Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1888-07-14

tho very roots of her hair, dropping the
hymn.book in her CONSERVATION, and
groriag blindly for it on the floor.
"Nyhat Ii vo been doiagf' Llta
asked herself.
And sho tore cut tho clf,nding fly
leaf, and thrust it down to tho very
bottom Of her pocket, with lightning
lrown ut the possible salesman who sat
dcmurcly at hi, end of the p W.
Lita could b, very naughty when, as
Grandmother Allan expressed it, tho
EVIL Onc took possession Of herr" but
she had conscicac &C, nevertheless, and
it prickcd her sorcly now.
She Lru.hcd hau chilly pnst the Tn
known as she went ont Of church; she
had almost min to wait and beg the
old clcrgyman's pardon us he emerged
from the ro!ing-room; but hen she re-
Elected that thi, might perhaps involve
embarrassing revelations, and another
of Grandmother Adams axioms oc-
Cured to her mind:
BITTER let we'll enough alone"
She was great deal quictcr that
week, however, and SO much better be-
h4vcd, thqt her father remarked casu-
ally That 'tLe child was really getting
quite decent
Poo I.tu! it was drcndf full to be re-
gardcd MS the f miy scnpcsrace.
On the unucSy Flidny, h"w' yer, old
Mrs. Hodges came in, with her knitting
work and sruif- bcX.
IS pose you've heard the news, Mrs.
Allanw said she. "Somo ones been
maxim carr:catoors Of old Mr.. Dewey,
the new minister, in tho hymn book,
and tho sexton was fool enough to show
it to him, AMI he's dreadful put out
about it"
''Blcss mel" said Grandmother Allan,
dropping the knife with which she was
pccling peaches for tea.
Il see it myself" nod led Mrs.
Hodges; 'and for all it's such sodom
and Gomorrah sort o thing, yot
couldn't help but laugh, its done SC
cute, with hi, hook-noso and spcctaclc'
complete, and even the very wart on hi
chin.
DEAR. dcarr snid Mrs. Allan.
"Nyhat is this world a,comin' to- Wht
could a done such sinful thing2'
Lita, who was making up pink ribbon
lows in the next room for the dress sh'
was to wear on the following day at
tennis party, felt herself turn pale.
Involuntnrily she put her hand dowl
into her pccict, and pulled up thu
crumplcd hy-lcaf of hymn-boOk; but
ala,, blank one!
1t was all as plain rs daylight to he
now-shc had dropped tho book ant
picked up another one in its stead
leaving that horrible piece OF ci re-
stantlal cvi lcncc to boar ''i'n'ss y" :
her. .bo thought
- Anow that 1T was me
In which speech it will be seen tina
the morals and tho grammar yer,
equally deficient!
She went 10 the party the hex
day, and took her first lesson in th'
knowledge that Fate is sure, soonel o.
later, to ovcrtalc a criminal.
Almost the first person that she saw
was COOL old Mr.. Dewey, with hi
bald head aud caglc-aos
IS, this is Miss Lita Allan" said be,
bcaming kindness on her scarlet face
through his spcctaclcs. ~ am glad tt
sec you, my dcar-vcry gladl'
'But he wouldn't lc,' thought Lita,
''if he knew what wicked, sacrileg
ious, abominabc thing l had done!"
She had hardly murmurcd some al
most lnaudiblo picc, OF inanity, wher
she was clllcd across the lawn by Miss
Flora Fortcscue. one of the radian
young hoste:scs.
Come hero. Lita!' cried Miss For
tcscue. I'm going TO assign you tt
one of the VIC y best players I know
Mr.. Frank Dewey, from Yalo College,
our new minister's nephew, Miss Allan,
let me introduce Mr.. Dewey to YOU
And, to her infinite horror and di
may, Lita found hcrsolf looking directly
into the roguish, hazel eyes of the un
known who had shared with her tue
p.w uadsr the organ-loft that nigh
when she so far forgot herself and the
place she was j..
sHow do you DOE said Mr.. Dewey,
lifting his tennis cap.
"How do you do2' murmuro Lita.
feeling as if every drop of blood in her
boiy had rallied to her two cheeks, and
was there hosting danger signals:
Give known you by sight for some
time," sail the young collegian. But
this is the first time I coull got intro
duccd. am SO gladl'
Lita knew perfectly we'll that she
ought to say something, Lut words
failed her in this emergency. Sac
could only look at Mr.. Dewey in q
frightened, idiotic sort Of way.
REALLY, though" he went on, ~
feel quite we'll acqu iuted with you.
That bit of pencil lea, you know