Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1904-05-27

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gown"--her voice tremble u little-"let
US give 1t TO her. Cashmere Is cheap,
and just imagine her pleasure and do
you know. | think pretty gown would
have cheerful effect on both herself
and her husband. Perhaps Ii might
even convert a few more Indians She
sat down. a little embarrassed by the
feeling she had shown.
I'VE might make her a mother hub
bard, II you are 80 bent on it." some
one said doubtfully. Made up plain
ly II would not cost much"
But Ii mustn't be a mother hub
bard. | wouldn't doom even Il woman
living among the Indians TO thatl II
We send II at all, let IL be pretty. Let
us put our hearts into 1t and make 1t a
beautiful surprise for her She win
probably expect something ugly. II she
expects 1t at ALL
II don't know why we should dis
criminate this way In favor OF Mrs.
John Lawrence We have never done
It before" A severe voice threw q
uhInper on tne proceedings.
Mrs. John Lawrence" echoed an
other; pray let me see that letter. Mrs.
John Lawrence was an honor student
In my class at college in 1890. and 1
believe am SAFE In saying that there
Is no one here who could surpass her
In either intellect or beauty. | remem-
ber now that she married a missionary
enthusiast and went out to those wilds
cheerfully." The speaker crossed the
room rapidly and approached the advo-
cate Of the blue gown.
II will gladly help you with the
gown, and we will make 1t beautiful
as a dream"
How quickly the idea became infec-
tious! Everybody offered to do some
thing or to give somethingl Ii was al.
most as delightful as dressing a dolll
st. Mary's Auxiliary had turned out
many a box. but never had anything
aroused such interest as this new bi,
Of work. 1t became fad with Its
sllken Innings. its dainty frills OF lace
its "fagoting'' and exquisite accessor-
les, the beautiful Empire gown lay
complete. The Auxiliary women who
were packing the box stopped frequent
ly to admire and almost to caress It,
Il hate to see It CO." said the secre-
tary.
1T has done MS more good than any
thing we ever did. What lovely idea
1t wasl" the treasurer said. II don't
begrudge the money at all"
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 its bosom;" another deftly tucked
an embroidered kerchief into its folds
Il have written this note to my dear
old friend, and have told her what q
| 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 enveloped in white
tissue paper. was put into It's indtvid
ual box, and shipped away. with more
| practical things. to the land of the
Indians and the plains.
Mrs. Lawrence came home some
what discouraged from her sewing
school one afternoon, TO find her house
in great disorder. Everything was
covered with clothes It seemed The
box had come. and her husband had
lost no time in opening it. The stree,
suit for which she had asked confront
ed her from the bookcase; dark. neat
and serviceable. She examined 1t 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 las,
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 thoughtf' She sank into chair
pale and distressed.
Il think the dress tells what they
thought" He lifted the delicate gar
ment as II 1t were a baby.
"Silk! Lace. Perfume! A train
John, | can't believe 1t Is mine And
l can't help crying. | didn't mean 1t
| said 1t In halfJoking. half-cynica
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 *
beautiful, SO dainty. There's so much
love In 1t, John! That's what touche.
me. 1t means the love of women who
saw in me only servant of God
| When you write. tell them this mean,
more to me than anything that eyei
happened"
| Late that night she sat with her ole
| friends note. She had written long
| heart-full letter Shp turned to hel
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