Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-04-20

" tellect or beauty. Iremember now't that she married missionary enthusiast and went out to those wilds cheerfully." The speaker crossed the room rapidly and approached the advocate of the blue gown.
 "I will gladly help you with the gown, and we will make it beautiful as a dream"
 How quickly the idea became infec- tious. Everybody offered to do some thing or to give something. It was all most as delightful as dressing doll!
 St. Mary's auxiliary had turned out many box but never had anything aroused such interest as this new bit of work. It became fad; with it's silken Things, it's dainty frills of lace, it's flag oting" and exquisite accessories, the beautiful empire gown lay complete. The auxiliary women who were packing the box stopped frequently to admire and almost caress it.
 Il hate to see 1t go,'' said the secre- tary.
 Tt has done us more good than any, thing we ever did. What lovely idea ~ lu. grudge the money at all.''
 s'Let me fasten this in" Some one bent over the gown and tackled in a little sachet of violet.
 And I must slip this handkerchief into it's bosom;' another deftly tucked an embroidered kerchief into it's folds
 Il have written this note to my dear old friend, and have told her what pleasure this has been;" and the note, too, was pinned to the blue gown And so with little final adjustment, and pats of admiration, the blue gown, soft and rustling and enveIoped in white tissue paper, was put into it's individual box, and shipped away, with more practical things, to the land of the Indians and the plains
 Mrs. Lawrence came home somewhat discouraged from her sewing school one afternoon, to find her house in great dis order. Everything was covered with clothes, it seemed. The box had come, and her husband had lost no time in opening it. The street suit for which she had asked confronted her from the bookcase: dark. neat and serviceable. She examined it with enthusiasm. They were so good, weren't they, John?"
 Good! My dear, the auxiliary is al- ways good. Now. don't say anything about your brown sack with the black fringe! The auxiliary-well, you know what think of it! See! They have sent us everything, even to the last thing on the list-your blue cashmere gown!" He handed her the box.
 My pale blue cashmere gown! John Lawrence! You didn't really write that, did you? Oh, what must they have thought?" She sank into chair pale and distressed.
 "I think the dress tells what they thought" He lifted the delicate gar ment as if it were baby. m
 'Silk! Lace! Perfume! A train! John, can't believe it is mine! And I can't help crying! I didn't mean it. I said it in half-joking, half-cynical way, never thinking you would ask for 1t. wouldn't have dared to ask for it, and see how they have repaid me for my unfaith. Everything is so beautiful, so dainty, John! There's so much love in it, John! That's what touches me. It means the love of women who saw in me only a servant of God When you write tell them this means more to me than anything that ever happened"
 Late that night she sat with her old friends note. She had written long, heart-full letter. She turned to her husband with moist eyes:
 tfI don't believe ever told yoJ before John; but it is very sweet to be mis- sionary's wife. Living Church,