Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1899-05-11


this. -U1 course, can't choose 1or
you can only help you to know your
own mind"
How did you ever chooso" Celia
asked, envious Of her friends ability.
at was easy. Just knew"
That's It; you always know every
thing and 1 never know anything"
Later when Mrs. Cassidy questioned
her. Celia said: "In the morning I'm all
for papa. Then it seems just as clear as
can be what I shall do. But toward
evening about the time Nor-Mr. Ford
usually comes"-thc red poured into
Cela's cheeks-"why, I'm all OF sea
again"
but you don't really have to choose
between them. You just"
"Oh, yes, l dol" interrupted Celia,
very positively. at can never be the
same. 1t will all be different. 1 should
have to give up papa, and I shall most
certainly say: No
This was in the morning.
In the afternoon Mrs. Cassidy and
Celia went for a spin through the parks
on their wheels.
"Oh, Mr.. Ford and 1 have had such
lovely rides on tandem that he has,"
Celia said, rapturously. II wish I had
written him q note telling where am
staying. 1 really don't think there
would be any harm In his coming, and
he might help me to decision. Itreal-
" seems as If it would be heartless to
say: No. for he says he thinks every
thing of me. You just ought to hear
him oncel And, as you say, I haven't
really got to give papa up. He might
come and live with us. Anyway, could
see him every day-almost as much as
do now, for he's only home a few hours
In the evening. But 1t did seem so ter
rible at first"
In the morning the terror Of 1t all re-
turned, made worse by feeling that q
decision must be reached that day, for
It was the last Of her stay with her
friend. But when Mrs. Cassidy Joined
NGlu llGT IlCC was DCulllIl5 WIN q Ri'''A
which she had thought out,
I've way, Celia, for you 10 know
your own mind
"Oh, what Is itf'
Listen! Tom says TINT every even
ing Mr.. Ford and your father walk down
Columbia avenue together on their way
from town. At Madison street they sep
arate; your father goes west to take the
Third street cars. Now, this Is my
plan: This afternoon on your way
home you ride your wheel slowly down
the avenue Just back Of the two mia.
But don't let them see you. All the war
fou must Just think that you must MAKE
up your mind between them, and al the
corner where they part that you viii
follow the one whom you decide upon.
Ride your wheel just us slow as you can
but you mustn't stop or fall Of"
YES" said Celia.
"And if at the very last you cant de-
eide to leave 1t all to the wheel"
Leave it to the wheel7'' Celia did not
understand.
Eyes. Haven't you ever noticed your
wheel act independent of yourself?
That is, turn this way or that without
your consciously making it,"
cit did that when I waS learning to
ride"
"But sinceY7
"Yes-sometimes."
WELL that's the way planchetta
works." said the other, mysteriously.
ITS really ones subconsciousness
that does it, suppose. You know
subconsciousness is like clairvoyance
and second sight and hypnotism and all
those things which know all about the
past and future"
Celia shuddered.
I'm afraid of such things"
"But not of subconsciousness. To be
afraid Of that would be like being afraid
of ones own soul"
"Well, what then?" eagerly.
"Why, If it is best that you should &C
cept Mr.. Ford your wheel will keep
straight ahead down Columbia avenue
after him. But if you really ought to re-
fuse him it will turn without your real
ly making it, down the street that your
father takes"
"Really?"
Eyes"
"I have read that the wheel taught
one decision" Celia said. But never
knew just how"
"Well, that's how" said Mrs. Cassidy,
slowly and thoughtfully.
The sun had disappeared behind the
tall brick blocks to the west and left
the street, canyonlike, in soft shadows.
Celia darted among the carriages, dodg-
ing heavily-laden trucks, the while
keeping sharp eye upon the walk for
two men.
ooh, there he isl" she said, softly,
with a little thrill of delight. Norm
has new suit of gray-that's why [
didn't know him sooner. What would
he think of me if he knew I was SO
near. watching him2 He said he should