Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1907-04-02

were singing? All at once she forgot
Mrs. Presley and Miss Priscilla, and a
little fowerlike face rose before her men
tai vision, and she heard shrill, childish
little voice practicing anthem-an
Easter anthem that she had never lived
to sing.
She remembered. too. how many, many
Mary had begged Miss Priscilla to sing
that very anthem, so that she might not
forget it, hoping and expecting to sing
with the other children on Easter Sunday.
Then she thought how Miss Priscilla
had watched over and nursed her little
daughter during her long sickness, and
what comfort she had been to her on
that sorrowful day when little Ellen
Mary was laid away to rest. The tears
welled up and rolled down her cheeks,
she glanced across at Miss Priscilla, and
she, too, was wiping her eyes.
II shall always love her for what she
did for little Ellen Mary" she thought,
with a new feeling of tenderness grow
ing IN her heart; "she never, never would
set any price on her work, and gave her
that drab silk bonnet. And l remember
told her that should always see that
she had nice bonnet" Here Mrs. Bart
lett began to feel uncomfortable II s'pose
she thinks I've forgotten my promise and
all her kindness but haven't, and never
shall"
During the next few moments con-
science and the Easter anthem did their
perfect work in Mrs. Bartlett's worldly
heart. When next she glanced across the
church Miss Priscilla had turned her head
and was looking straight into her face,
with look of love and gratitude that was
revelation to Mrs. Bartlett
"She actually thinks that l sent her
that bonnet; well, l never" she gasped,
and then the benediction was pronounced,
and Mrs. Bartlett turned to leave the
church with the rest of the worshipers,
with an uncomfortable feeling that the
beautiful Easter service had been almost
wholly lost to her.
AS she ,gas passing down the aisle Miss
| Priscilla came ZIP to her. II can't thank
you here ;cT your beautiful Easter gift, :"
she whispered beamingly. "But I'm COM
ing over directly after dinner to have it
out with you," and then she went on
down toward the door, bowling and smil-
ing, with a quaint little air of feeling,
for once in her life, that she looked quite
as well as her neighbors.
Then Mrs. Presley came sailing by with
her head held very nigh. Mrs. Bartlett
turned as though to speak, and then reso-
lutely closed her lips. "A don't care
she said to herself; Il just don't care;
I'm glad of it, which, considering the
fact that she knew she had lost one of
her wealthiest customers, was good deal
for Mrs. Bartlett to say.
And when later in the day Miss Pris-
ella, in her new bonnet, came up the
walk, Mrs Bartlett met her at the door.
Now, don't say single, solitary
word" she said, leading the way into the
| parlor; Its the becomingest thing you
ever had on your head, and if anybody
ever deserved nice bonnet you do.
amt a-going TO let you thank me, for
I'm just exactly as tickled about it as
you be-"
"No, you amt. You can't be-" said
Mis- Priscilla. why, 1 was so tickled
couldn't believe you really meant it for
me. l thought Roxy must have made
some mistake"
But Miss Priscilla never knew how
near she came to telling the truth.-The
Ladies World.