Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-12-30

send you to school somewhere and not let
You grow up in this half-civilized place"
Strangely enough, Cissy did not hail this
confederation of her dislike to young Mas
terton with the lfveliness one might have
expected. Perhaps it was because Piney
Tibbs was no longer present. having left
Cissy at the parsonage and returned home
Still she enjoyed her visit after a fashion.
romped with the younger Windibrooks and
climbed a tree in the security of her sylvan
seclusion and the promptings of her still
healthy. grlish blood. and only came back
to cake and tea and her new hat, which
she had prudently hung up in the summer
house. as the afternoon was waning.
When they returned to the house. they
found that Mr.. Windibrook had gone out
with his visitor and Cissy was spared the
advertisement of boisterous escort home
which he generally insisted upon: She gaily
took leave of the infant Windibrook and
his mother sailed out through the parson-
age gate into the empty road, and once
mere became conscious of her new hat.
The shadows We're already frightening.
and a cool breeze stirred the deep aisles of
the pines on either side of the highway.
one or two people passed her hurredly,
talking and gesticulatng. evidently so pre-
occupied that they did not notice her.
Again. rapid horseman rode by without
giancing round overlook the previous pc
destrians, exchanged a hurried word with
them, and spurred swiftly away as one of
them shouted after him: There's another
dispatch confirming it A group of men
talking by the roadside never looked up
she passed. ClSSy pUuted signify at this
want of taste, which made some late cleo
ton news or the report of horse race
more enthralling than her new hat and it's
owner. Even the toilers in the bitches had
left their work, and were congregated
around man who was reading aloud from
a widely marg!ned extra of the Canada
City Press.
1t seemed provoking, as she knew her
cheeks We're glowing from her romp and
was conscious that she looking her
best. However, the Secamps' cottage was
just before her and the girls We're sure to
be on the lookout She shook out her skirts
and Strengthened her pretty little figure as
she approached the house. But to her sur
prise, her coming had evidently been an
ticipated by them. and they We're actually
and uneXpectedly-aw her behind the
low white-washed garden paings, AS she
neared them they burst into a shrill dis
cordant laugh, SO full of irony, gratifed
malice and mean eXaltation that CiSSy was
for moment startled. But only for a mo-
ment; she had her ia Tiers reckless audac-
ity and bore them down with a display of
such pink cheeks and flashing eyes that
their laughter was checked and they re-
manned openmouthed she swept by them
Perhaps this incident prevented her from
noticing another but more passive one A
group of men standing before the new mill
the same men who had so SolicitouSly
challenged her attention with their bows
a couple of hours ago-turned as she aP-
preached and suddenly dispersed. 1t was
not until this was repeated by another
group that its oddly forced itself upon her
still angry consciousness. Then the street
seemed to be full of those excited, preoccu