. The Ladies' home journal. ilybelle, Aunt Mamie said. Eatyour meat like a good not hungry. I feel do you feel bad?All over. It was true that Lilybelles face had takenon an alarming pallor. Aunt Marnie andmother felt her forehead, examined herthroat, took her pulse, and prodded her in thestomach. In spite of these ministrations,Lilybelle continued to feel bad. Its the shock, Aunt Marnie how it affects people. They thinktheyre all right and then suddenly it hitsthem. Thats how I feel, Lilybelle said Uncle Eds protests that hehadnt had any dessert

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. The Ladies' home journal. ilybelle, Aunt Mamie said. Eatyour meat like a good not hungry. I feel do you feel bad?All over. It was true that Lilybelles face had takenon an alarming pallor. Aunt Marnie andmother felt her forehead, examined herthroat, took her pulse, and prodded her in thestomach. In spite of these ministrations,Lilybelle continued to feel bad. Its the shock, Aunt Marnie how it affects people. They thinktheyre all right and then suddenly it hitsthem. Thats how I feel, Lilybelle said Uncle Eds protests that hehadnt had any dessert and mothers sugges-tion that Lilybelle had simply eaten toomany dill pickles, Aunt Marnie bundled Lily-belle up and dragged her home. Their abrupt exit had a peculiar effect onmother. Lilybelle, in absentia, became amartyred child. Mother felt guilty that shehad been the cause of all the trouble by pos-sessing such things as laundry chutes and dillpickles. Sit down and finish your supper, fathersaid. (Continued on Page 193). ,fy*M^ %^

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