pink checked apron when her vis
itor had departed, "if he isn't taken
with her yet. What she sees in that
Herman Wright alongside of Tom I
don't know. I'll be as nice to her as
my nature will allow. Uut that won't
be all pie," she added, with a return of
vindictive resentment toward the girl
who had scorned the idol of the town.
"It must have been Herman's money."
But the town and Mrs. Kelly herself
isoon ceased to nourish their disap
pointment over the whim of Evamay,
find soon settled Into their customary
pit and routine. Other topics and hap
penings nearer and newer occupied
their time and attention, and Evamay
jradually resumed her place in the
learts and lives of her friends. As a
lrl she had been the most envied in
lie town when her father, the
own- physician, had decided to give
lis daughter a year of college life even
though it added another expense
which his unfortunate and risky spec
ulations made it almost impossible tc
meet. Evamay had her year at an
eastern institution and came home the
same summer Tom Norton graduated
from the state university. The most
natural thing in the world happened.
Evamay and Tom became acknowl
edged sweethearts and Tom stalled on
the building up of a law practice in
the busy little town. It was Evamay
who turned the whole community up
side down by tbe crashing of tbe
whole romance.
"There's no use trying to fipd out
anything from her," Mrs. Kelly had
told the reading circle In despair time
and time again. "She is nice and po
lite-like, but the way she looks at you
when you say Tom's name makes the
cold sbiverB chase each other up my
back. Evamay was always that way.
le'a a good wife to Herman, though,"
old lady justly conceded. "I nevei
thought she would clean and bake and
work around the way she does. She
told me the other day she did It sc
•he could sleep nights. Evamay alwayt
was a high-strung little thing."
So gradually did tbe light fade from
Evamay's eyes, the color from hei
•heeks and the spring from her step
that not even her husband notloed It
^rapped up In bis store, stolid, kind,
"most devoid of finer sentiment, h«
It content that Evamay had married
n. It did not occur to him that
jthare were depths In his wife that h«
•mr could sound. Faithful and In
4o*txlous, she was all lie could desire,
It was after five years of wedded
IBs that EVamay was suddenly left
cf widow. The town condoled with hei
STMai-M an la lie power to soften hei
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vtry quiet in her grief, very trail ana
pathetic-looking. "He was a klhd and
gentle man," she told Mrs. Kelly, and
it wfs the nearest to a confidence she
ever came. As in former days, when
her first romance had died, no one
seemed able to thaw the Ice of her
sweet reserve.
Her manner of life underwent a rad
ical change after her husband's death.
The hard work she had courted
seemed to lose Its fascination for her.
She still kept her little home neat and
attractive, but now in the long after
noons she would lie for hours In the
hammock gazing dreamily at the
leaves of the crooked old apple tree,
or cuddled up In the huge willow rock
er on the vine-shaded porch, pass the
hours In reading magazines and books,
And nature responded gladly to the
ease and coddling. Unconscious her
self of the benefit she was acquiring
from the much-needed relaxation and
rest, Evamay's color again daintily
tinted her cheeks, the light dawned
again in her eyes and once she caught
herself humming a blithe little college
air.
"She's just like the girl she used to
be whe.n she went with Tom Norton,"
affirmed Mrs. Kelly to the reading
club. "She worked too hard, and
'twasn't as if she had to. She was a
good wife to Herman," she averred
Justly, "but I never did know what
to make of her. I guess it's her high
er education."
It was along In the holiday season
that the town was given the shock of
its existence by the news .that Tom
Norton, now wealthy stock and bond
broker, was at the town hotel,
"A millionaire as he is, come to
spend the holidays in his old home
town," cried old Mrs. Kelly when, she
heard the announcement. "Why, It
was only yesterday I see in the city
papers that he had the market in a
corner and was pounding the bears."
Mrs. Kelly prided herself on a certain
knowledge of frenzied finance.
"Well, 'twas me wiped the tears off
his little face when his father anil
mother died a week apart," she said,
her own eyes wet and soft, "and I'd
take him on my knee the same now if
he wasn't too big entirely." In hfer
best bonnet and cape, selected from
the city store catalogue, she repaired
without delay to the hotel.
"He's that grand and handsome
you'd never know him," she bubbled
that afternoon to the reading club,
"but he kissed me as glad as a child."
And the whole town swaggered and
held its head high. In the cosy sit
ting room of her little home Evamay
reclined like a dreaming child, her
eyes fixed wide and far-seeing on the
sputtering flames of the grate logs. It
was her dreamtime, as she called it,
when she lived in another world far
apart and alien to reality. Her pretty
white house gown, with its touches of
fclack at neck and throat proclaiming
her second year of widowhood, made
her look as young and girlish as when
she had come home years ago from
that happy irresponsible year at col
lege. In the crackling flames she con
jured up again all the sweet, alluring
promises and hopes of those days, the
present faded away with its sadness
and regret, and Evamay was happy.
The loud call of the knocker on the
front door startled her from the trance
and she went to the door with tlia
dream light still in her eyes. A lew
cry of fear, uncertainty, broke from
her as the tall, frank-faced man with
curling brown hair stepped eagerly
into the room. She looked at him
again, and then buried her face in her
hands.
"Evamay," he said gently, brokenly,
"don't greet me that way after all
these years." Masterfully he drew her
hands from her face and compelled her
eyes.
"I'm frightened," she half-sobbed
like a child, "I've been dreaming by
the fire and—oh, it can't be you, Tom,
it can't be you. I'm stiH by the
grate—"
She swayed and he gathered her
close in his arms.
"Didn't you know, dear, didn't you
know I would come—some time, some
how we would be together again? It
has been my faith, my hope, my re
ligion, all these years."
A warm gladness came Into Eva
may's eyes and face. "Then It is true,"
she whispered, "the grate fire told me
true."
"No one has ever known," she told
him when they were sitting close be
fore the fire. "Herman gave back the
mortgage deed to father the day we
were married, and neither father nor
mother, nor even Herman himself re
alized the price I was paying to mnftA
my parents' last years happy. He was
kind to me and I worked furiously
from morning till night to keep from
going mad."
"Don't talk of it, darling," he told
her tenderly. "It's all in the past. As
I told you then In my despair, It was
too gr6at a sacrifice for any human
being to make for another. But God
has rewarded it." Almost reverently
he touched the soft balr waving on
her forehead, "I know what your life
must bave been, with your Intellect,
your tastes and aspirations. But I can
gratify them all, sweetheart—give you
everything, take you everywhere. We
will go all over tbe world on our hon
eymoon together—at last—at last"
I "And dear," smiled Evamay, radi
antly, shyly, "your wife won't be real
ly very old—only 28 my next birth
day."
I Her lover caught her hungrily, lov
ingly in bis arms. "She's my boyhood
sweetheart," be murmured, his cheek
against hers, "my manhood ideal—
everything sweetest and best in life
come true."
Already Gets Them.
"When woman votes she will set a
man's wages and not before."
I "Tell that to my wife and she win
Jaagfc at yoe."
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MEXICAN INDIANS TRUt
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Tribe In 8inaloa Has Mjade Little
Progress Throughout the Centuries
—Sustenance Consists Chiefly
of Fruit—Easily Picked,
Slnaloa is a long state, comparable
almost with Chile, as It lies along the
west coast tf Mexico, just as Chile
lies along the Pacific shore of South
America.
Like most new countries the most
Interesting part of this fertile state Is
Its inhabitants, possibly because the
country is so fertile. Game Is abund
ant, easily caught, and the fruit of the
great plthaya cactus is ripe almost
from season to season. Every native,
whether mounted or afoot—and most
of them ride—carries a slender stick
ten feet long, sharpened at one end
and tbe point hardened with Are.
One supposes these sticks are a sort
of primitive lance until one sees the
Indian spear a cactus fruit from a
branch seven or eight feet above his
head. These pithayas contain many
seeds and a little blood red pulp, all
of which except the spines is food for
the Indian.
All day long these Indian men wan
der through the jungle, a wall of green
broken only here and there by the old
trails of half wild cattle, gathering the
cactus fruit. It would seem that some
would be dried, or at least taken to
the brush jacal, which represents
home to the Indian but no, he sits
down and eats what he gathers imme
diately. If his wife wants any of the
fruit she goes and gets it herself she
also gathers the food for the babies.
I was following one of the cactus
gatherers in a winding cattle trail
when I came suddenly on a little
natural clearing. Here were half a
dozen people seated on the ground, all
working on wooden dishes, platter
shaped, and each large enough to hold
an entire meal. The wood they- were
carving was freshly cut from the
jungle trees, their tools were bits of
old band iron, secured in the railroad
junk heaps. It is only a few months,
however, since these bits of Iron^iave
replaced the stone adzes of former
years. The coming of the railroad less
than a year ago brought the iron, and
even yet the Indians attempt to sharp
en their crude chisels by rubbing them
on stones.
One Indian will take his blanket, a
little parched corn and some dried
meat, gather up all the iron tools,
carry them six or seven miles back
into the hills and stay there until he
has sharpened all the tools of the en
tire village. The Idea of bringing one
of the flinty stones to the group of
huts and thus saving the monthly trip
has never come to these children oi
Sinaloa.—Forest and Stream.
Ideals of Our Mothers.
As for the difference between us and
otir mothers, of course we all begin by
protesting that If we can ever hope to
do our duty as well as they did our
consciences will acquit us. Who oi
us women, in our comfortable living,
dare compare ourselves to our moth
ers? They did not talk about their
"rights!" they fulfilled them—in taking
care of their families. They did not
talk about "reforms they would have
thought Interference in municipal ques
tions and agitation for legislation most
unbecoming and unfeminine. They
had—bless their dear hearts!—a gentle
and ladylike irresponsibility in regard
to the world lying in darkness in city
halls or legislative chambers—though
I they gave their pennies toward the
saving of souls In dark Africa with a
true, even tender emotion, to which
most of us are strangers. No the
mothers of 40 or 50 years ago had no
theories about improving the world
(except the heathen) outside their own
respectable doors but they had
strength and patience and tenderness
and courage and selflessness. (That
I think, would be the name of theli
ideal—selflessness.) Can we remem
ber that selflessness and see no differ
ence between It and the present fem
inine individualism?—Margaret Deland
in Atlantic.
Willing to Accommodate.
A timid girl, unacquainted with the
dty, rounded tbe corner of the Mint
arcade and, espying a youth
leisurely Into one of the shop win
dows, softly touched him on tbe
shoulder.
The young man turned sullenly
around and Inquired In a harsh voice
what she sought.
Will you kindly tell me tbe name
of that big building over there!" she
asked, pointing her Index finger at
the public buildings.
-Why, that's City Hall, or public
buildings, or whatever you want te
call It," he answered.
"Well, who occupies Itr she again
inquired.
The young man was obviously
growing tired and let her question gc
unanswered.
"May I go up to tbe top where the
statue of tbe man Is!" she asked In
a quivering voice.
Throwing out his chest and putting
his thumbs In the armholes In his vest
he condescendingly replied: "You may
this time, but don't yon ever ask nt
again."—Philadelphia Times.
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