Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1903-01-14

sven enc hundred. There's the max
ing Of a fine business woman in that
girl. Any other woman would have
written q book"
Then she wrote to another uncle as
follows:
Dear Uncle Joe; / want a trip pass to
Cleveland and back for Cousin Emily, for
boat after mex It's all right.
KATHERINE DENHAM."
"Then it is all right, since Katherine
says So" said Uncle Joseph. ut must
be quite awhile since Emily has had a
boat trip. 1 don't remember sending
her a pass. She deserves a DOZEN
Next Katherine wrote to the most
promising of the three railroad men:
Dear Uncle Peter: I want passes for
Cousin Emily from Cleveland to Buffalo,
New York, Washington and Boston, and
any place else you can think of, and back
to Cleveland again. She's going down by
boat. It's all right.
CATHERINE DENHAM."
'Bless her soul, of course it's all
right" said the railroad magnate,
making out passes with his own hand.
Her Cousin Belle wrote IL pages
when she asked for a pass from Mil
waukee to Chicago, and I had to get
her letter typewriter before 1 could
read it."
Katherine displayed such a deep and
mysterious interest in the postman the
following week that Cousin Emily be-
gan to fear that the c~haperoning Of a
young woman of II wal a position Of
no light responsibility.
The mystery was explained, however,
when Katherine appeared one morning
in Cousin Emily's doorway, with q ra-
diant countenance, numerous slips Of
paper and a work-basket.
"Thsrel" said Katherine, with dane
ing eyes. "These are all yoursi"
"Minel" exclaimed Cousin Emily.
what are they2"
"A little of everything" replied the
plOtter. "a lake trip, railroad trips, a
jaunt to Washington, a trip to the sea
shore, a run to Boston, another TO New
Y~Ork-you're to stay a month If you
want to-"
katherine, you toldl"
81 didn't I never said q world"
"But you explained"
Nothing" said Katherine. This
family's too large and too honest for
explanations. Here, if you must cry,
take my apron. But you haven't time.
You're to go the minute the others
get back. I've come prepared to sew
on buttons by the quart and braid by
the mile. You'll have to have some
clothes, you know. It's a blessing
your spring suit is so newt"
The day Of Cousin Emily's departure
dawned. The relatives that went to see
her of formed a scattered procession
that reached from one end to the other
Of the long ore dock. Now that their
attention was called to the fact, all
realized that quiet, unObtrusive, help
full Emily had lived all her life in the
little village without a glimpse Of the
word beyond
Really" said Katherine's mother,
waving a handkerchief theoretically
after the departing boat, "rm afraid
we've all been abominably selfish.
We've given Emily half a dozen homes
among us, to be sure, and we've pro-
vided her with all she could eat and
wear; but Pm afraid we haven't been
quite as thoughtful as we should have
been about her pleasures. Now !
come to think Of it. she has always
been the one to stay at homes and no
one has ever heard her complain"
Katherine tipped her hat over a pair
Of telltale eyes, and grabbed a small
nephew by the arm just in time to save
the boy from disappearing over the
side Of the dock and herself from the
necessity Of a reply.
With Cousin Emily gone, the family
seemed singularly incomplete, No
one else could put the Perkins baby
to sleep. No one else could battle the
Denham baby to his satisfaction. For
no one else would Grandfather Den
hams Cruel attain the proper con-
sistency. And it suddenly became evil
dent that no other member of the fam
lily was competent TO make buttonholes
in the Denberry twins shirt-waists.
When, therefore, just five days after
her departure, Cousin Emily walked
in unannounced, she was greeted with