The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1878-08-21
little ones when she was dressed and
kissed them all around.

the perfume OF the wonderful plant StOlt
into her soul, and she prayed the loving
Master that, however plain the dress she
must wear in earthly eyes, in His sight
it might be fair indeed.
"When shall ! 60 look for my bonny
calico, mother?" she asked in the morn
ing. 81 must begin it soon.''
do you think you can be satisfied,
Chris?"
And such an anxious question as it was.
The mother had lain awake too that night.
vi course can, mother. It's me, not
my dress, people must admire for once"
"Here is the money, then. I have
! saved it as could.''
Chris thought SO when her pocket was
weighed down with the nickels. But she
realized, too, what the Saving" of her
mother had been. .-. ... >).g.@
Liz wanted to go, So her sister waited
to comb the tangled hair and find the lost
nat before starting out, throwing back
kisses to Cora and baby.
II was afraid Chris would be broken
hearted quite" said the mother, fondly;
'but do believe she's the best girl ever
mother had"
And, meanwhile, up in a great block
of stores Chris and Liz were turning over
the many piles of prints, selecting first
one and then another, until fairly bewil-
dered with so many ..E.',
II think I'll have this, said Chris at
last, choosing white ground with del
icate sprlg of black. ,
20 Chris take this. See it's almost
the same, but it's blue, and so pretty"
"But I like this better, dear.''
"Oh, no, this is so lovely"
! Now Liz was only haruln- sacrum girl
OF eleven, and the black did seem the
prettiest; but Chris thought it did not
matter so much as pleasing her sister
So Liz was grati6ed, the little bundle
made up. and they went out.
They were very busy days that fol-
lowed. The dress got along but slowly,
! for lessons and baby must have first place
of course.
It was almost examination-day, and
Chris had stopped one night where she
could have the quiet schoolroom to go
over the topics of that long literature that
was to be the final recitation of the SEN
iors, when she heard Fan Ellis voice ::
~ do wish some one would 90 over
these topics with me. I never can recite
unless I go over them once out loud
Won't some one hear me?''
But the girls had too much business of
their own, and they realized what hear
ing Fan, the Ounce of the class, would be.
Chris saw her coming out of the dressing
room with tears on her cheeks. That
! touched her. ....-l-.....
"What is it, Fan? can I help you?' she
asked from the corner.
Fan turned. Is that you, Chris? want
to 60 over my topics with some one, and
they are too busy. They have time
enough for me when I have treat.''
'1'll here you, Fan"
20 Chris, that's good! When?"
"Now and here" was the reply.
1t was almost dark when the two girls
left the school building, and the topics
only two-t thirds through then
''Well finish tomorrow night" said
Chris. ..
"SThank you, Chris; I never studied so
hard before, but you see my father is to
be here, and he says if I do we'll he will
give me watch and chain, but if not, I
cannot have one for one or two years."
Il hope you will" said Chriss heartily,
| sand guess you will, too" But she
wondered about he, own lesson until she
found that helping to kit in Fans mind
had been better for herself than
any amount of study, and so she was fully
repaid.
It was night before the great day, and
Chris came home late to find her dress
still unfinished. Baby had been sick all
day and the mother looked pale and
anxious. +7 =+t z-
"Only one ruffle more for the overskirt,
DEAR" but Chris knew that it was three
hours of hard work, and it was already
nearly nine o'clock. She went up to her
little room a moment and then come
back l..l4 ,t sas.
s'Let me try it on mother, she said
then; ''the children want to see 1t before
they go to bed;" and after all had heen
duly admired, she said, ssThere is enough
on it now mother; and we'll hang it up
till morning, when I'll come out like
queen, see if I DON'T"
"But you wanted another ruf1e. dear"
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in the morning. So that's all;' and the
look of the glad relief that came to the
tired mothers face was ample reward for
the girls self-denial.
But Chris was not do all the work of
the world. While she was reading her
essay that night to the Professor. Con
Livingston called secret session of
Seniors in the dressing room. 'sGir,s,''
said Con, Give found something splendid
to do. Do you know Chris has got
to graduate in calico. Our sewing girl |
knows them, and she has seen it. She
says 1t is just as sweet calico can be,
but Chris felt dreadfully about it at first,
of course, then she give it all up. Now
you all know Chris is just as good as she
can be and has helped every one of US at
some time"
"That's so, said Fan Ellis
"And she's got splendid essay" con-
tlnued Con; miss Markham saysso; and
now let's each one engage one or two
friends to throw her bouquets, so she'll
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