The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1903-05-08


Hubert
Huldah reached across tic table for 4
small book. Listen. hoys, to what
!ound IN Lillian Writings The World
beautiful Perhaps here is where l OBJ
taincd my idea. Let me hold another in
pcrpctually beautiful thought, let him re-
fuse to recognize any evil, and call ON
him-Spirit to spirit-only for the good,
and this silent, subtle thought will SO ~
vigcrate and stimulate all the ideal ns-
turc Of its object hat the man will grow
to really be that which his ncighbor be
lieveS him To be ,"
She laid the book down and again took
up her work. When she spoke her voice
trcmbled Il little
Let us Try it, boys. let us look for
the good that is hidden in Cousin Re-
becc;, 5 naturc--look and believe that wc
secit"
at is beautiful and like YOU" Clinton
said, slowly, 'but, sister, it is inlpracti-
cable. Cousin Rebccca will not show
the good"
1--WE must see it, even through tie
cloak of her unpleasantncss.
"Have you any definite plan of action
in mind.
1t was the mother who asked the qucs-
ton. Her tone was non-committal, but
Huldah dropped the fleccy wool and
| G lal fY.1s ,ofrIN- I.-
1--WE left that for you all to help HE
with. Well make her room coy and
bright. We will study her tastes. When
she does ything-even 4 little thing
that VIC can praise we will do it. We
will assume that she is interested III our
pet projects. l will coax her to let ME 90
her hair. Why can almost see the in-
/ provemcnt there will be in her appear
ance."
We'll admire her taste when she says,
Boys are the plague of the earth,
Ralph said, teasingly. when she scolds
We
His mother laid one hand upon his
arm. "Idlike Huldah's way bcst-sccing
the good. Her plan makes Inc think Of
the words Of St. Paul, BE We transforms
ed by the renewing of your minds bc-
Iieve we will all try to transform Cousin
Rebccca."
| There was faint nurmur of assent
let US plan over a pan of apples,
Clinton said, rising. Il will bring them
from the cellar. BY the way, Ircmember
how we'll Cousin Rcbecca liked apples
AL details wc:c settled before the family
separated for the night The boys went
upstairs, but Iiuldah fingered for a
moment.
How did you chance to think ot it.
dear?" Mrs. Lee asked.
at was the boys, mother. Icould not
bear to think of their winter being spoil
cd and their hearts hardened. Life must
hold only the best things for our boys. |
am sure Cousin Rcbccca will justify our
newborn faith i'll her."
Mrs. Lee took her daughters round
face between her hands and bent to kiss
lin H'>NAiiNI iiPS' A'h ttiN IS5Ilb SNINh-
heart. 1t will all come out for the best
Two busy days followed. The interest
Of all waxcd stronger as the time for the
guests arrival drew nearer
1t was Clinton who met the train. His
horse was groomed until his black coat
glistcned in the litful sunlight, and the
boy was dressed in his best. He advauc-
ed, one hand lifting his hat, while the
other was cordially extended.
"Welcome to Maple Farm, Cousin Re
bccca! am glad to see YOU Give ne
your check, and will see to sending Your
trunk out"
ReEeeca Davis gasped. This was not
the welcome she had expected, not from
Clinton. She was proud, and only grim
necessity had compelled her to intrude |
herself, unlimited, upon the Lees. Toler-
alton was all that she felt she had a right
to expect.
Surprise silcnced her for a few minutes.
They were seated in the carriage, and |
Rollo had started on brisk trot, when |
she exclaimed:
"What does all that horse? l don't
sec why your father didn't come; he
knows don't trust a boys driving"
81 wanted to come, because | was in
hurry for you to sec Rollo. Heis mine.
Cousin Rebecca. Father gave him to me
for birthday gift. knew you would
think it fine
"Eh. How muddy it is! Why didn't
you drive the farm wagon instead of
splashing this carriage all up
eve don't meet guest like you with
farm wagon. They are plenty Of boys
at Maple Farm, and washing buggies is
good exercise for them. They are ready
to do anything for you"
Clinton had the most Of the converse
tion to himself during The ride. He was
conscious Of a little thrill of pride at the
ability with which he played his part.
The gray shadows of evening were
gathering when they drove up to the
farmhouse door. Miss Davis was hur-
AlSb INV bhS Va MY hlSi i''I'i
by Mrs. Lee and her daughter.
This chair" Huldah said, gayly. Il
remember you do not like a rocker. Now
you've ten minutes to chat with mother
while attend to supper. Chicken,
Cousin Rebecca, and baked as YOU like
it."
She fitted away. Miss Davis looked
at her hostess, dull red fuslli lg her sal
low check.
II don't know what you thought of
my coming this way, Ella. | couldn
afford to board, and-wcll, folks can't
die just because there's no place for them
in this big crowding world"
Mrs. Lee put both arms round her
cousin. There is place for you here,
dear.
My boys are planning to make your
visit a pleasant one"
Again Miss Davis gasped. What did
it mean? Ella knew she dctcsted boys.
Just then Mr.. Lee entered.
at seems good to see you two women
sitting together" he said as he shook
hands. ELLA is planning to live over her
girlhood again Rebccca, we will show
YOU that farm life, even in the winter, has
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