The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1902-12-26

This information was what Mrs. Gold
waite had talked philanthropy Tor two full
hours Tor, and she took her leave, feeling
that she was heroine of the first water
But Mrs. Berrie accompanied her caller
tc the front gate in her eagerness 10 talk
more about the movement 1t Is to
elevate the toilers, / understand she
said, and 10 get IN touch with our poorer
Eeighborss'
Yes" answered Mrs. Goldwaite. hest
tat.ng TO break up ner luxurious New
Years dream by humping against the IN
trusive fact that washwomen and often
diggers occupied the same planet together
with the ''trsts-"
Yes" she repeated, "and when we or
game you viii accept the presidency
and she got up an interested look, almost
good the genuine.
Certainly" was the reply. Il thank
you Tor the honor" and Mrs. John Berrie
pressed the callers hand iervently.
the delegate was not very favorably in
fuenced with the young wiie's enthusiasm
over the question. and the pressure OF her
hand chilled, rather than thrilled, her
festive heart.
But one consoling thought ran through
il all: they never would Organize" IL
was only a subterfuge 70 nose out some
thing more substantial.
Mrs. GolGwaite tripped along 20 the
turning, where she met Ms W Iltor. VINO
refined IN her ponies TO ask breatale-sly:
Did you find out:
TO be sure; 1t takes me to find out."
and she tossed her head in triumph.
They viii have the dinner a usual. But
Mrs. Berrie. not being acquainted, could
not write the invitations alone; and AIr.
Berrie could not help Aer until today"
20, yes" cried Mr. Wilton. "taat ac-
counts for 1t all. We'll, we are ready and
VIII be delighted 10 help turn the new
leaf this year, because Of the sweet
hostess
"She was wonderfully elated, though.
over the philantaropic work. and Mrs.
GolGwaite rolled up her eyes IN mock
seriousness. Both ladies giggled and
clapped their hands. immen. ely amused
at the sdroitness Of their "feint" aud its
success.
The expectant "frsts" were all agog
for a few days. looking for invitations;
but, strange TO say, not one Of them re-
ceIved the familiar square envelope with
the Berrie coat-ot-arms IN the corner,
and things were once more fast assum-
ing the mysterious.
But everything was made exceedingly
plain, finally. by the buxom Mrs Meigs,
washer-woman for trio of the immacu-
late set.
And its me and mine who are eoin'
to have fine dinner on New ears day."
she boosted to Mrs. Wilton on the next
Monday morning, as she ran her broad
hand through the steaming suds.
Some one going TO send you nice
basket" quiered Mrs. Wilton. thinking
1T once Of the benevolent president 70 be.
Nav, yer away off, laughed the
woman OF labor We've an invitation To
the New Years dinner at Shelly Farms;
pot II IN tiRe cover with the Berre army
coat b.aZed onto the corner Ot II.
why Mrs Maiinda Meigs,' exclaimed
the astonished Mrs. Wilton. you are not
Jcking me:'
NO, ma'am. I'm not" giving the handle
Of the wringer an emphatic yank; Its
the Bible truth. And | was so tickled at
what she writ onto the gold-aiged card.
she sent me"
What was that" asked Mrs. Wilton.
desperately. the awfulness OF 4 philan-
thropic movement gripping her heart
strings
~ ny. she writ that she and her hus-
band would turn the new leaf themselves
TINS time and invite the worthy poor TO
dine with them on New Years day
And now" dropping her voice TO one of
pleasant interrogative. where be you
agoin' 10 dine. New Years. ma ann"
Il hardly know yet answered Mrs
Wilton, truthfully; then she fled TO the
closet and studied the fine. new dinner
dless, with conflicting thoughts.
For a young chit from college TO come
larling It into their midst and make such
unheard OF snubbing plans in her en-
deavor To- appear peculiar. was simply
Outrageous, The Shelly Farms new leaf
was perfectly abominabie. Something
would have 10 be done TO Offset this dis
gushing philanthropy.
by four o'clock that afternoon Mrs.
Wilton had made the rounds OF the insult
ed elite OF the countryside; and 4 swell