The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-11-19

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 '.kfternoon post. When you'd gone
 tAii rieht. Where's Lizzis?
 m the garden. think. pssae was here just now" And Mrs. Price was about to go hack to her kitchen when ehe remembered that she had an m rortaft question to ask. oh' ls sne Freemasons' dinner tomorrow or oay after?1
 rDay after2"
 .sBecause I want to air your oress clothes And will you want em ao1 that other affair-the Hospitai tton---on the 10th?"
 Vi don't know" MT. Crunden looked around in grave doubt. Il must asS 1izzie. don't know. You see, theIe uo question about day after tomorrow. It's our installation banquet. Aiways dress clothes for that. we snal v busy in lodge till oclock-pue.ins the new master in the char; a5awncrast apponsSt his officers. raising two felioW-craie Y to the third degree-
 -oh. dear: oh. dear! You mustn't tell me that"
 .sWhy not?"
 Mrs. Price, on the threshold of the Kitchen passage. raisedNa crooked mn ger and wagged her head in sly pseas- antry. s.You mustn't" she said. pe- cause haven't been in the clock case I'm not the lady-freemason. sOh. you go on," and for the nrst < fime in their conversation MT. Crun- den laughed heartily and good-humor- ! edly. Mrs. Prince laughed also. and Nus going. but he called her back again. .o dav?" ssNo. not for the last three days" .WeIl. I gave him a pretty straight hint not to come and see her so oiteh. Mrs. Price became very serious. ssDid you. sir? I'm sorry you done that.'' :.
 Why? She's better. isn't she?. s.She's very listless. She sits Ill Ihe window. and--hush! here she comes. 4 Y,izzie rertainly entered the room with a slow footstep and hstiess manner. She was looking very pretty \ in her sun hat and one Of the Dlue # frocks with the white spots; but her faca was too pale. and the shadows oi the hat made the orbits of her grey eyes seem too large and too dark Somehow she semed all at once to nave x hneos1,e thinner. taller. more fragile, \ Yhere was no zaietv in her face or iu her voice as she greeted her father.
 axo41 have letters. father? snail do them for you? I'm quite ready to do them. 7"
 while she spoke. she walked across so the window and looked out. Tn xainf sound of a horses feet came rom [ n little distance. Mrs. Price fingered ana was pretending to brush some to' hacco ash from the mantelpiece while ehe watched her young mistress
 ~One of Sir Johns horses-with a sxoosa.~ said Lizzie. turning from tne Sgfnaow. '.FTow badly grooms ride' Trntfing the horse down the hill! MT Vincent never does that" !. a L. and mfooa with a letter in his hand. LIZ Rle 1anguidly sat down before the Pu-
 .sTVhat can do. father?'
 ssAfv dear. you can answer this TOT me. Invitation from No. ID, Hlli r''se'
 Lszzie looked up in surprise.
 "An invitationg"
 mnrfhe half a guinea to the Distric' N,sraes' Fund. Well, don't grudgt X that. Are you ready? Deal
 sor .sirY" asked Lizzie. picking ul her pen. ''Perhaps Dear Sir sound Aoc familiar" MT. crunden spoke testify. "oh, hav' n as you like. Perhaps you'd bette 4av. sir. my father will be glad t' figs1y vo1ir boots, because you are. Ma for and live on the Hill and he is re fifed builder and lives half way dowi the HILL"
 Lizzie turned and took her father, hand affectionately.
 ~Dad, how silly you arel onlI f1eant--I only meant-I'n write 1t Jus Ms you wish. Any more ietter after this one?'
 sWelI. if it doesn't tire you, Liz" ant with his disengaged hand old Crundei softly patted and stroked her prett' hair. -
 Afoh. no. Yes. dad. I do fee rather tired today. May I attend to 1 sn the evening? shall be all righ AheIS."
 every good. The evening will b anne enough.1
 Thank you, dad. I'll be in the oth ar rooTn--if you want me-.