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THE DAILY SHORT STORY
MARTHA
Martha was like a patient, willing centre of the floor, and her eyes
.
of the
"
and uncomplaining horse. Her life travelled over the rows and rows was always the same, day in and neatly arranged preserves, over day out, month after month, year stacks of piled dishes, the freshly after year. Mornings she'd rise at scrubbed floors, the newly painted dawn, feed and milk the cow, tend woodwork, the dish pan and strainer to the poultry, weed and plant or or its pegs, the pots and pans and
brooms and dust cloths and suddenly. prepare chickens for market,
There was no break in the mono- a look came into her face that was tony of it. Those who knew her the unleashing of years and years of quick never-dreamed there was naught be suppressed desires. She took a.
broom and hind the stolid, plain features except step forward, seized a
was
an
a mind that dwelt always within the swung it toward the shelf of canned *preserves. There was a great crash- scope of the tiny farm.
There had been a time when Maring and splintering and thiudding, and tha was not alone. That was when suddenly all about her was chaos. her older sister Helen and- her young- Martha laughed, shrilly, piercingly, er sister Nancy and her still younger, and struck again. The shelf gave brother Curt lived there. But that way this time, swinging on one hinge. was a long time ago, very long be. Half a hundred jars of varying sizes
died. cause their parents had
The slid to the floor, rolling this way and sisters were beautiful and had mar that, breaking into a hundred pieces. ried well. Curt, too, was married, Directly following there living in a near-by city.
instant of silence, and in the instant Frequently on Sunday they all a voice spoke near the kitchen door. came out to "eat one of Martha's "In heaven's name, what are you do-
·wonderful dinners" and "get a breath Ing that for?"
Just Martha whirled, and there, of country air."
There was never a possibility of inside the door, an amazed look on not finding her home, never a thought his tanned face, stood Barre Howard. but what there would be food in the She backed to the sink and he came house, never a hint that their com- quickly across the floor. She looked ing would upset her ways or corrupt at him scornfully, contemptuously, the orderliness of her household. She and her voice was not the voice of a was like a fixture, like the country woman who chose her words. itself.
"Why?" she cried passionately, One Sunday in June, Nancy brought "Why? Because it's what I've wanted Barre Howard out.
you to do for years and years, and years.
knew
By Meredith Scholl
the
wouldn't mind, darling," she gushed, and it's just to-day I've had "Mr. Howard is a traveller and he's courage. Because I hate this place, Because lecturing in town to-morrow night, hate being cooped up here. I'm chairman of the committee.'" I'm plain and unattractive and can't
or
Martha looked up into Barte H - have the things my sisters have. Be- ward's tanned face a face that was cause all my life I've dreamed of and strong and kindShe looked across wanted to see the places you told about at Roger, Nancs, Kusband, and then at diuer and hearing you only made at Nancy again And she wondered me realize always be here, always whether Nancy, had ever really, loved living on a farm without love Roger or whether he had cately pleasure or society or or anything. offered a means for her to get away. Because people think I'm dependable
farm.
and orderly and Bane. Because Nancy's one would have dreamed so selfish. Because she isn't satisfied were any thoughts in Mar with one man, but wants another, the thear head save those that centered only one- uround; preparations for the Sunday She stopped at last, breathing dinner. Unassisted she moved about heavily, guilty, ashamed. He looked And the kitchen quietly, efficiently, and down at her and was silent. when 1 o'clock came, dinner was ready, after a moment she lifted her head, They knew it would be, because Mar and her voice was normal again, flat the could always be depended upon. and toneless.
It was a sumptuous meal, one of the best Martha had ever prepared. She felt a vague sort of pride in the way her guests attacked it. She stole glances at Barre -Howard, took note of the fact that Nancy had contrived. to sit next him, watched Nancy's face.
Martha sat with the others at the table after
hrg was döne, llaten- of this travels,
visited,
of far awa
he'd
ious customs.
·it.· "I'm sorry. I didn't mean Really. If If there's something you forgot, I'll help you find it."
"There's nothing I've forgotten."
Then why did you come back? Why don't you go and leave me along like all the others do? Alone. That's where I belong."
His eyes were steady, penetrating.
back?" you think
She
hand, across
ng i was stirring
in the thought
"How
asked
She
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