The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1907-10-30

for my poor wicked heart? l did not make nv
self" responded Josephine with heightened color
and flashing eyes, strengthened by the inner
consciousness that she in the right, and had
the best of it.
She told Tafie privately afterward, that she
knew she was in for it, and she might just as
we'll die for an old sheep as a lamb; and meant
this time, to fight it out to a finish
The Reverend Doctor was so surprised at this
mutlny in his own household that he was speech
less, thereby giving mis- mutnous daughter the
coveted opportunity for the finish. She contin-
ued
I assure you if 1 had had the choice of my
making would not only have changed the
quality OF my heart but | would have changed
the shape of my nose-which is Enthusiastically
like your own-and the color of my hair" push
ripping over her forehead
Everybody was silent for moment such
audaclty had never before been heard Of The
dear little mother turned pale, and JOAN SO like
her, stole her arm about her waist With
trembling voice, the mother spoke for the first
time since the fray began
Josephine, you forget yourself yol are speak
ing very irrevelantly of the cardinal doctrines
OF our church-and to your father"
i meant no irreverence, mother dear-I was
trying with all my might to study my catechism
and understand it-so when | accidentally broke
that lamp chimney it just came to me-that I had
10 do i'll couldn't help it: and | understood my
lesson for the very first time replied Josephine
the heat of her temper subsiding now that the
battle over
Go to your room-Go to your room, Jose
phlne," said the Doctor, who by this time had re-
covered speech. Go to your room, | forbid you
10 speak to your sisters or your brotner while
you are in your present mood will have no
such heretlcal ranting in my house. or out of it
either, as you will find out This must be
the work of those church People, so called who
are striving to undermine right here in our
own stronghold; planted here by forefathers
dead and gone, to be heritage forever of the
Children of the Covenant
Josephine answered not a word but rising
slowly from the seat at the table. which she had
resumed at her mothers entrance with head
erect and conscious pride of victory in her step
she marched steadily from the room, her half
yelled eyes looking neither to the right or the
left.
Truly this daughter of the Covenant. was like
unto
"a daughter of the Gods
Tall. and most dvinely fair"
despite the and Titan locks to which she
had so strenuously objected few moments be-
fore.
She had inherited not only the nose and curl
ing Auburn hair of her father but his strength
OF mind, tenacity of purpose, and temper as
we'll
From a little child she had been the only mem
Der of his household to battle with him This
was not her first fray, and she knew we'll enough
when she closed the door behind her. that while
his orders were not explicit,-they meant solitary
conhnement which might last for several DAYS
Just as Tafie has come home" she said aloud
IN the privacy OF her ROOM almost giving
way TO tears as she closed the door behind her
lhen seating herself at the window, she too
gazed at the far away mountains enveloped in
the blue nists which shut out the world about
which she loved to hear Tatie talk
'Iosie!-Josie.-A you sorry?" asked Margie
through the key hole
Sorry for what?" asked Josephine without
turning her head
mat you are a hereto and amt going to
have no dnner?o
Await