Georgia Historic Newspapers

    FAYETTEVILLE NEWS, FAYETTEVILLE, GEORGIA.
Mary Marie
ELEANOR H. PORTER
Copyright by Eleanor H. Porter
CHAPTER V—Continued.
—11—
When he got up from the table he
said to me: “I shall expect to see you
tomorrow in the library at four, Mary.”
And Mary answered: “Yes, Father,”
polite and proper, as she should; but
Marie inside was just chuckling with
the joke of it all.
The next day I watched again at
four for Father to come up the walk;
and when he had come in I went down
to the library. He was there in his
pet seat before the fireplace. (Father
always sits before the fireplace,
whetiier there’s a fire there or not.
And sometimes he looks so funny sit
ting there, staring into those gray-
ashes just as if it was the liveliest
kind of a fire he was watching.)
As I said, he was there, but I had
to speak twice before he looked up.
Then, for a minute, he stared vaguely.
“Eh? Oh! Ah—er—yes, to be sure,”
he muttered then. “You have come
with your books. Yes. I remember.”
But there wasn’t any twinkle in his
eyes, nor the least little bit of an un
derstanding smile; and I was disap
pointed. I had been looking for it. I
knew then, when I felt so suddenly-
lost and heart-achey, that I had been
expecting and planning all day on that
twinkly understanding smile. You
know you feel worse when you’ve just
found a father and then lost him!
Well, he took my books and heard
my lessons, and told me what I was
to study next day. He’s done that two
days now.
Oh, I’m so tired of being Mary!
And I’ve got more than four whole
months of it left. I didn’t get Moth
er’s letter today. Maybe that’s why
I’m specially lonesome tonight.
JULY FIRST.
School is done, both the regular
school and my school. Not that my
school has amounted to much. Really
It hasn’t. Oh, for three or four days
he asked questions quite like just a
teacher. Then he got to talking.
Sometimes it would be about some
thing in the lessons; sometimes it
would be about a star, or the moon.
And he’d get so interested that I’d
think for a minute that maybe the un
derstanding twinkle would come into
his eyes again. But it never did.
Naturally the lessons haven’t
amounted to much, as you can imagine.
But the term was nearly finished, any
way; and my real school js in Boston,
of course.
It’s vacation now. I do hope that
will amount to something 1
AUGUST FIRST.
It hasn’t, so far—I mean vacation.
Really, what a world of disappoint
ment this is! How on earth I’m go
ing to stand being Mary for three
months more I don’t know. But I’ve
got to, I suppose. I’ve been here May,
June, and July; and that leaves Au
gust, September, and October yet to
come. And when I think of Mother
and Boston and Marie, and the darling
good times down there where you're
really wanted, I am simply crazy.
If Father wanted me, really wanted
me, I wouldn’t care a bit. I’d be will
ing to be Mary six whole months. Yes,
I’d be glad to. But he doesn’t. I'm
just here by order of the court. And
what can you do when you’re noth
ing but a daughter by order of the
court?
As I said before, if only there was
somebody here that wanted me. But
there isn't. Of course Father doesn’t.
That goes without saying. And Aunt
Jane doesn’t. That goes, too, without
saying. Carrie Heywood has gone
away for all summer, so I can’t have
even her, and of course, I wouldn’t
associate with any of the other girls,
even If they would associate with me
—which they won’t.
That leaves only Mother’s letters.
They are dear, and I love them. I
don’t know- what I’d do without them.
And yet, sometimes I think maybe
they’re worse than if I didn’t have
them. They make me so homesick,
and I always cry so after I get them.
Still, I know I just couldn’t live a
minute if 't wasn’t for Mother's let
ters.
Father doesn’t like ladies. I know-
lie doesn’t. He always runs away from
them. But they don’t run away from
him! Listen.
Quite a lot of them call here to see
Aunt Jane, and they come lots of
times evenings and late afternoons,
and I know now- why they do it. They
come then because they think Father’ll
be at home at that time ;and they
want to see him.
I know it now, but I never thought
of it till the other day when I heard
our hired girl, Susie, talking about it
with Bridget, the Smalls’ hired girl,
over the fence when I was Weeding the
garden one day. Then I knew. It w-as
like this:
Mrs. Darling had been over the
night before as usual, and had stayed
an awfully long time talking to Aunt
Jane on the front piazza. Father had
been there, too, awhile. She stopped
him on his way into the house. I w-as
there and I heard her. She said:
“Oh. Mr. Anderson, I’m so glad I
saw you! I wanted to ask your ad
vice about selling poor dear Mr.
Darling's law- library.”
And then she went on to tell him
how she’d had an offer, but she wasn’t
sure whether it was a good one or
not. And she told him how highly she
prized his opinion, and he was a man
of such splendid judgment, and she
felt so alone now with no strong man’s
shoulder to lean upon, and she would
be so much obliged if he only would
tell her whether he considered that
offer a good one or not.
Father hitched and ahemmed and
moved nearer the door all the time she
was talking, and he didn’t seem to
hear her when she pushed a chair
toward him and asked him to please
sit down and tell her what to do; that
she was so alone in the world since
poor dear Mr. Darling had gone. (She
always calls him poor dear Mr. Dar
ling now, but Susie says she didn’t
when he was alive; she called him
something quite different. I wonder
what it was.)
Well, as I said, Father hitched and
fidgeted, and said he didn’t know, he
was sure; that she’d better take wiser
counsel than his, and that he was very
sorry, but she really must excuse him.
And he got through the door while he
was talking just as fast as he could
himself, so that she couldn’t get in a
single word to keep him. Then he
was gone.
Mrs. Darling stayed on the piazza
two whole hours longer, but Father
never came out at all again.
It was the next morning that Susie
said this over the back-yard fence to
Bridget:
“It does beat all how popular this
house is with the ladies—after college
hours!”
And Bridget chuckled and answered
back:
"Sure it is! An’ I do be thinkin’ the
Widder Darlin’ is a heap fonder of
Miss Jane now than she would have
been had poor dear Mr. Darlin’ lived!’’
And she chuckled again, and so did
Susie. And then, all of a sudden, I
Paul Is No Silly Boy. He’s Old Enough
to Get a License to Drive His Own
Car.
knew. It was Father Mrs. Darling
wanted. They came here to see him.
They wanted to marry him. As if I
didn’t know, what Susie and Bridget
meant! I’m no child!
But all this doesn’t make Father
like them. I’m not sure but it makes
him dislike them. Anyhow, he won’t
have anything to do with -them. He
always runs away over to the observa
tory, or somewhere, and won’t see
them; and I’ve heard him say things
about them to Aunt Jane, too—words
that sound all right, but that don’t
mean what they say, and everybody
knows they don’t. So, as I said before,
I don’t see any chance of Father’s hav
ing a love story to help out this book
—not right away, anyhow.
As for my love story—I don’t see
any chance of that's beginning, either.
Yet, seems as if there ought to lie the
beginning of it by this time—I’m going
on fifteen. Oh, there have been be
ginnings, lots of them—only Aunt
Jane wouldn’t let them go on and be
endings, though I told her good and
plain that I thought it perfectly all
right; and I reminded her about the
brook and river meeting where I stood,
and all that.
But I couldn’t make her see it at
all. She said, “Stuff and nonsense"—
and when Aunt Jane says both stuff
and nonsense I know there’s nothing
doing. (Oh, dear, that’s slang! Aunt
Jane says she does wish I would
eliminate the slang from my vocabu
lary. Well, I wish she’d eliminate
some of the long words from hers.
Marie said that—not Mary.)
Well, Aunt Jane said stuff and non
sense, and that I was much too young
to run around with silly boys. You
see, Charlie Smith had walked home
from school with me twice, but I had
to stop that. And Fred Small was get
ting so he was over here a lot. Aunt
Jane stopped 1dm. Paul Mayhew—
yes, Paul Mayhew, Stella’s brother !—
came home with me, too, and asked
me to go with him auto-riding. My,
how I did want to go! I wanted the
ride, of course, but especially I wanted
to go because he was Mrs. Mayhew’s
son. I just wanted to show Mrs. May
hew ! But Aunt June wouldn’t let me.
That’s the time she talked specially
about running around with silly boys.
But she needn’t have. Paul Is no silly
boy. He’s old enough to get a license
to drive his own car.
Well, of course, that ended that.
And there hasn’t been any other since.
That’s why I say my love story doesn’t
seem to be getting along very well.
Naturally, when it gets noised around
town that your Aunt Jane won’t let
you go anywhere with a young man,
or let a young man come to see you,
or even walk home with you- after the
first time—why, the young men aren’t
going to do very much toward making
your daily life into a love story.
TWO WEEKS LATER.
A queer thing happened last night.
It was like this:
Yesterday Aunt Jane Avent to spend
the day with her best friend. She
said for me not to leave the house, as
some member of the family should be
there. She told me to seAV an hour,
weed an hour, dust the house down
stairs and upstairs, and read some im
proving book an hour. The rest of
the time I might amuse myself.
Amuse myself! A jolly time I could
have all by myself! Even Father
wasn’t to be home for dinner, so I
wouldn’t have that excitement. He
was out of town, and was not to come
home till six o’clock.
It was an aAvfully hot day. The sun
just beat dOAvn, and there wasn’t a
breath of air. By noon’ I Avas simply
crazy Avith my stuffy, long-sleeA-ed,
high-necked blue gingham dress and
my great clumpy shoes. It seemed all
of a sudden as if I couldn’t stand it—
not another minute—not a single mln-
ute more—to be Mary, I mean. And
suddenly I determined that for a while,
just a little Avhile, I’d be Marie again.
Why couldn’t I? There Avasn’t any
body going to be there but just my
self, all day long.
I ran then upstairs to the guest
room closet where Aunt Jane had made
me put all my Marie dresses and
things when the Mary ones came.
Well, I got out the very fluffiest, soft
est Avhite dress there Avas there, and
the little Avhite slippers and the silk
stockings that I loved, and the blue
silk sash, and the little gold locket
and chain that Mother gave me that
Aunt Jane Avouldn’t let me \vear. And
I dressed up. My, didn’t I dress up?
And I just threw those old heavy shoes
and black cotton stockings into the
corner, and the blue gingham dress
after them (though Mary Avent right
aAvay and picked the dress up, and
hung It id the closet, of course); but
I had the fun of throAving it, anyAvay.
Oh, how good those Marie things did
feel to Mary’s hot, dried flesh and
bones, and how I did dance and sing
around the room in those light little
slippers! Then Susie rang the dinner-
bell and I Avent doAvn to the dining
room feeling like a really truly young
lady, I can tell you.
Susie stared, of course, arid said,
“My, Iioav fine Ave are today!" But I
didn’t mind Susie.
After dinner I Avent out into the hall
and I sang all over the house. Then
Avent into the parlor and played
every lively thing that I could think
of on the piano. And I sang there,
too—silly little songs that Marie used
to sing to Lester. And I tried to
think I Avas really doAvn there to Bos
ton, singing to Lester; and that Moth
er Avas right In the next room Avaiting
for me.
Then I stopped and turned around
on the piano stool, and the room was
just ns still as death. And I knew
I AA-asn’t in Boston. I was there In
Andersonville. And there wasn’t any
Baby Lester there, nor any mother
Avaiting for me In the next room. And
all the fluffy white dresses and silk
stockings in the Avorld Avouldn’t make
me Marie. I Avas really Just Mary,
and I had got to have three Avhole
months more of it.
And then is Avlien I began to cry.
And I cried just as hard as I’d been
singing a minute before. I Avas on
the floor Avith my head in my arms on
the piano stool Avhen Father’s voice
came to me from the doonvay.
“Mary, Mary, Avhat in the world
does this mean?”
I jumped up and stood “at atten
tion.” the AA-ay you hate to, of course,
when fathers speak to you.
“Yes, sir.” I tried not to have ray
voice shake as I said it; but I couldn’t
quite help that.
"What is the meaning of this, Mary?
Why are you crying?”
I shook my head. I didn’t Avant to
tell him, of course; so I just stam
mered out something about being sorry
I had disturbed him. Then I edged
tOAvard the door to show him that if
he Avould step one side I Avould go
aAvay at once and not bother him any
longer.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
SCOUTS
(Conducted by National Council of the Boj
Scouts*of America.)
BOY SCOUTS DROWN IN LAKE
Five boys and three men, all of
South Bend, Ind., were droAvned AA'hen
a boat carrying a party of boy
scouts capsized in Lake Magician, 30
miles from South Bend, The party
was en route to Hemlock island
Avhere a summer scout camp was be
ing laid out. The vessel, a 14-foot
steel motorboat, sank in the middle
of the lake. The lake is about 40
feet deep at that point.
The dead included Jo N. Taylor,
age thirty-nine, scout executive; Ver
non C. Murphy, age thirty-five, scout
master; Judson Taylor, age twenty,
assistant scoutmaster; James Taylor,
age eight, son of Jo N. Taylor; Wil
liam Kingsley, age fifteen; Kenneth
Borrough, age fourteen; Clinton
MatheAvs, age sixteen, and Phillip
Neitzel.
Boy scouts were on guard duty
while some of the bodies lay in state
and also participated In the burial
exercises at Avhich taps Avere sounded.
! hmtficsm Farm Bureau
THE TYPICAL EAGLE SCOUT
Sorting and Weighing Wool in Warehouse.
One Million Dollars saved!
That figure represents to 45,000
American Wool groAvers the value of
avooI pools during the last year. It is
the result of a study of figures from
the 22 state wool pools compiled by C.
J. Fawcett, director of the Wool Mar
keting department of the American
Farm Bureau federation.
Twenty-tAvo and one quarter million
pounds of avooI Avere handled by these
aa’ooI pools during 1921. The coneen-
The Painful Part.
“Jones hates to have his Avlfe go
South every Avinter."
“Feels the separation, no doubt.”
“Yes, from the necessary coin.”
This is a picture or John Shepherd
of Troop 6, Williamsport, Pa. He is
a typical Eagle scout—the rank to
which the majority of boy scouts as.
pi re.
A GAME SCOUT
Charles Murray, an East side boy,
wanted to be a scout, but his parents
objected, particularly the father, think
ing, despite all the boy’s explanations,
that it. AA T as a military movement.
Then came a sad day AA'hen Charles
was run over and brought to a hos
pital, belleA'ed to be dying. In order
to please his son, the father promised
to let him be a scout if he got well.
The boy suffered a punctured lung
Avhich began to heal, and as he lay in
bed last winter he studied the scout
handbook with might and main so as
to get ready to be a tenderfoot scout
as soon as he is up and about again.
A member of the Horace Mann troop
is teaching him all the scouting he
can and the troop is about to make
the Invalid an associate scout. The
doctor has said that young Murray
must practically live out of doors next
summer and the boy thinks that that
is the best possible chance for hisa
to practice scouting.
SCOUT THE FAMILY COOK
The camp director a.t the Pasadena
(California) council camp recently
sampled some biscuits so superior that
he asked the scout who offered them
to him whether the boy’s mother had
baked them. “I made them myself
right here at camp over an open fire.
I do all the cooking at home.” This
latter rather unusual bit of informa
tion led the camp director to ask more
questions and he learned that the boy’s
father and mother AVere both dead and
that he and his sister lived with his
ninety-year-old grandmother and an in
valid aunt. “My sister has been sick
recently, so I do all the cooking,” the
scout summed up the situation.
C. J. Fawcett.
tration points which handled this mass
of wool are located at Sycamore, N.
Y.; Columbus, Ohio; Lansing, Mich.;
Houston, Tex.; Chicago, Ill.; Portland,
Ore., and Fargo, N. D. The average
CO-OPERATIVE PLAN
ADOPTED IN NEVADA
BLIND SCOUTS WIN HONORS
In Faribault, Minn., they have a
troop of blind scouts which is doing
phenomenal work not only in scouting
But in other ways. Twice in succes
sion this troop has carried off the
trophy for making the best shoAving
in an efficiency contest and three beys
of the troop, Walter LaBelle, Clarence
Peterson and Arthur Mitchell, won
prizes in the Humane society essay
contest on the subject of "Preventlo*
of Cruelty to Animals.” Another blind
scout. Richard Gustafson, also won
honorable mention.
ATTENTIONI PARENTS
Not long ago a pathetic letter came,
into the national headquarters of the
Boy Scouts of America from a scout,
expressing complete discouragement.
Although he loyed the Boy Scouts of
America and thought it the “best or
ganization boys can join," the writer
said lie had completely failed as a
scout. And Avhy ? Because his-“folks”
made fun of scouting and all he tried
to do as a scout, until, “being human,"
ne “gave up.” Where Avas the failure?
With the son or with the parent*?
Marketing Exchange and Local
Associations Are Now in
Successful Operation.
There are very few farmers left in
western Nevada Avho are not now fa
vorable to the co-operative marketing
plan adopted last fall at the Reno
meeting, and Avhich lias begun func
tioning.
The action of congress in sanction
ing such co-operative organizations
and the groAvth and achievements of
the co-operative marketing movement
throughout the country, has been the
leaven Avhich has brought farmer
after farmer la line for a try-out in
this state.
Every alfalfa grotver who has an
alyzed the marketing of last season's
crop, which, as a rule, was sold for
less than the cost of production, is
convinced that the only Avay to stabil
ize hay production and insure fair
prices is through a co-operative sell
ing agency. The plan prescribed in
the state exchange and local asso
ciations, involving a contractual ob
ligation betAveen the grower and his
association, under which minimum
prices can be maintained, leaving the
groAver otherwise free to sell as he
pleases, and providing for developing
and securing outside markets for the
surplus, seems to hit the nail on the
head. It is something that Nevada
farmers can and must put over for
their OAvn Avelfare.
The co-operatiA-e selling plan, as
embodied in the exchange and feder
ated associations Is all embracing In
respect to farm and range products.
No product is taken over for collec
tive marketing until the board of di
rectors of the local association, by a
four-fifths A*ote, decide so to do. They
may not then take it over unless they
are prepared to render some proper
and efficient service in its marketing.
The plan, therefore, Is progressiA'e.
Beginning Avith hay and probably po
tatoes, in certain counties; with grain
or dairy products, etc., In other dis
tricts, each association la a law unto
itself ns to Avhat products It will un
dertake to market. Since no one Avho
is not a producer can be a member,
growers control their oaa-ia enterprise.
Another important feature of the
plan is that each product pays for its
own marketing. The cost of the serv
ice rendered in marketing l ay is as
sessed against hay only: o'! market
ing potatoes, against potatoes, etc.,
and separate accounts are kept for
each product.
In the Avriter’s opinion, the ex
change. the headquarters of which are
gross price per pound obtained Avas
25 cents. The average net to the
grower was slightly over 20 cents.
Forty-five thousand tAVo hundred and
forty-six men consigned their wool to
these pools and.received an increased
price of $1,013,549.13 for their co-oper
atively marketed product. Ohio mar
keted 5,798,390 pounds of avooI by this
method, almost tAvice as much as any
other state ; Michigan came next Avith
2,586,347; NeAv York. Indiana, Ioavu,
Wyoming and Montana all marketed
over a million pounds each.
Mr. Fawcett says, “The machinery
for processing and conveying the do
mestic avooI dip from the groAver to
mill has been through the hands of
about 5,000 wool dealers and speculat
ors, each of Avhom must maintain his
storage facilities and organization, and
in a great many cases exorbitant prof
its have been taken as toll by the many
middlemen that operate between the
groAver and consumer.
"Perhaps the groAvers of no other
agricultural commodity have had such
a little knoAvledge of the methods em
ployed In the distribution of their prod
ucts as the wool growers, and little or
no attention has been paid to methods
of distribution to mill consumption.
The product of about 45.000 wool
groAvers through the pools Avas pre
pared for market while yet the prop
erty of the groAvers and sold on qual
ity basis through their association di
rect to the mills. This, we believe, to
be economy in distribution. The fun
damental principle upon which this
method of marketing is based may be
described as an effort to conserve a
larger portion of the consumer’s dollar
for the producer by shortening the
route betAveen the producer and con
sumer through efficient and systematic
distribution."
at Reno, can be operated Avith one !
general manager and an office clerk, j
That there should also be estab- j
lished at Oakland, Cal., a branch of- i
flee, In charge of a coast sales man- !
ager and a clerk. Also that ware- !
housing space should be rented for
six months or more of the year ioi i
carrying on hand for inspection and
immediate delivery, alfalfa hay, po
tatoes, etc. Provision, if possible. 1
should be made to adA'ance to grow-
ers, on such Avarehouse certificates,
one-half the marketing value of the
product, pending its sale. Tills fea
ture, If not attainable at first, avIII
come In due time.
While the membership contract calls
for one-half the regular marketing j
charge to be paid by the grower on j
sales made by himself, folloAvIng the j
California plan, the AA-riler Is of the |
opinion that, In respect to alfalfa hay,
for example, the charge by the ex
change, for its support and the Oak
land office, should be established at
$1 per ton on direct sales by the ex
change and 10 cents per ton. only,
on sales made by the growers them
selves. The above $1 per ton Avould
include any sendee rendered by the
local association In direct sales. The
10 cents per ton on growers’ sales
Avould go direct to the exchange and
Avould probably need to be supple
mented by 5 cents per ton more for
association service.
The foregoing charges are not oner
ous, but very moderate. If the ex
change and associations function suc
cessfully, the difference in price re
turns to the groAver would take care
of such charge and leave a substan
tial profit balance to the good.
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T5c, or direct from HE55IG-ELL15, Chreitb, Kemobi., T«sa»
10 BY
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KING PIN
PLUG TOBACCO
Known as
“that good kind"
Cfiy it-and you
will know why
Diamond’s Rheumatism Powder*
la unquestionably a reliable remedy tor
Rheumatism, Neuralgia, Lumbago, Neuritis
and Indigestion. W. H. Snead of 531 Church
St. made oath that he took (4) powders and
threw away his stick. Eight powders by
mail {1.04. Send 2c stamp for Information.
Diamond, 315 AV. Ray St., Jacksonville, Fla.
These are the names of four of the
most populnr of the flints made and
distributed by the American Farm Bu
reau Federation.
Folders containing "stills" from each
of these pictures and a synopsis of the
story are being sent out to county
farm bureaus to sIioav the films avail-
aide for use in organization drives and
community gatherings.
Homestead Films, Inc., the corpor
ation which is producing these films
for the American Farm Bureau Fed
eration lias a number of other photo
plays In process of production. They
Avill be released as soon as completed.
The most recent development Is an
arrangement with Mr. Herbert Quick
for the Homestead Film, Inc., to pro
duce "The Brown Mouse.”
SELL COCOANOT OIL SHAMPOO
Large bottle costs you $1.20 dozen, retail*
i 50 cents. Other money makers. ALPHA
PRODUCTS CO., 14 G: . .a St., Newark, N, J.
AGENTS—Sell Master Furniture and Auto
mobile Polish; used in White House, AVash-
ington. Big comm. Walsh’s Protecpollsh.
Inc., 4302 N. Third St.. Philadelphia. Pa.
lUG PROFIT selling Ford top springs. Re
place troublesome front strnps. Sell on sight.
Every Ford owner a prospect. Details free.
Industrial Specialties Co., nimiiiiglmai, Ala.
GOVERNMENT POSITIONS—Railway mall
postal clerks needed, ?1.600-{2.14n. vacation,
sick leave. Correspond, course unnecessary.
Free booklet. Box 842. Washington, I). C.
W ATERMELON SEED, 75o POI ND, post
paid. We grow over thirty different varie
ties. Send for catalog. EVAN'S SEED
COMPANY. MONTICELLO, FLORIDA.
Invest—$5 for Few Months means price of
new car. Send $1.00. Unsatisfactory, money
refunded. O. H. TAYMAN, Shawnee, Oltln.
SORE EYES
Dr. Salter's Eye Lotion
relieves and cures sere and inflamed eyes in
24 to 48 hours. Helps the weak eyed, cures
without pain. Ask your druggist or dealer for
SALTER’S. Only from Reform Ditpentnv.v,
P. O. Box 151, Atlanta, Georgia
W. N. U., ATLANTA, NO. 22-1922.