The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1902-04-18

trouble. Why should it? Do you think
it will?'
You're hired girl in the eyes of
most people in the church. They do
not know you as / do. am afraid il
will make trouble for Mr.. Morton"
For a moment Barbara's radiant
face showed signs of anxiety. Then.
to Mrs. Wards establishment, she said,
with smile: Il am not going to bor-
row trouble over it. 1 love him too
much to be afraid of anything"
IF only people knew you as
Mr.. Ward and do" Mrs. Ward fall
tered, tears in her eyes, caused by af-
lection for Barbara and sorrow at the
thought of losing her out of the home.
You know what a welcome Mr.. Ward
ana myself and Mrs. Vane and few
others will give you. Butt don't know
what Mrs. Rice and Mrs. Wilson and
Mrs. Brown will say"
do you Barbara spoke, not
flippantly but with sense of humor
which was a real part of her healthy
nature. do you know, Mrs. Ward, I
am afraid 1 am not quite so much in
fear of what Mrs. Rice and Mrs. Wilson
and Mrs. Brown will say as ought to
be? l am not going to marry them,
but-but-some one else"
Mrs. Ward looked at her doubtfully.
Then she smiled at her and said: you
must be very much in love, Barbara.
The old adage: Love laughs at lock-
Smiths will have to be changed to
Love laughs at Marble Square
church."
II don't laugh at it, Mrs. Ward. But
honestly, 1 do not feel to blame, and 1
am not going to anticipate trouble.
That would not be right towards him,
for 1 know he counted all the cost be-
fore he asked me to share all with
him.
Blessed be love like Barbara's! Truly
can it be said of such love, it "beareth
all things, believeth all things, hopeth
all things, endureth all things. Love
never faileth."
When Mr.. Ward came home at night,
he soon learned the news. Barbara had
no silly or false sentiment, and she had
agreed with Mr.. Morton that the fact
of the engagement and near marriage
need not be kept secret from anyone,
even for a short time. So Mrs. Ward
told her husband. He was not sur
prised. He had anticipated it.
eyes, you're going to leave us, just
like all the rest" he said, in his banter
ing fashion, when Barbara came in
with some dishes to set the table. Mr..
Ward was in the reading-room, and
Barbara stepped to the door and greet
ed him. Zone of the rules of your new
training-school ought to be: No girl
who graduates from this school to- go
out to service shall be allowed to get
engaged or married for at least five
years. What is going to become of all
the competent girls if all follow your
bad example?'
'I'm sure 1 don't know" Barbara
answered, demurely.
won't you and Morton take us in to
board when you begin housekeeping?
I'm SO used to your cornbread mullins
and coffee for breakfast that know
1 shall never be able to put up with
any other kind"
81 don't know" Barbara replied,
laughing. ct is possible that we may
have a hired girl ourselves
"Do you think SOP" Mr.. Ward said,
with pretended joy. "Then Mrs.
Ward and 1 shall have our revenge on
you for deserving us, for you will then
have the agony of the servant girl
problem on your own hands and know
how it is from the other side of the
house."
perhaps that is one of the reasons
I am going to have home of my own,
Mr.. Ward. I shall be able to see the
question from both standpoints.'
81 hope you'll be spared our trou-
bles," Mr.. Ward spoke in really Sc
rious tone this time. Then he added
with great heartiness: "The Lord
bless you, Barbara. You have been
like a daughter to u.s." He choked as
he remembered Carl in Barbara's arms
just little before he passed over.
"We shall miss you dreadfully. But
we shall bid you God-speed. I don't
know what the rest of Marble Square
church will do, but you know that Mrs.
Ward and myself will be loyal to our
minister's wife"
80, thank you, Mr.. Ward. It means
everything to me-" and Barbara re-
tired somewhat hastily to the kitchen,
where some tears of joy and feeling
dropped on the familiar old table
where Carl had so often sat watching
her at work.
That evening Mr.. Morton called.
Barbara had finished her work, and
was sitting with the family as her