Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1907-11-28
b. JEANETTE II. WALwoRTII


have stayed home," Faith complained
ment,' as you call it. in taking the girl
by herself"
sand a brother to come on al
Thanksgiyin' whole tribe Of Ora.
hamses that we all don't know from
Adamses!"
"That comes of having such an alb
surdly large house. / could not truth
fully say could not find room for the
mother
"An' yet, honey"-Cr eecy's voice was
lowered to a sad monotone-'I can re-
member the time when we was put
to it to fin room for all Of our own
family that was sure to come about
Christmas times"
Flush, oh, hush, unless you really
want to break my heart. Mother,
mother, why could you not have stayed
and let me goY'
This cry Of pain brought old Creecy
close to the girls side.
my chile, my little mistis, give 1t
up! You amt fitten to be at no
strangers beck an call There Is YES
sells made to honor an there is ves-
sells made to unhonor. Scripture says
so. The Bateses is made of mighty
fine clay. Give it up. honey. Tele-
graph to her to stay where she u.s."
Faith threw her hands outward with
a tragic motion .'What else is there
for me to do?"
/ "Git married. Yo' can do it tomor-
row eff yo' only would, with him
a-standin' waitin' at the do, SO to
/ speak"
Any one but Creecy would have
quailed before the gray pail that spread
quickly over the girls sweet face.
"Creecy knows, yo' po' little thing,
what makes the word marryin' turn
1 yo' all white an tremblin' In mo-
ment, but yo' done sulked with the
Lord Almighty long 'nough. This is
| the true vale of tears, but that ole trou-
Bile is just naturally wore itself out.
Youth and sunshine is yours to gather
up still in spite of all that's done an
/ gone. It is time for yo' to come out
of the tents of sorrow to dwell in the
gladness Of the Lord. Now, eff yo'
had been tooken an him left
With wrench Faith freed herself
from the old woman's encircling arms.
Flush, Aunt Creepy! have let you
say more now than you had any right
to say on that subject"
Creecy tossed her turbaned head re-
sentfully. fright! Eff 1t comes to a
question of rights, I'd like to know
who yo' goin' to put ahead of ole
Creeey!'
!, Nobody, oh, nobody in all this wide,
miserable world. / only meant that
some things would not bear thinking
about, much less talking about"
The experiment" as Faith called it;
the 'demeanment," as Aunt Creecy
maintained it was, was on in earnest.
The Invaders" were at the Brlars.
They had point Of view TOO. 1t was
expounded in a letter written by the
superfuous mother to the threatened
brother. 1t was addressed to the Rev.
Tourney Graham, Beacon street, Bos-
ton, Mass:
The house is a delight to us-one Of
/ those spacious, beautiful old antebellun
homes we read so much about. The air
/ is just what your sister needs The fam
! lily consists of young Miss Bates, who Is
/ our hostess; a deaf old Miss Bates, who
is noninally a chaperon, and three young
1 barbarians In petticoats whom our Milly
| is expected to civilize. I should be better
| satisfied if the young woman at the head
/ of affairs would thaw q bit. She is either
insolently naughty or very unhappy.
! Milly and cannot yet decide which. Al
| together the most delightful member of
| the family is Nanny Creecy, accessible,
courteous affable. Milly says she brought
| her Yankee reputation for inquisitiveness
] with her, and she Is going to make 1t pay.
| She has already extracted the leading
! facts of the case from our copper coll
| ored comforter. The father and mother
! were lost in railroad accident several
years ago, the only son has been lost
| sight of for about ten years. and the en-
| tire care of three younger sisters has de-
| volved on this poor Miss Faith. IL she
| was not so repellent, could pity her
| without sense of presumption.
/ She is frightfully self contained, and,
/ while she leaves US absolutely nothing to
/ ask for, she never let's us forget that we
| are outsiders. Milly predicts that you
| will fall in love with her Immediately.
/ She Is very beautiful.
Remember you are promised to us for
| Thanksgiving. There Is a lovely little
4 chapel here built by Miss Bates mother
| on the grounds. She used to employ a
| minister to come twice month, and they
say--''they'' always standing for Creepy
/ that 1t was always filled with the COLI
| ored people. Milly and think 1t would
| be lovely to hear you preach sermon
in this pretty little chapel. / am going
to have regular Thanksgiving talk with
| our pretty hostess. These people do not
think as much Of the day as we do in
New England nor as much as they ought
to do.
One evening when the setting sun
was gliding the metal vane on the
spire of the little chapel and Faith, in
a gentle mood, was talking with the
invaders Mrs. Graham seized her gold
en- opportunity.
It was the invalid who touched the
button.
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