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Porter AUNT JANE SYNOPSIS.—In a preface Mary Marie explains her apparent "dou ble personality" and Just why Is a "cross-current and a contradic tion" Bhe also tells her reason's tor writing the diary—later to be a novel. The diary is commenced at Andersonville. Mary begins with Nurse Sarah's account of her (Mary's) birth, which seemingly in terested her father, who is a fa mous astronomer, less than a new star which was discovered the same night. Her name is a compromise her mother wanted to call her Viola and her father insisted on Abigail Jane. The child quickly learned that her home was in some way different from those of her small friends, and was puzzled thereat. Nurse Sarah tells her of her moth er's arrival at Andersonville as a bride and how astonished they all were at the sight of the dainty eighteen-year-old girl whom the sedate professor had chosen for a wife. Nurse Sarah makes it plain why the household seemed a strange one to the child and how her father and mother drifted apart through misunderstanding, each too proud to in any way attempt to smooth over the situation. Mary tells of the time spent "out West" where the "perfectly all right and genteel and respectable" divorce was being arranged for, and her mother's (to her) unaccountable behavior. By the court's decree the child is to spend six months of the year with her mother and six months with her fa ther. Boston is Mother's home. Mary describes her life as Marie with her mother in Boston and about her mother's "prospective suitors." CHAPTER IV—Continued. Mother is crying now quite a lof. You see, her six months are 'most up, and I've got to go back to Father. And I'm afraid Mother is awfully unhnppy about It. She had a letter last week from Aunt Jane, Father's sister. I heard her read it out loud to Aunt Hattie and Grandpa in the library. It was very stiff and cold and dignified, and ran something like this: "Dear Madam: Dr. Anderson de sires me to say that he trusts you are bearing in mind the fact that, accord ing to the decision of the court, his daughter Mary is to come to him on the first day of May. If you will kind ly Inform him as to the hour of her expected arrival, he will see that she is properly met at the station." Then she signed her name, Abigail Jane Anderson. (She was named for her mother, Grandma Anderson, same as Father wanted them to name me. Mercy! I'm glad they didn't. "Mary" Is bad enough, but "Abigail Jane"—!) Well, Mother read the letter aloud, then she began to talk about it—how she felt, and how awful it was to think of giving me up six whole months, and sending her bright little sunny-hearted Marie into that tomb like place with only an Abigail Jane to flee to for refuge. And she said that she almost wished Nurse Sarah was back again—that she, at least, was human. 'And see that she's properly met,' indeed!" went on Mother, with an In dignant little choke in her voice. "Oh, yes, I know! Now, if it were a star or a comet that he expected, he'd go himself and sit for hours and hours watching for it. But when his daugh ter comes, he'll send John with the horses, like enough, and possibly that precious Abigail Jane of his. Or, may be that Is too much to expect. Oh, Hattie, I can't iet her go—I can't, I can't!" I was in the window-seat around the corner of the chimney, reading and I don't know as she knew I was there. But I was, and I heard. And I've heard other things, too, all this week. I am excited. And I can't help won dering how it's all going to be at Fa ther's, Oh, of course, I know it won't be so much fun, and I'll trave to be "Mary,"' and all that but it'll be something different, and I always did like different things. Besides, there's Father's love story to.watch. Maybe he's found somebody. Maybe he didn't wait a year. Anyhow, if he did find somebody I'm sure he wouldn't be so willing to wait as Mother would. You know Nurse Sarah said Father never wanted to wait for any thing. That's why he married Mother so quick, in the first place. But if there is somebody, of course I'll find out when I'm there. So that'll be in teresting. And, anyway, there'll be the girls. I shall have them. I'll close now. and make this the end of the chapter. It'll be Anderson ville next time. CHAPTER When I Am Mary. Andersonville. Well, here I am. I've been here two days now, and I guess I'd better write down what's happened so far, before I forget It. First, about my leaving Boston. Poor, dear Mother did take on dread fully, and I thought she just wouldn't let me go. She went with me to the junction where I had to change, and asked the conductor to look out for me. (As if I needed that—a young lady like me! I'm fourteen now. 1 had a birthday last week.) But I thought at the last she Just "if'li CCcUJi By. ELEANOR H. PORTER. wouldn't let me go, she clung to me so. and begged me to forgive her for all she'd brought upon me and said it was a cruel, cruel shame, when there were children, and people ought to stop and think and remember, t\ml be willing to stand anything. And then, in the next breath, she'd beg me not to forget her, and not to love Father bet ter than I did her. (As if there was any danger of that!) And to write to her every few minutes. Then the conductor cried, "All aboard!" and the bell rang, and she had to go and leave me. But the last I saw of her she was waving her hand kerchief, and smiling the kind of a smile that's worse than crying right out loud. Mother's always like that. No matter how bad she feels, at the last minute she comes up bright and smiling, and just as brave as can be. It was heaps of fun to be grown up and traveling alone! I sat back in my seat and wondered and wondered what the next six months were going to be like. And I wondered, too, if I'd forgotten how to be "Mary." "Dear me! How shall I ever re member not to run and skip and laugh loud or sing, or ask questions, or do anything that Marie wants to do?" I thought to myself. And I wondered if Aunt Jane would meet me, and what she would be like. She came once when I was a little girl, Mother said but I didn't remember her. Well, at last we got to Anderson ville. John was there with the horses, aiid Aunt Jane, too. Of course I knew she must be Aunt Jane, because she was with John. The conductor was awfully nice and polite, and didn't leave me till he'd seen me safe in the hands of Aunt Jane and Jolin. Then he went back to his train, and the next minute It had whizzed out of the sta tion, and I was alone with the begin ning of my next six months. The first beginning was a nice smile, and a "Glad to see ye home, Miss," from John, as he touched his (W Then the Conductor Called "All Aboard!" and the Bell Rang, and She Had to Go and Leave Me. hat, and the next was a "How do you do, Mary?" from Aunt Jane. And I knew right off that first minute that I wasn't going to like Aunt Jane—just the way she said that "Mary," and the way she looked me over from head to foot. Aunt Jane is tall and thin, and wears black—not the pretty, stylish black, but the "I-don't-care" rusty black—and a stiff white collar. Her eyes are the kind that says, "I'm sur prised at you!" ail the time, and her mouth is the kind that never shows any teeth when it smiles, and doesn't smile much, anyway. Her hair is some gray, and doesn't kink or curl any where and I knew right off the first minute she looked at me that she didn't like mine, 'cause it did curl. I was pretty sure she didn't like my clothes, either. I've since found out she didn't—but more of that anon. (I just love that word "anon.") And I just knew she disapproved of my hat. But she didn't say anything— not in words—and after we'd attended to my trunk, we went along to the car riage and got in. My stars! I didn't suppose horses could go so slow. Why, we were ages just going a block. Tou see I'd forgotten and without think ing I spoke right out. "My! Horses are slow, aren't they?" I cried. "Tou see, Grandpa has an auto, and—" "Mary!"—Just like that she Inter rupted—Aunt Jane did. (Funny how old folks can do what they won't let you do. Now if I'd Interrupted any body like that!) "You may as well understand at once," went on Aunt Jane, "that we are not interested in .your grandfather's auto, or his house, or anything that is his." (I felt as if I was hearing the catechism In church!) "And that the less reference you make to your life in Boston the better we shall be pleased. As I said before, we are not Interested. Besides. THE HOPE PIONEER Marie Ml while under your father's roof, it would seem to me very poor taste, in deed, for you to make constant refer ence to things you may have been do ing while not under his roof. The situation Is deplorable enough, how ever you take it, without making It positively unbearable. You will re member, Mary?" Mary said, "Yes, Aunt Jane," very polite and proper but I can tell you tliat inside of Mary, Marie was just boiling. Unbearable, Indeed! We didn't say anything more all the way home. Naturally, 1 was not going to, after that speech and Aunt Jane said nothing. So silence reigned su preme. Then we got home. Things looked quite natural, only there was a new maid in the kitchen, and Nurse Sarah wasn't there. Father wasn't there, either. And. just as 1 suspected, 'twas a star that was to blame, only this time the star was the moou—an eclipse and he'd gone somewhere out west so he could see it better. He isn't coining back till next week and when I think how he made me come on the first day, so as to get in the whole six months, when all the time he did not care enough about it to be here himself, I'm just mad—1 mean, the righteously Indignant kind of mad—for I can't help thinking how poor Mother would have loved those extra days with her. Aunt Jane said I was to have my old room, and so, as soon as I got here, I went right up and took off my hat and coat, and pretty quick they brought up my trunk, and I unpacked it and I didn't hurry about it, either. I wasn't a bit anxious to get down stairs again to Aunt Jane. Besides, I may as well own up, I was crying— a little. Mother's room was right across the hall, and It looked so lone some, and I couldn't help remember ing how different this homecoming was from the one in Boston, six months ago. In the morning I went up to the schoolhouse. I planned it so as to get there at recess, and I saw all the girls except one that was sick, and one that was away. We had a perfectly lovely time, only everybody was talking all at once so that I don't know now what was said.' But they seemed glad to see me. 1 know that. Maybe I'll go to school next week. Aunt Jane says slie thinks I ought to, when it's only the first of May. She's going to speak to Father when he comes next week. She was going to speak to him about my clothes then she decided to attend to those herself, and not bother him. She doesn't like my dresses. She came into my room and asked to see my things. My! But didn't I hate to show them to her? Marie said she wouldn't but Mary obediently "trotted to the closet and brought them out one by one. Aunt Jane turned them around with the tips of her fingers, all the time sighing and shaking her head. When I'd brought them all out, she shook her head again and said they would not do at all—not In Andersonville that they were extravagant, and much too elaborate for a young girl that she would see the dressmaker and ar range that I had some serviceable blue and brown serges at once. Blue and brown serge, Indeed! But, there, what's the use? I'm Mary now. I keep forgetting that though I don't see how I can forget it—with Aunt Jane around. But, listen. A funny thing happened this moniing. Something came up about Boston, and Aunt Jane asked me a question. Then she asked an other and another, and she kept me talking till I guess I talked 'most a whole half-hour about Grandpa Des mond, Aunt Hattie, Mother, and the house, and what jve did, and, oh, a whole lot of things. And here, just two days ago, she was telling me that she wasn't interested in Grandpa Des mond, his home, or his daughter, or anything that was his! There's something funny about Aunt Jane. 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