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The Youth's companion
The Youth's companion : the best of American life in fiction fact and comment, v. 92, no. 28, July 1...
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The Youth's companion : the best of American life in fiction fact and comment, v. 92, no. 28, July 11, 1918.
Brownell, Agnes Mary.
18 December 2014
Boston : Perry Mason Company
Dime Novel and Popular Literature
The Thankful Spicers / by Agnes Mary Brownell.
Children's periodicals, American.
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pm-..’-N . . was HALTE: FIETH 8 PLATT ST LAWRENCE N ANNY,” said Charlie Folsom, junior member of the Folsom & Son 3 Investment Company, “you're Eredi" Funny Spioer, with her pencil poised above her pod awaiting dic- tation, lixed on him a oonsidering gaze from her clear gray eyes and waited for the answer; as she thought out her employer was pro- “ pounding some sort of conundrum. " “The question nat- ? umlly arises," oontin- ued Charlie, putting his finger tips together 5 in a judicial manner, if “why? The answer is 93 not far to seek: you are too good to waste on us. How old are you, Fanny?" “Eighteen, " replied Funny. 5 “Eighteen. " mused 5’ Charlie. “Let's see- ! , you have been with us V three years -" , “Three years and i(’ three months,” said a Funny, instantly pro- driving the exact fact Cnnyrlzhl. ms. by Perry hlamn Cnmvlrry. Boston. Mm. an yin-” address NUTlCl: T0 RI ADl'K up n gas; r“Q‘p 4 on 9 , ",5 w:.e..,....a....n md...,n...n...r....... ram 3 4w Qbs Q Q‘ r6X:3 ZN Ir on he was: ‘A’-'i;<i-tr“;-AU-‘pa-‘Alma ww->3,-' A. s. lsURLl’5uN. l7mr:vuIrrr Gui-11! JULY n. ma MPAN ON FICTION FACT AND COMMENT TWO DOLLARS AYEAR ' FIVE CBJTS A COPY U .. from the orderly tiles . . [r I ‘ . .!,.:;‘,‘ 5-4;‘ "" of her mind. <4’-‘“<=-<%-‘xw ’ ‘ .. ‘ Kg “ It was your class that was graduated in “-ruzxzs THE PROPOSITION. WHAT no mo rmnx or r‘r7" "AN EXCELLENT INVESTMENTI" sum r-‘ANNY, June, wasn't it? " asked Charlie irrele- rnntly. Fanny nssented, There had ‘ been excellent reason for her stop- ping high school in the middle of her freshman year. That was the winter when even the re- doubt.-Lble Mrs. Spioer almost tor- got to be thankful, for dist Jed, then Funny, and linally Mrs. Spioer herself had succumbed to J n mvere attack of grippe. So long vvas Fanny's illness that she had rnistrusted her ability to latch up with her class Mr. Spioer’s pur- chase of a typewriter clinched the matter, and Fanny enrolled in the Business College; she had on- ished her course there with tlying colors ‘.9 mid had thereaiter served in the capac- ity of stenogmpher to the Folsoms, hither and son, with entire satistactinn to them. It had seemed very wonderful to be earning u‘a.ges nhen other girls of her age were working problems out of a book; but Funny had‘ had a wistful rnonrent. when she saw her old school- nurtes in their grndunting white, with tlowers, upon the stage on commence- 6 meat evening. I t “Funr.ry." said Charlie, “let's come .3 to business-let's come right down to bottmrl far.-ts You our take is. letter- you can get it out in proper shape; you know the routine of oilloe work; you are dependable; you are efficient. In short, you me thoroughly at home in an oflioe with clerks and employees and S lrrrsiriess folk. But are you alwrrys ma % rnuoh at honre, Fanny, with people? ‘ 'rble ones, I mean,-not the busi- -‘, n sort-well, yes-I mean society- ! we're nil in it-we're all got the social ? instinct. " . Fnnny shook her head; she had sl- wuys been at little still in oulllpnny, Q “About books, now; luui any time is to read? And then, there’: Emlirnr,- ' x rt-member we've got to lire up to Em- 1imr;lt's not every family him a blllltllfllz nuthor in It But whnt I was mining to is this: you know father's sister. nry Aunt Jnliir.-mother guve a purty, ten, wlnrt you mil it, for her when she was visiting here u. year or so ?" S Funny nodded. Well she remembered turn’ gr S‘:”;’?z’.4’7'.Tf12$':‘.‘z’.:'<‘E"x.’f? ‘E5’;75‘:“slf=? $59.3‘? “$“.-‘:3? %.9’:?‘F.i’I& ‘:'i‘.73‘?.‘s'.‘Q S;’:.a“’.:'?9.%$;7"'.v"‘4s’. THE SPICERS CBx4 Agnes Mary Browncll V. FANNY LOSES HER JOB that lrrtmvstirrg occasion and the silk dress that Mrs. Spioer did not WP2I.l‘l “She took it great notion to your mother," oontinurd Clnrrlie, “and to you two girls She'll be alone this winter; her Last chick has left her, rnurried. and wants her mother to come and live with her. Aunt Julia's very, very wise; she knows that it you want to keep home you've got to stay in it. Ami she thought if slu-, would get some young girl for company it rnight he an udwmtnge to both. There's a line rwlrool there, Grafton At-zulerny; my aunt um-rrded it 83 a girl. Well, it's a sort of puule picture: there's the home and there's the school -tirul the girl.” Funny looked up with n question in her eyes. “About the cost," prueeeied C ' m bxrrhe saga- ciously, “money oouldn’t buy such a home as my Aunt .Iuli:r’s; neither could it procure just the qrrrrlitios rrry aunt. requires in the girl; such tlrirrgs can only be freely oilered, never bought -no rulvlr mmrmxlities in the open rrmrlzet As for the tuition, it's not prohibitive-it's not that kind of school; you can easily nnmnge Vvrerythintz. There's the proposition. What do you think of it?" “Arr excellent investment!" said Fanny. “ Gllt+>(h:r’<ll " Charlie Pntlri1>iast1'- mlly. “Now to put you two into eurmrmnitn- n. " Chnrlie F(rl:ImlI's prophetic eye saw oppor- tunity writ in lurge letters in the horoscopes of those tuo. Here was Aunt Julhr. whose (-,hil<ln-n n-fuswl to let her live alone, but who tml on km-plnxr her home, and here wus lurnuy, Wllti.’4') native lntelllgt-me and shrewd esliuurlx-s could nor1=r entirely nntke up for ll1‘li('ll‘Ill'lt’S in uohoolimz. Charlie's plan had nu-t the irrstitrrt nppruyul of the elder I-‘olsoru and tho oonlinl cornmenxlution of his Inotlrer; his Aunt Julia regarded it as direct answer to prayer. To Aunt Juliir it meant nuiinmining u ‘honu-, as opposul to becoming the inmate of us. She rvrnernlrered Fanny-a girl deft, cajnble and nrrnxs rning. who combined with her nrolln>r's optirnisru tr shrewd power of ob- servutiorr that runde her an excellent judge oi Values. Whvrr she tried to recall to mind the girl’s looks, one (:ll3.l‘dCll&l'l3ilC stood out pre- eniim-nt. “>he looks-genuine," thought Aunt Julia, with a thrill of elation. The street on the Spicers was as if Fanny had received an inritntion to be presented at or “Well, what you gain’ to do about it?" in- quirvd Jed, with ill-concealed elation. “I14: still, Jed." oornnrunded his mother. “Tlris lu-re’:-r n time for prayer and fasting, like the Hook rurys. Who knows but it may change Fanny's whole life?" “ don't want Funny 1-lr:r.ngedl" suddenly wuiled Enrlirnr. “I want her just like she is!” Funny srnilt-<1 turd gnve Emllna one oi her odd, In:ItA'ninl (':INss9s. “It's the parting of the ways,” mid Mr. S]ill'(“l' suuzely, "There's the crostrwuls. and . lgn, ‘This way to an eddication.' I never “out down thnt road my self," he nrhnittod a little ruefully; "neither did maw, lu-re. I take it we couldn't '3’ been no happier if we lnrd, but we might ‘u’ been 5 little use- fuller.” “I gm-.-u you two's useful enough, all right!” lntprjknml J:-<1 in n grun‘ voite of loynlty: rind the splwrs, hlg urul little, went seriously into the rrnrthrr. On tho one lnunl wrur Fanny's weekly sti- ul, uhlvh sruhiorrly loomed to prlruely pm- Mr. $]IiAI'l" hm! pointed out and the xmune mad bt-yonll. At tunes Mrs. Spiwr liftpd u furtilre, lilur-vlu-ci:s>I.l xrlngzhanl hour to her eyes, and Mr. Sliiulr blow tie-Ii:-int lrl2L<Li into his hand- lwrr-,lrief. Jed split rm rrrrrromssrrry amount oi liirrxiling by way of giv- ing vent to his feelings, und Evulilllt left her entmrroirrg paper - doll 1.r.un(-‘ nrrd Amine turd sat Willi her Srrlootlr head ngzrinst her sister's unn "it is queer. now," Irursod Mrs. Spioer. "how folks can be so glad and yet so miser- nlrlo both to om-2!" Their little world soon knew that Fanny S)ri(I‘l' was going any ay to sohool. Mrs. Iluvey nnd Nettie czune over to spelrrl an evening; M ha. I [ovey was doubt- ful about the wisxlorlr oi l"uuny’s choice, but Nettie glowed with’ l;t“ll6‘r0IlS enthusiasm. Nettie had once gone nwny herself to study nrt rrlul rnusic in I rrolglrlxrrinjr city, and Nettie knew that. it had b(1"ll very much worth her uhile - although not, irrdeorl, from the point oi view of art run! ruusio, for tho-re were not Nettie’s forte. thinsrs Queer as it may .-:1-nr, Nettie had leamul in u slrantle and lonesome city more nhout her own home than all the years of her mreless girlhood hud tauglrt her. llistzuroe haul Kiwn her perspc-(tire. Tire day oorue, as even the most lrnpor't.'rnt days eventually will onlrre, uippin;: up out of the t-asst like any other day. and Funny stood upon the station plntfonn. She did not stand alone at this crossrwrtls of Mr. Sploer’s designntiorr. The clan of Spimr was there: and Cl‘ rlie I-‘olsonr and his father, the irnpressrve senior member of the linn ; and Mrs I-‘ol:IorrI,beaui1'lul and serene 85 ever, but u ith a brighter light in her ey es lies-aIII.sf: of the strange sym- pat.hy.th-.rt mm. in her; Mrs liorey, properly ltumbriuus rwmrding to her code of rrrrrtirim: und Nettie, with two glowing spark: of mur-.u:e in her eyes and tin unwontrsi thine of color in her cheeks. Nettie heartily disapproved of the urrsaridierly and etieruinate attitude of the worru-rri’oll.', now that Fanny had been cullul to the colors Well, it was over. The wheels moved under Fztnuy, nnd, straining for a last glirnpse thruuglr the smudgy window, she saw the little rank (1 tile 01 her escort, with Nettie stiurding stitily as it an H sulrrte, “Well, I s'p<r:4e tlurt‘s llrrotlrer thing you‘re tlrnnkful ior," olxverved llirs liovey, with bith-r sympitthy. “l’rn an-tr)'in' Iran] to be," admitted Mrs. spit-er. "After all, Fanny's only 3 little further uuny nrul a little longer gone ; she'll come luck w hen her work's (lone, " she tinislrod hopefully. “Will she git her old job back? " nskal Mrs liovey rlzlrkly. “You know," Mrs Spioer declared with mnvivtion. “the way things has opened up for Funny, I wouldn't pre- sume toclroose for hot, not if itwns the linest job in the city. I feel I can mm: the job in Funny. " “I rlnrrno but you're right," con- oodo-<l M rs Iiovt-y. t nln--in-n ymus of age Fanny pi‘! ! portiorrs; on the other, were the nigrrlnnrnl tlnrt , 2lIlll(‘I’('1l the curious and discomertlrrg ll’ 1:’ tr‘ s‘.’.’?f>‘5 Bi’ $5.99 %‘.‘J.'5'.‘”u.<'..'? %:?71‘x'.%.”"$.'?'%.‘r?;‘? $2r".73%