The Signal, 1921-10-27, Page 8t
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Ile•-R'hundl7, Oetoper 27, 1t021.
SISTER SUE
by Eleanor H. Porter
(Copyrighted and Issued BY Arrangement With 'Tisanes Alien I
IIHAPTItR I1.
ALI. FOR IA)Vb
It was some days before Sister Sur
Mead the opportunity of telling her
gibe wanted them all together
whew she told them. and there seemed
to be oo appropriate time when they
were ail together. i$esllles, of late,
bet father had appeared t„ be more
than morally nervous and Irritable, for
some nue: phi lntd rrssou ; and she
never liked to telt. Lim dlsturbiog
thlsgs when he was in an unresponsive
swot!. And he certainly was In that
sort of mord now. He wants] to be
worried or anxious over something.
It might he business. She rather sus -
petits! that It 'was.
She could not rwru tell Nartio. As
it happ•nre1, Marin was away fur a
week. There was nothing to du, ttwre-
fors, test to wait. And as patiently as
Ow crock! Sister Sur set herself to this
new task, dally nomfurtlug hrrwgf
with "Oh. well, It tows as if it wasn't
going to creme sometime ! "
Then. almost as r surprise. the night
fefure Martlu Kett's expected arrival.
came ler chatter; a furious storm was
raging outside, and the Gllllsore fatuity
were all together la the library.
For five_ minutes Sister Sim looked
w
little fearfully tutu the faces of her
assembled family: then, taking her
courage In !soh hands, she spoke.
She told thew first of what /Signor
liarton1 had said. She enlarged upon
the wonder of ouch praise from -n.-h
a source, and she lest them nee plainly
how much It nwaut lo her. She told
thea then of her determination: she
waw 10 fit herself for a cr,lrwrt pianist.
She was to try to prove herself worthy
' of Signor Itartonl's high commenda-
tion. She was going to make of ler-
self *nnething really worth while.
With a little breathless choke in her
voiete she stopped. Some way 11
sounded to her very crude, very roue
monpplaoe, now that she had sal,l 1t
Sire hall Intended to say much unite.
She had holed to bring to their eye?,
the wondrous vision of ler,wlf bowing
to enthralled multitudes, and to their
ears the intoxicating clamor of "Fu-
rore ! Encore ! Susanna Gilmore ! "
Bot she kuru that she fid dour very
tar from that.
She felt soddenly shy an1 embar-
rassed. She was tempted almost to
run away uptairs to her. room
Though she realized at once that she
could not do that. of course. Tlwre
was yes more that stw must say—
nitwit more. She had not yet spoken
at alt of Cousin Abby. With that
little breathk•as choke, therefore. slw
waited now for nomr sort of reply to
what she Yid already said.
Tlwre was a blank half -minute of
TS= AIOI=
Iileuee that seemed to Sister Site au
eternity. 'Men from her holier came
this :
..You mean you err going to turn
ynurs••If luto a - a shoo girl oil the
stag,'
The tensIou 'Implied. and Slstcr Sur
laughed a bit hysterically.
"Not exactly that, Father—not In
ptlHl- tights rod spyntglee+... she
twinkled; then In a very different
woke. Just stove her breath, She
stammered :- "1'm going to be a—
great artiste." It was out. with all
the bplh•41 awe and glortlkrt elation
of 701111 s ambition.
Tlwe was another benuubed
silence: then May lagan ckoutot{ully :
"Hut do you thick you will like that
—on the stage so?"
"Of toter -w she'll like it ! " cut to
Gerken, wltb sntkkeu 1 elesuence.
'Anil I, for one. say, 'Bully for you.
5f. ! • Were going to leproud of
you."
"Thank you. Gordon." Sister 5(11'5
ryes glistened. "Of course 1 hole you
will. bot we can't tell about that —
yet : hit I'm gibing to try. oh, you don't
know how I'm going to study and
practlew and work." She said this
looking straight into (Jorrlon's boyishly
svmpatlwtfe ryes. Then. with a little
rellev1l sigh. she turned to the other.
".tad so 111 write 411 l'ousin Abby
right away, and ser how noon she'll
owns•," 41e Anlslwal.
it wall like a match to gunpowder.
"('onaln Abby ! " ejaculated threw
voices. Then her
"Conte here
What do yoti Mean?"
Tlw amazed anger of those thaw
vole's lid not 'welt J/st (1n Sister Sue;
that -she nn der-
' Irv. of course
naw.•'. ate re-
torted cheerily.
"Nonsense ! " ejnenlatd hot father.
"Boit we don't want ('ousln Abby
herr ! " crie.l May.
"I guess tint :" emphasized iinrdon.
"Hut you'll have to have ter,"
1r•elst511 Sister Sur. She still sparke
elwerlly, though her voice hall Id t
some of 1t, assurance. 'You'll have.
to have 110111e one, and I should think
she W011111 le the iest of anybody."
"But we don't want any our but
you," spoke up May.
"We don't titled any ow," declared
Gordon.
"Y'onle. dome," interposed the father
sharply : "there 1s no need of going
through All this again. We settles' it
111. fur all 0011t11e time ago. Wh don't
want I'ousin Abby for need her.
Whit is more, we're not going 10 lave
her. We're doing very well as we
are, Sue. Now let us hear no more
amazed, a
father 1 (lana
but she grove no si
st,awl Its meaning.
'.Why. collie here
-1-to sew to things, you
*lout 11."
"That's Just it. VI'. don't want any
one but our Sister Sue," beamed
Gordon, rattling hawk 1n his chair as
at the satisfactury ersw•lu,t4m of a
what trvublesouw matter.
Sister Sur wet her 111aa, but her
cokes, as she spoke, st111 carried a reso-
hltee cheerlwsa.
"Ob, but you don't uuek'r.trud. I
slaws be here, you see.".
tier three auditors sat suddenly
erect.
"You won't be here ! What do you
Imeau "" tk•mamkel her father.
-Why, I toil you. I'm going to
study. I've got to go away. I've go-
ing to New York first. thea 1 want to
go abroad."
"Nonsense !" cried the luau. with
an Impatient ipe•ture.
"Why. Slater Sue. you can't go
away ! " exportulate4l May. "Who'll
keep hone. for tor ? "
"('0uslu Abby. That's what' I'm
telling you.,•
1t value then—tlw storm of protest.
They understood at last. 'Nay were
tot truly IIsllgnanI anti angry, but tlwy
were amazed and grieved. Not have
Sister Sue at tone with them ? Why.
it was absurd, unthinkillble ! Why,
they'd ahvays had Shier Sue. They
shwldu't think she'd wish to go ---
.anew ere, when they wanted her so
at home !
Sister Stw wet her IIp once more.
and tega11 all over again at the Isegln-
ulug. She tried to Maks thew ser
.what It meant ty her—what Signor
liartoul had saki; how her whole
future happiness Was tseulwl up in this
gnat wish cif hers: how this was her
one chances to make something really
worth while 41 her life.
In the end she won a grudging con-
sent—Gott lit is. if it sol ight 1e ca11ar1 con-
sent. Hrr father, •with a frown and
au imputkrot gesture, sprang to his
feet, muttering as he left 11w room :
"1111, self, 'well, have it your own way.
I've hs, many troubles sof my /In1 to
think of to try to settle yours."
Gordon. with no sympathy in his
eyes new, 'ail so -Bully Pur you ! "
on his Ilps,,struck a match with un-
ncesary velwmeuce. "0f course,
have it your (1141) way ! " tut snapped.
as he. too. mow to his feet and left
the room.
WIstfnl-eyed 4111 qulvaring-lipped,
Susanna Gilmore turned to lwr sister.
',May. -yam think=" she hegan. Hut
May interrupted her sharply, as she.
also. rose to her feet.
"It's just as well. perhaps. that i
do not say what 1 think." s1)1 4 -11110011 -
silted coldly.
The next moment Sister Sue was
al w.
F • long time s1w sat motlonlewa,
her res on ties dancing flames un the
hearth, then, as if to a refugee, she
dew 10 w piano In the music -nam.
In fifteen minutes she tame sway,
res144.1. r•fresh•d.-alreIw. and at peace
outs. more with 111e wortd./
n
11 was always like flit with Slitter
Sue. Ie•t her have but ten minutes
of improvising it the piano, and
whether it was Jo sorrow, anger. or
OODESION, ONT.
a fearsome questioning that had
strained her emotions to the breaking
polus, those ten wluutrs of vibrant
fellowship with the Ivory keys had
brought hack her poise and serenity
of rail. Sister Sue's fatally Irrever-
ently called 1t "taking It out on the
piano." And it was always left for
Gordon to add with a roguish twinkle
that they were mighty glad the piano
was there, Just the tame !
Sister Sur wrote to Cousin Aldry
that evening. To 'whirl( she said she
wanted to do It before she lost her
trounwge, and before they—her family
- host theirs. The tetter written, rhe
went to Med, but not to sleep. For
long hostas slw lay awake, half the
time assurlug herself over and over
that stn war not au unfeeling, aelasb
wrMeh, uMlllal Wntl unslsterly, to
wart to live her sown life; tlw other
half sprat in trying to plan what rhe
should say- to Martin Keut.
Marttu would Out like It. of ("rune.
8110 WAS quite sure of that. He would
touch prefer that rhe should tell him
she hail decided to set an early mar -
1 riage date. Ilut she had already told
him that she should out 4141 tlit. Ar
if she 14 011. going to tie herself down
at twruly years of age to w-lat'wuuld
to uwrely, alrtlwer laundress and an-
other brutal of soap ! Atter she tad
wade a name for herself—that would`
10• u diRrrrut unttter.
S41 Martin would not for exactly
pissed with what she was going to
tell ilia. She knew that. Hut he
would 11411 tee like her father, or (ior-
11on, or even May. $110 was sure of
that. He woukl stoles interest and
4uipttlsy• and 1e proud and excitor!
and gird when site told him what
Signor Ibartoni 11411 said. He always
praised hear playing. anti said he
thought slw had wonderful talent.
So he would untlerstatwl awl trot object
—not rally ubJect—to her wanting to
make the most of that talent, she was
.sur..
Sister Sae went to sheep then. in
her ears once more was ringing the
applatbw of uncounted rudlelwrs, and
In Iwr eyes was 11w viskui of Ierelf
loswhrg Iwr thanks to 1110 e•lamoruus
"Encore ! Elmore ! Snsruna—t:il-
more ! Encore ! "
Marin Keut ca11111 the next evening.
Martin Kent arta engaged in writing
tlw Great American Novel. That Is,
he said It was going to Iw• that *hen
it was finished. lir 111141 toll Sue sev-
eral tlnws that It was going to be by
far tlw• test thing he had ever done.
Martin Kent already had several
novels to his credit —or direredit, as
one chose to kook at It. They were
more or lee, erratic, end they had lot
roll w1.11-1104 that t1i1 disturbed
their author, however. Martin Kent
snapped his fingers at the public taste.
with a disdainful "Who c1nres ?" and
a nwrry "1 shouts! worry ! ' To he
sure, there were Hoose who "sondem'
why he did not worry. for (ertalnly his
visible means of support were very
alelsler. He was known to have only
a wmali annuity aside front what his
low,ks brought him. Otlwera-amore of
whom was Bordon Gftmnre—wIM that
they understood quite well why be 41141•
not worry: be didn't need to If he WWI
gulag to marry Suwlyna Gilmore !---
whk•h was a wort unklnil'lusluuation
to make, w.pevlally eolswrullg one
who was at that very moment engappd
In w•rltitug that Great American Novel
which would, of (norm, sell away In-
to the• huntkeds of ltwwnaantla. Itln
perhaps Gordon and route other had
hot quite no much flit in tills (heat
American Novel.
Sue Gilmore had faith in it ; w,.
tau, had her young sister May . May
was particularly interested: was salt
111e herself writing stories also—or
Prying to '! Was not ole going to
write the Great Amerken Novel suue-
time ? tlf' stuns• she was s May
Just ktww this novel of Martin Kent's
wear going to he • wonderful 4tlerw14 !
May 4141 not mealier. perlips, to what
extent that coil/biome on her part had
to tit) with the 'author's black ryes,
ready amble, and elehonllr self 04011-
erally. May regarded her future
brother-in-law us the most thrillingly
halwds,we eau ales hall 01'011 seen—
and May's experkeut was 1101 110111111.
She was familiar with the features
of nearly every Adonis of the ..•11.11
and the fiatllghts. Aa for Jolla Gtl-
wur(—John'Gilluore was lot r movie
fan, neither was 1w thrilled at the
sight of Adonises in everyday life.
111 klww little of the Brest Ameerken
Novel, and he cared less. Ile knew
little of Martin K11111—sal p•rlipls b••
eared less alai. That tis• yuutlf
author had once maid 15melhiog to
him about w•authog to marry 11s
daughter. Susan,la, hes rematubcred
perfectly. 1 H0 had auvw•rre.l : "Weil,
well, what do I know about it ? isk
your sister—" then he lid caught
himself Just in time and finished—
"Ask the youug lady herself, sat. He
IwwruftIrr(l tlit.l Ile knew 1100w,
1011. dolt !here was stow sort of spa
"understanding" between the two
young people. Hut the fuel Inver
loomed large in his thought., and car-
ried only a vague evnw•louauww of
sarnlething that was possibly to hap.
pen in, the 111m ural distant future.
To -night, wIwn .Martiu Kent ca11111,
Sister Kue was slot* In tier living -
room. John Gilmore was (4,4(111 iso
114• library with Iwo useu w•I11 had
come on hlaliesa won •fter dinner;
and May and (:.onion were off for the
evening. Sister Slw was glad that
ttwre was a prospect of having the•
sour epl,ite no tta•tu,a•Ivrs the had
much that she w•a1t111 t0 may to M•r-
tin Kent: and she 41111 lot want to be
interr•nptedtote knew, lee., that first
she must listen to what Martin Kent
himself had 11) way of his ow•n (hangs.
Martin Kett always stoke first rail
liteuorl aftt•rwanls. Not but flit tw
Was entertaining—As rtill 1110111 was
ahw••ys( a good talker. 1t was Jtrst
that It was his way to start lu with a
full *corrupt of Ids own affairs first,
as if they were the moat interesting
of any subject that could le broached.
For that natter. they wen.. many
times. Martin Kent Was always. hav-
ing unusual expet•ienmws.
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