The morning call., 1892-01-20

a taste O. jen for an age Kitty. You know
| how m0nstrous fond of jell l used to be-
| too"
Hittv. with sigh. "Aad Tn git some cur
rant jeU fur tomorrow. It always comes IN
! a little tumbier-thapN be nice 70 keen Tor
your medicine. l d'knOw bout them
| pickles. though; the doctor said they wal /
! good for you.
Htty was hardly older than Dorothy
! CAtherwOad, but hard work and poor fare
/ had made her look almost ten years older
! than she was. She was pale and thln, ana
| she had grown quite round shou!deTed Win
much bending over long seams.
There's Miss G0udwln'S niece, she sald
to her mother. Il do b'ieye she's comm
in here-and the carpets Just full o lint!
/ She's got pretty bouquet or posles IN her
hand. l guess she means TO give EN- TO
! you. mother
Htty was quite excited when she went to
open the front door There was little spot
! Of color on each cheek, and for the moment
| she looked almost pretty.
Dorothy had begun to feel rather nervous
/ before size reached The Phillips gate She
/ had almost decided to turn back, but
glimpse Of Hitty's eager eyes had spurred
Il wish You aud your mother happy
! New Year, Hitty," she said, trying 10
/ smile and wishing the next moment she had
said Miss Phillips" instead OF HItty.
Our Hepsy says you are fond Of flowers,
So | have bought you these. Here are some
jeIles that your mother might appreciate,
and As Jelly doesn't attain it. end without
fowl" she added with a forced laugh,
I've brought you fat goose IN my Das-
ket."
Dorothy had dranauzad this scene all the
way TO the weather-beaten little cottage,
but somehow IT fell very fat, after all.
! Uitty's eyes were ayerted, and there was no
look of gratitude IN the compressed Ups.
There came no exclamation OIL Joy from
MIS-, Phillips tiny bedroom.
The two spots If color burned fercelY for
q moment in He.ty's cheeks, and then she
grew very pale.
III Hepsy Crane sent you here with
them things" she said in a hard. strained
voice. you bring EN- right back and let her
know we amt towns pOOr-yet Mother
l can git along without gifts from any
III don't understand" faltered poor
/ Dorothy, beginning to realize fully that
this Amt England" No one sent me. l
came Of my own accord, thinking that
that"
"Thinkin' that we was too poor to buy
goose" cried Kitty, passOnately. Well,
we sTe!" she went on, but when we can't
/ cit one we 20 withOut-We don't ask our
neighb0TS for it,"
/ How Dorothy got away from those fierce
/ eyes she scarcely knew; but when she
reached home she found that Aunt Nj ar
/ ERrrt had already returned from Boston.
0 auuty. How glad / am TO see yOu!
she said; and then she threw herself into
! Miss MaTgarets kind arms AMI cried
! heartily.
The whole story was soon told, and if
/ Miss Margaret was slightly dlsplrased with
/ her young niece. size ala not say 50. She
saw that Dorothy mistaken zeal IN charity
: had brought It's own punishment.
! u am the goose confessed Dorothy,
/ land net this poor little 0lpeI IL the basket.
( l felt all along that ! was making mistake,
4 but | VOuIdu't listen to HepSy's advice,
aad / was too proud 20 turn back. l don't
/ blame Kitty Phillips one bit know L
should have acted a great deal worse than
/ sine dId If any one had come o me IN that
/ Uatr0uiM 2 way. aud / called her Kitty,
! toO-lancy. Yet Ia hardly spoken three
/ word, t. her before, was bnrrid auuly.'
/ When Dorothy eft her Hltty stood Tor
/ moment with the bouquet IA her clenched
/ hand. then she threw J violently on the
/ floor. good many nf the blossoms were
/ broken oil their stems and lay scattered
/ over Tie rag carpet.
"Meuitabel, MeLitabel" qUavered Mrs.
/ Phillips, y on treated that gal shameful.
/ Did she say she had JeI IN that basket?
/ You knew that l wanted that jeil bad, AMI
/ yet yOu sent 1t awly. But you never think
OF me or what / Ike
Don't, motherW said Hitty. You hurt
ne when you talk like that Did you tell
/ Hppsey Crane the other day that you WAS
/ hankern' fur some jel?' she asked sterHy.
/ Yes, l did" Mrs. Phillips admitted {,
/ "but don't b'ueyo she sent Miss GO0dwin'S
/ niece hrre-'taut Hepsy Cranes way
/ You're zoe proud, Hittf; YOU always was,
/ and IFS stood in your way tlne'n again"
You sHu have all The jeil you want,
! said H Jty, recsle-siy1 and gOlse, TOO.
/ But W0utacceut charity WON'T WON'T
! whats that layln' on the IOOr? said
+ Mrs. Phillips
/ ITS them pOsies she brought, " said Hitty,
/ as he picked them MP.
/ She felt dizzy and had 10 sit on the lounge
/ While she TeaTTaUEed them. She was pas
/ siOuateiy fond of flowers, and as she ln-
/ hailed their delicate fragrance her heart
softed and the tears came to her ewes,
/ Perhaps Miss Catherwood had meant well,
/ after al, size thought How lnnoSWtaole
/ and uugrateful she .HittyJ had been.
Air yuu a-gOIu 10 take EN- back,
/ Hetiy?" inquired Mrs. Phillips, CuTiOusly.
No" said Hetty, flushing under her
/ mothers sharp scrutiny. II don't know as
! am"
! She moved restlessly about the dusky
ROOM Her mother, worn out with the eX-
/ element Of the last hour, had fallen asleep.
Htty hurredly pUt on her hat and shawl,
/ and slipped nolselessly through tie back
/ door
/ OJIOlNy wondered wien HtD5y eIluly
/ announced that HItty Phillips wanted to
/ see her in the parlor.
i've come to tell you I'm sorry about the
/ way / acted said Hltty, twisting a fringe
! OF her shawl round and round her finger.
- guess ] misunderstood you, and-if y gu
/ don't mind, I'll keep the pOsies."
Dorothy smiled through film Of tears.
/ and held cut her hand.
Il am the one to ask fOTgivenessW she
/ cried impetuouSly. 81 was just as stupid
/ and as h0rTii as l could 5e"'
| No" persisted Kitty, you meant well.
! and We ought 10 60 by what's meant l had
! no call to fare up the way | did"
so you see" said Dorothy, later, to
! Aunt Margaret it was the poetry she ap-
! preciatei after all. I'm 50 glad l took the
! flowers p'-Wayerie