The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-06-29

thO SAOWo.
If the box next to him had not
been wicker one, the dean would
have sat on it and pasnad Aaitw
he gasped standing.
my dear, bicycler" he said
weakly. A bicycle in the innermost
circle of the selecti
Helen Adair caught the stony de.
spair in Mrs. Carberry's eyes and
saw the deans flushed checks, and
her eyes danced suddenly as she
took in the situation:
Don't you ride one, EITHER Of
youf" she said sweetly. perhaps
I'd better ride it up. I'm very proud
of it."
A girl on bicycle following the
deanery carriage! The dean gasped
again and gave some hasty orders
to porter, and Helen was bundled
into the wagonette, her eyes looking
somewhat anxiously back at her
precious wheel.
Between her natural kindliness
and her horror at receiving a new
woman into her home Mrs. Carberry
spent a restless evening, for they
soon gathered that Helen hunted
and fished and shot, and yet she
spoke of none of those things, but
drew the dean into an animated dis
oussinn on the Transvaal question
at dinner and told Mrs. Carberry
of the latest things in chiffons after
ward. The dean could not help
thinking he had not spent such
pleasant evening for q long time,
and Mrs. Carberry would have
agreed with him had it not been for
the metal steed rsposing in the front
hall. As il was she thought Of the
austere archdeacon and his wife, of
Mrs. Green, the DOCTORS wife and
others, and she sighed occasionally.
Mrs. Holroyd fastened to call
next day and came in with height
ened color, having passed the wheel
ed monster in the hall.
"You must put your foot down."
she said sternly, drowning some
weak defense of Mrs. Carberry as to
every one riding now. "Remem-
ber, my dear, no half measures.
She must not use it here"
Then Helen came in, and matters
might have run smoothly had they
not begun to discuss with bated
breath one of the newest books, and
Helen joinod in carelessly. "It's
rather clever" she said.
Mrs. Holroyd dropped her glasses
with clatter. You-have-read
-that-booka" she said, dropping
each word out slowly.
"Oh, yesi" Helen smiled. 1T is
very ordinary book, you know. ]
rather agree with the authoress.
Mrs. Holroyd rose slowly. She
could only show how shocked she
was by Withdrawing her stately
presence. NO. thank you, Mrs.
Carberry," she said, II cannot stay
for tea this evening. Good after.
noon, Miss Adair. I cannot under.
stand what your father must have
been thinking of to allow you even
to hear that books name" And,
not without an. inkling that her last
sentence was elightly overdrawn,
she withdrew. leaving Helen to
laugh greatly at her antiquated
ideas. And cowardly Mrs. Carberry
forgot to defend her.
There gradually came @ rift from
that time among the select; the girls
murmured openly because they were
not allowed 70 ride bicycles; they
groaned enviously when they saw
Helen's numerous tennis prizes.
And Louisa Holroyd was said tc
have wept bitterly when she saw
Helen riding in a smart covert coat.
ing habit and caught a glimpse oi
the neat "tops" which just showed
below the skirt. The elders, to
quell the rebellion, were stricte1
even than usual to their daughters
and prided themselves more than
ever on their customs not being az
other meme.
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Mrs. Carber-y was at home'' to
the surrounding country and town;
croquet was being played on the
trinity kept lawn, archery, bowls,
even Aunt Sally in a faraway cor
ner, where shouts Of unseemiy
laughter were smothered by sur
rounding shrubs. Every one had
come, the day was cloudless. and
Mrs. Carberry felt it was all a tre-
mendous success.
Nearly every one had gone in to
sea, ealy Helen and two flannel clad
young men were ON the croquet
lawn, aimieasly hitting the balls
about. They had voted the tearoom
too hot to bear.
''Stupid game, isn't its' said one
OF the men, as he missed q hoop and
hit the ball away in disgust.
Eyes, isn't it," said Helen. "And, {"
rapraffu1lv sswhat n Iove1v cricket