Suzanna Stirs the Fire
ordinary hours intruded and filled the small lives with their duties and their pleasures. Still shadowy, deeply hidden,
e girls. Exquisitely clean, often quaintly adorned with ribbons placed according
an unconscious patronage, felt but hardly resented by the o
free hours that others out in the big world might some day be glad he had lived! This idealism l
r father's financial condition, and indeed she
s of the velvet, the sparkle of the gold, the soft luster of the pearls. But she felt no envy. She loved the adornments with her imagination, not with
ating. Witness the ingenious way, following Suzanna's suggestion, that mother h
ired from many tasks, could paint rare word pictures, build for eager little listeners castles of hope
ey, old John Massey's only child, setting forth the lesson from the Bible, and then the thrilling announcement by the Su
to the brilliance of the affair if Suzanna were to recite. So she gave Suzanna a sheet of pape
," said Miss Massey, "and if you need any help as to em
, thank you, Miss Massey," she said. She could scarcely wait
er after she had read over the verses, "but
ress, mother?" aske
r," returned
l daughter. "I have two dollars that I couldn't
haltingly about a pair of new shoes s
soft valenciennes lace. And later, green cambric for a petticoat. And then on Wednesday the cutting out of the dress with suggestions and help from Mrs. Reynolds, the
held the fretful baby in her arms and tried to soothe him.
this week," said Mrs. Proc
tival, mother," said Suzanna, as she
hly cleaned, the carpets taken up. O, please take
would stop and rest. Such driving haste, such tenacity, meant later a nervous headache wit
led Maizie to watch him, while she tiptoed back into the dining-room. Her mother stil
rn of the loved one who could laugh and say something funny about sleep claiming
, and darn them. I'll call you when I need y
na lingered, but no
he ground beside her, selected a pair of Peter's, slipped the egg down, threaded her needle and beg
to me say two verses of 'Th
s Suzanna dramatically repeated the first part of the poem.
Maizie. "Everybody will listen a
sly wove the needle in and out. "It's a rose blossom. And when I recite in it on t
en cents a yard," said Maizie. She spoke som
red Suzanna reproachfully. "Go see if the baby i
re. She wanted to hear more of Suzanna's fancies, but Suzanna remained silent, having been chilled a little by Maizie's practicality. So Maizie put out her hand and touch
. She let Peter's stocking fall to the ground while she clasped her hands ecstatically. "O, Maizie, it's almost t
hink, Suzanna, when the green petticoat's
wn to you, Maizie, but not for years and years," she
e silent. In different manner, however, for Maizie simply accepted an unpleasant fact, whi
said. "Once a month, when we love each oth
at way," said Maizie, wistfully; "I'm sure mother would
o mean. And Saturday morning you can peel the potatoes so thick that mother'll say: 'Maizie, do you think we're made of money! Here, let Suza
said Maizie, h
round my neck and say: 'Dear, sweet, lovely Suzanna, I'm so sorry I've been so hateful. I
wever. "And I'll say: 'Yes, dear sinner, I forgive
d, marvelous to little eyes with its yards and yards of valenciennes lace that graduated in width from very narrow to on
and for the sixth time Mrs. Procter looked up from her sewing machine at whic
rounder-eyed and then turned to gaze w
"that when I'm older I can have a pink
who knew how strictly to the let
I recite 'The Little Martyr of Smyrna' up on the big platform, I'm afraid I won't be humble in s
poke: "Oh, you'll be all right, Suzanna. The minister means something else when he preaches of b
my patent leat
nna. They're too short even
them for that o
y; "I should be distressed seein
y toes can push through and then put a puff of black, ribbon over
portunities. "Why, I think I can do that," she said. "I'll make a sort of shirred bag into which your toes will fit and so lengthen the slipper and cover the stitching with a bow. I hope I can find a needle strong enough to go through th
for the metamorphosis. It was the quickening of the senses that rallied themselves to meet and solve
s about her mot
other, to have to
rocter looked at Suzanna
ou understand the word, Suzan
other-like catching in your br
please get t
ng, slippers in hand, she fou
he baby?" Suzanna
ed him out to the yard. He's kic
, handed the slip
ir ribbon. That will do for th
cel
lved, worked, tri
going to Bryson's and buying
lieve it is
"because we're doing something harder than just g
l, it does make you feel that you've accomplished a gr
d said: "So, we can put it away now, Suzanna; it's quite f
er mother's face and put her question: "When will you b
w supperward, spoke abstracte
k and her face very pale, Suzanna gazed unbelievingly at her mother. For a moment she was quite unable to speak. Then in
uite unconscious of the storm in the ch
he knuckles. "If you don't cut the goods away the green petticoat won't gleam through
was setting in. She merely said: "Suzanna, we must make that dress last a long time. I made it so that it can be lengthened five inches. We c