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THE DEMOCRAT-VOICE, COLEMAN, TEXAS, THURSDAY, JULY 24, 1930.
PAGE THRL-
Garter 8C Daughter, Inc.
By Rupert Hughes
CHAPTER V.
After a moment of paralyzed .ter-
ror Polly ran as fast as she could
to the back stairs, swooped, down
them almost without touching the
steps, stamped on the kitchen floor,
coughed for a Earning, and then
stepped into the pantry, snatched
at the basket of tomatoes and mur-
mured softly:
“Let me help. I'm hungry, too."
Tile exaggerated indifference of
her mother and Keith convinced
Polly that they had just broken
from each other’s arms, but she gave
no sign of any suspicion. „Her moth-
er set to stirring mayonnaise and
Walter Keith began to saw a loaf of
bread with violence. The pantry
was a scene of cn®rgy by the time
Mrs. Keith pushed open the door,
Polly caught her glare of triumph-
ant hate just before it changed to
one of baffled confusion at the sight
of Polly, who sang out:
“Come on in, Mrs. Keith! The
more ,t£e merrier." ‘
*Si*frolc a look at her mother and
at Walter Keith. They had their
backs turned to the dining, room
door or Mrs. Keith would have seen
the guilt and terror on their faces.
Polly, through^the screen of her eye,
lashes, saw them exchange a glance
that.said—or at least Polly thought
It said:
“Docs Polly suspect anything? She
saved us accidentally, but docs she
suspect us?"
They forced bright casual smiles
of welcome and turned to say, ' Hel-
lo! What woke you up?"
Mrs. Keith stuttered:
“I was just w-wonderiiig wh-what
kept you s'long?"
Polly explained for them with a
bright laugh:
"It was my expert help. I've been
very busy getting In the way."
Crushed with disappointment n*
finding nothing wrong, Mrs. Keith
gulped an "Oh!" ancj went back to
the dining room.
Keith and Mrs. Carter congratu-
lated themselves that Polly had not
caught them and for her sake they
overacted so crossly that Polly won-
dered if they were really deceiving
Mrs. Keith, who also strove to be
merry and sat snorting like a wind-
broken, heart-broken hippopotamus.
The whole affair filled Polly with
so bitter a contempt for all old peo-
ple that she wondered how they
dared to criticize the young genera-
tion' as they were doing. But she
hung about until the animals were
fed and Walter Keith had taken his
huge pet home. Then Polly’s fath-
er went-back to his desk; but her
mother was so plainly bursting with
questions that Polly kissed her a
hastily good-night and ran to her
room. She was afraid that she
might let slip words that she could
never recall.
After a night of bad dreams with
her eyes open and worse ones break-
ing up her sleep, she woke‘early with
a decision. She would go to Walter
Keith and do what her father ought
to have done long ago ; order him
never to come near the house again.
Learning that her father was to be
in. court the next day and that Keith
would be in the office, she lied vir-
tuously to thcr mother about some
shopping she had to do and went
straight to her task.
Her father’s old homely secretary
greeted her and when she asked for
Mr. Keith motioned her to his office.
She tapped lightly on his door and
walked in. He was so deeply en-
grossed in a stack of law books that
he did not hear her. She studied
the back of his great silvered head
with awe.
He was still the unmeasurably old-
er giant on whose gigantic foot, big
as a saddle, she had sat while he
jogged her to Banbury Cross when
she was a 2-year-old tot.
She felt suddenly how impertinent
it was of a foolish little girl like
her to begin rearranging the lives of
such ancient persons.
. She was about to slip out and go
back jo her toys, but Keitli turned
and saw her, Tose and greeted her
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with open arms. She went forward
,and shook hands’ with him gravely.
He complained:
“Where’s tne sweet kiss I always
used tc .-tl When you came home
from scnoolV"
She simply-smiled and sat down.
He tried again:
, "You’ve got to pay the fee in ad-
vance if you’ve come to me for ad-
vice.”
It was her timidity that made her
unintentionally insolent, bug meant
to murmer but she rasped:
"I didn’t coiie to ask advice, but to
give it.”
“Whew! Well, what do you ad-
vise?"
"I advise you to let my moth-
er alone ar.d quit mistreating her.”
"Me! Mistreat your mother? Why
X have the greatest affection for
her."
"I know you have, and I want you
to stop it.”
"Good Lord, aren't you in the
wrong office?"
She fumbled at her handbag and
muttered:
"The other night I came home
from the theatre unexpectedly and
I found you on the back porch with
my mother. I—I saw you hold her
in your arms and—and kiss her." ■
Keith’s jaw sagged and his whole
body with it, but he put up the best
defend he could.
“Why, my dear child, I’ve kissed
your mother hundreds of times, in
the presence of your father and my
wife, and you. I knew her before
you were born."
Polly shrugged her shoulders and
skewered him with her stare:
"I know those kisses, but these
were different. You’re a great law-
yer, Mr. Keith, and I can’t argue
with you; I’m just a young girl you
used to love and I’m pleading with
you not to ruin my mother's life,
not to wreck my father’s home.”
He stared at her a long while and
she was afraid of him. He was fa-
mous for his intellectual skill in
fencing with the keenest jurists. He
was a handsome man. He had a way
with women, and now he took the
test method of disarming a woman;
he threw himself on her mercy and
attacked her from an unforsccn di-
rection:
"Polly, I'll ask you one question.
When you came home- didn't you
notice how much younger your-
mother looks, how much happier,
how much more eagerness she has
for life than she has' had for years?”
Pol'y was silent. 6he had been
struck by those very changes the
moment she saw her mother at the
station.- But she dared not admit
this, since it might prove that it was
her new love and her new interest
in life that had brought back youth
and beauty.
Keith waited while she thought it
out; then he poured all his heart in-
to his famous golden voice:
"You love your mother. So do I.
We both are concerned about your
mother’s happiness. If I have con-
tributed to it, I have no apologies to
make. She has earned happiness
and no sacrifice is too great to pre-
serve it. If sacrificing me would
make her happier, I would be the
first to advise it, no matter how
much it would cost me in the happi-
ness I find with her. I’m a man, a
busy man. I have my work to do
whether I like it or not. And if it
were for your mother's best interests
iy me to keep away from her 1 could
giT along somehow—"
Before ho could go on, she broke in
frantically:
"Then please do! Please get along
somehow without my mother!"
He pursued his argument relent-
lessly.
“But, conceited as it may sound, I
dont’ think it would make for your
mother's happiness. What has she
to live for? Her children have all
grown up and gone away to other
homes, ail except you—and you’ll not
linger long, when you've gone,
what has she left?"
"She has my father!« Her hus-
band!”
Polly gave this the more emphasis
because of its weakness, but Keitli
| made his eyes and his voice very
gentle:
"Now, Polly, are you quite honest?
You love your father, yet you don’t
love him half a% much as I do, rcal-
| ly, for I spend half my life with him.
hours and days Riid weeks in the
closest companionship and co-oper-
ation. You would scream if you had
to do that. - And with all due respect
to you, he wou',1 scream if he had
to spend much time with you—or
with his wife. What takes him to
all these clubs and Boards and com-
mittees? He doesn’t cam a cent
there. They cost him time -and
money. Why does he prefer them
to his home? Because lie loves them
better. Isn't that the only real an-
swer?"
“Your father fa one of the finest
men in the world, a great lawyer, a
great patriot,, a great civic worker.
But his heart is (y> longer in tils
home, now fa it, Polly? He
your mother very dearly-almost as
dearly as he loves his old slippers
and his'old smoking jacket. But as
for wtiat you and I would consider
love of man for woman, love of lover
fpr beloved—wily, that all died out
years and years ago."
She bowed her head in shame at
what her father had disabled her to
deny. Keith went on.
In his voice, and from her own vis-
ions of her mother's dreary existence
without the tenderness of this de-
voted lover. She ioked up through
raining eyes and found his old eyes
dewy, and she sighed.
“You’re right. I can 6ee it now.
I had no business to meddle with
what I didn’t understand. But your
wife—"
'My wif'e? She hasn't a suspicion
of my interest in youf mother!" '
‘Qh, but she has! she has! You
wondered why I came bursting into
the pantry last night.",-
"ft was rather abrupt."
“Well, I happened to look down at
Mrs. Keith from upstairs and I saw
that she was only pretending to be
asleep. She opened her eyes and
looked about, then she started for
the pantry with the most fiendish
look I ever saw on a human face.”
"My God!”
"I just managed to beat her there.
That s why I pretended to have been
with you all the while, x'ou should
have seen the look on her face when
she saw me. It was poisonous. I tell
you she’s going to go through this
town like a mad elephant any day
now.”
Keith was white and shivering, as
badly terrified as only a brave man
can be of a frenzied reckless woman.
(Continued next week)
9
WHAT THEY SAY-
Colonel and Mrs. Lindbergh are
heir-conscious—Miami Herald.
Be careful what you start while
trying to stop something.—Helena
independent.
Then, too, the new tariff will keep
out a lot of that cheap foreign com.
—Brooklyn Times.
In the good old days, the man
who saved money was a miser. Now,
he’s a wonder.—Louisville Times.
One reason why we stopped play-
ing golf was because we could never
lose the ball in a shady place —
Dallas News.
A modern nation is one that boasts
of labor-saving devices and deplores
unemployment.— Thomaston (Ga.)
Times.
The Neighborhood Cynic says he
wonders how fast Floyd Gibbons
would talk if he were in a hurry.—
Louisville Times..
Booth Tarkington says that by
1980 men will have discarded shirts.
At least a good many of us will.—
Miami News.
The rarest of all rare creatures is
the man who gets a lot cf money
without letting a lot of money get
him.—Brooklyn Times.
We can't go to Iceland for the
celebration, but if Iceland will come
down and over here, we'll celebrate.
—Knickerbocker Press.
The operators of that plane fly-
ing above Chicago for all those days
may just have been afraid to come
down.—Nashville Banner. ,
It’s just the old problem of dis-
tribution. There’s enough idleneee
for everybody, but the wrong people
have it.—Brooklyn Tfme3.
In order to believe in the party
system, it is hot necessary to ap-
prove of the.sort that are thrown
most prevalently just now—Detroit
Free Press. V
A doctor says some people are apt
to get dizzy when walking by the
sea. They see people swimming be-
fore their eyes.—Passing Show.
Bound and loose leaf memoran-
dum books at the Democrat-Voice
office. tfx.
Mrs. Joe Molen has bought the
Coleman News Stand from J. H. Mc-
Kinney and has moved it from the
American Cafe building to Mrs. R.
E. L. Culp’s building recently vacat-
ed by J. N. LempeOtfa.
With the discovery in Baltimore
of John MacDonald, above, a key
witness", Warren K. Billings, lower
left, and Tom Mooney, right, labor
leaders now serving life sentences for
the bombing of a Preparedness Day
parade in San Francisco in 1916,
have high hope for pardons. Mac-
Donald, found after an extensive
search, signed a statement admitting
lie gave fal.«: testimony against
them at their trials and is. n >w will-
ing to retract his former statements.
"My wife—if I may descend to dis-
cussing her-is involved in this very
delicate ea^c, deeply involved. Try to
understand me, Poliy, There is no
woman I have more profound respect
for or more undying affection for
than my wife, but she loves me in
her way just as your father loves
your mother in hfa. It is almost a
pity that your father and my wife j
did not marry each other. They,
arc very fond of each other, but j
neither would mbs the other except,
as a piece of old furniture that was!
not in It..; usual place.
"You may have noticed that many;
wives cling to husbands who are!
drunkards or gamblers or rascals, t
while the wives of very prominent
and ft spec titbit; men arc often mys-
teriously unhappy. Do you know
why? It’s because the bad men
come home and are helpless and
need their wives, while the good men
don't need anybody but their noble!
missions.
“I'm a lawyer and I know whereof
I speak. , Then; arc more homes j
wrecked by Ihe ambition and right-1
eousness of men who afe a little too
virtuous than by ruin or vice.
"For years, while your father lias
been doing noble work for the com-
munity, your mother has been eat-J
mg tier iieart out with loneliness.
She' lias been a part-time widow, an
old maid so far as your father is
concerned and she was lading into
one really.
“Then one forlorn evening my ex-
cellent but drowsy wife fell asleep at j
the card table ar.d your father in-
stead of sending me home with her,
said 'You entertain Mary while I
send out some delinquency notices to
the members of the country club.’
Your mother and I, mere castaways,
discards, drifted out to look at the
moon, and—perhaps you may have
looked at the moon. Your mother
looks uncommonly well by moon-
light and—well-she was horrified
to find that her heart could still beat
and she was human—if she weren’t
she wouldn't have suffered as your
father hgs made her suffer.
"Now you come along and pro-
pose to finish the work your fattier
began. You are going to sentence
her to jail for life. Are you sure
you’re right?
"By and by, Poliy, you will marry
anti bciove long you will discover as
you get acquainted with more and
more married lieople—as only other
married people know other married
people—that tens of thousands of
bur most respectable homes are in
exactly the condition of yours. You
can't imagine now how many peo-
ple who have outlived their first ro-
mance have made these—well, read-
justments. It has always been the
case, for thousands of years.
"Of lata years an increasing num-
ber of important and greedy souls
have rushed to the divorce courts on
one pretext or other,* but they usu-
ally have to go again. „ Some of us
older people prefer the good old fash-
ioned way. It avoicls’scantlids, keep;;
tlie peace, and makes lor general
contentment - and rcvycct^biUty.
“It’s a dangerntiT tiling to- meddle
with other peoples'hearts, my dear.
Even doctors rarely operate cm that
organ. Hadn't you better leave us
love;; poor old souls alone. If I give your
mother a little happiness that she
would not otherwise have; tf I
brighten a few hours that she would
otherwise spend alone, who fa the
wiser, or the worse for it? You don’t
really want to drive me out of her
life and condemn her to years and
years of solitude, do you? Do you?"
Polly was crying softly, less from
what he said Ilian from the hunger
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Can Only Quote
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NEW
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ytO y
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79c
New Silk Prints for Fall Dresses, 3 yards for
$3.39
ALL CORTICELLI SILKS REDUCED
Reduced Prices on All Summer Merchandise Continues
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Williamson, J. T. Coleman Democrat-Voice (Coleman, Tex.), Vol. 49, No. 30, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 24, 1930, newspaper, July 24, 1930; Coleman, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth756085/m1/3/: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Coleman Public Library.