St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1884-01-24

the new recipe, for nothing ever
tasted so good, but Susan said that it
was the same kind of sponge cake they
always made. There was a good din
ner atterward, and that evening the
minister and his wife had been asked
to tea, and of course the invitation had
not been taken back, and though the
other guest wished she could go home
when she heard they were coming, she
| dld not like to say so. But she was
glad forever afterward, to have been
there, for she liked Mr.. and Mrs. Par
ley better than she ever had before.
They were both very shy by nature.
and were apt to he little stiff at first,
but she found it was possible to get
beneath the outer crust of their be-
havior, and she flushed with shame to
think how she had talked against and
thought against the kind people. They
had entered into the spirit of the visit
and thought it the most delightful
thing, and wondered why nobody had
ever thought of doing it before.
If anybody had been tired to death
of hearing Mary Granger play Oft in
the Silly Night and Bonny Doom with
variations, nothing was said about it
thaf sveRirg, for Mrs. Fillmore was
honest when she said they were played
sweetly and that Mary had improved
very fast. She could not help saying
with sigh that she would give any
thing if Nelly could cultivate her tai
ent, and Mrs. Farley said that she
used to be thought very good teacher
before she married, and that she should
he delighted to give Nelly some lessons
and that she could get started in that
way at any rate. Mrs. Farley had
been playing beautifully; everybody
knew what gift she had for music,
and poor Mrs. Fillmore could hardly
speak for the tears had filled her eyes
and her voice. Mr.. Granger came in
Just then and said that there was no
reason why Nelly couldn't practice on
their piano, and the minister said why
not take one hour at their house and
one here? He and his wife We're al
ways wishing that they could be more
friendly with the Young people.
1t would make too long Il story to
tell how every day of the week was
spent. But they had the picnic up
river and more than one drive, and
everything went off delightfully."-, and
when the guest went home she felt so
much better that work was pleasure,
and she felt as if she had something to
look forward TO. The two good women
had had time for many talks about
their affairs and plans, and had helped
each other very much. They could
not understand why they had drifted
so far apart, and had mistaken each
other sometimes. Poor Mrs. Fillmore
had fairly cried when she spoke about
it, and it is sufficient to say that they
promised to talk right out to each
other if anything seemed to be going
wrong, and SO they would have no
more grievances and misunderstand-
ings. And us for Nelly, she proved
herself IA capital housekeeper for SO
young IA girl, and by and by she went
to stay 10y the sea with her dear crOny,
and sometime afterward it was the two
girls who made Il new gateway III the
fence where the old one had been,
because one does not always wish to
go out on the street in the morning,
and it is sometimes so convenient to
run across to the other house to give IL
message or ask question when ones
hands are tiOury, or the sweeping is
only half done. 1t is, perhaps, need
less to say that the girls mothers
sometimes used the gate themselves,
since they had once been in the habit
of it.
As years go on they will be only too
glad to forget that they were once ut
variance, but they will say that it is
so pleasant to be neighborly again,
and have more time than they nsed to
have while the children were growing
up; and Mrs. Fillmore will say that
there are no friends like the old friends,
and that she never spent pleasanter
week in her life than that one at the
Grangers, when she was half sick and
quite dOwnhearted.
1t is such things rs that which bring
people together and help them to un-
derstand each other. And, when Nelly
gives music lessons and both the boys
are prospering in their business, the
world will look brighter than it ever
has to their mother, and who knows
that some day she will not go across
the street and see if Mrs. Tribley does
not need change; and has not the
money to buy it or the strength to
plan it-exactly what happened to
herself once [COngregationalist.