The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1894-10-27
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will Millicent Paul say2 She will
have to sit next to them" "She1l
freeze them with one glance when
she sees that hand reaching in front
of her for butter"
"Oh, come now," said the brother
of the last speaker: "you knew they
needed the butter, and you should
have passed it, seeing the waiter was
not on hand"
''Hushl I'm too provoked for any
thing. We were such nice party
till those folks pushed in. And when
Milicent is coming too! 1t just spoils
the table,"
Next day, while the newcomers
were out, Milicent Paul arrived, amid
the welcoming EXPLANATIONS of her
friends. She was a tall, slender girl,
with an animated countenance, fash
ionably dressed, carrying gold eye
glasses, and holding her head aloft
in way peculiarly her own. She
had plenty to say, said it we'll, and
was at once the center of everything.
At dinner time she took the vacant
seat, and was just receiving her plate
of soup, when the much criticised
couple came in. The guests were all
consciously watchful, but Miss Paul
seemed to notice nothing. She was
giving a vivid description of her
journey. Suddenly she paused an
instant.
II beg your pardonp she said pleas
antly, as her embarrassed ne:ghbor
attempted, rather awkwardly, to reach
the salt, and, placing it conveniently
near. she resumed her description.
MAY I trouble you for the pep
PERI" she asked him a little later;
mot black, I prefer white. Thank
you" And she spoke in exactly the
same tone as when she asked hand
some young Mr.. Waring across the
table if he knew when the mail went
out He admired her none the less
for it.
"She has a broader outlook than
the rest of us" he thought to him
self.
A trip to the Notch was planned
for the next day, to go in the morning
and return at night. There were
enough to fill two mountain wagons.
No, not quite enough. Those who
counted found there would be room
for two more.
Don't mention it, or Mr.. Wilbur
and his wife may offer to co." said
one lady, with touch of irritation in
her voice.
"Oh! we can't have them," said one
of the girls who had been Miss Paul's
school-mate, "can we, Milicent?"
"Why not?" asked Miss Paul.
"Oh why, because you know
no doubt they are excellent people,
but how they would look along with
usp'
"My dear Hetty," said Miss Paul,
"why be narrow? Why voluntarily
live in groove? I have found the
most interesting people in the most
unexpected places. Don't turn your
back upon your fellow-c creatures"
Mr.. Waring stepped into the hall
where the Wilburs stood diffidently
examining last years register.
"Would you like to take the trip to
the Notch tomorrow with the rest of
the party?" he asked cordially.
eve would like it very much"
said the man.
every much indeed!" echoed his
wife.
"The expense is three dollars for
each seat"
"That's all right" said the man.
"And now which of us will have to
sit next them?" murmured the girls
in the parlor.
But when the teams were ready the
next morning, it was Miss Paul who
gracefully and unconcernedly climbed
over the wheel and sat by the Will
buys. 1t was not that she preferred
the seat, except as she felt instinc-
lively that they were at little dis
advantage with others, and it was,
perhaps, one secret of her perfect
bearing in social circles that her pri-
vate rule of politeness was the little
fashioned couplet:
"Politeness is to do and say
The kindest thing In the kindest way.'
The party was merry one; they
sang songs and waved the hotel colors
as they drove along each wagon drawn
by four splendid white horses. They
stopped at the lake to enjoy boating
and to hear the echo. While they