Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1907-11-01

society, 1--WE believe that charity be-
gins at home, so instead of sendin'
our barrels of clothin' to the heather.
we always send the1E7to New York. Z"
"To New YorkM. echoed Miss
Thomson in surprise, for such pro-
eeeding seemed to her rather like
sending coal to Newcastle.
"Yes. You see, my Teddy says
there are any number of poor neg
lected children there, who don't have
half enough to wear, so every
Thanksgivin' we send all that we
have made durin' the year to a dis
trict nurse, who tends to distributin'
'em to those that need warm clothes
for the winter"
Judging, and rightly, that "Teddy
says" was considered as final by all
Mrs. Whites friends, Miss Thomson
discreetly refrained from further
comment on the destination of the ar
ticles. The afternoon passed rap
idly, until at six o'clock, Mrs. White,
who had quietly left the room some
time before, entered bearing a huge
tray on which were set cups of steam
ing, fragrant coffee, sandwiches, and
a couple of loaves of fresh cake. The
appearance of the refreshments was
the signal for the sewing materials
to be put away, and as Margaret
Thomson folded up her work, she
was surprised to find that she did so
with a feeling of regret that the
meeting was at an end. She had ex-
pected it to prove somewhat of a
bore, but she admitted to herself that
she had thoroughly enjoyed talking
with the homely farmers wives and
daughters, who, though not educated
in the usual sense of the word, were
possessed of a certain shrewd wis
dom, quite refreshing in its natural
ness to one that had been accustomed
to more learned but less open and
kindly circle of acquaintance.
The young people volunteered
their services in handing the plates
around while their elders quietly
rested from their labors. Margaret
was in her element here and the
graceful way in which she anticipated
everyonc's wants met with the ap-
proval of all An hour later, the
guests had departed, with the excep-
ton OF Miss Thomson, who had
offered to stay and help with the
dishes if the Deacon would escort her
home afte1 ,1ard.
Tho MI q hod hnOY1 xuinnd n
put IN it's place, and the women had
just settled themselves for cosy
chat, when the outer door opened
unceremoriously, and in walked a
tall man.
Teddy" cried Mrs. White, de-
lightedly, springing up, and hurry
ing to meet him. why, Teddy.
She threw her arms around his neck
and stood thus for g few moments
utterly oblivious o. everything save
that her boy had come. But then,
recalling herself, she released him
from her embrace, saying:
"Oh, how rude I'm a-gettin' in my
old age! Teddy. this is Miss
Thom-" b when she turned to
look for Miss Thomson, she was no.
where to be seen. Miss Thorn
SOM" she called, and on a second
summons the girl emerged from the
kitchen where she had retreated dur
ing the mothers welcome of her son.
Miss Thomson, this is Ieddy,
said Mrs. White proudly, gazing with
satisfied maternal eyes in his direc-
tion, but Margaret astonished her by
remarking:
II think we have met before,
haven't we, Mr. Burnham?"
What! Miss Thomson, you here.
exclaimed Teddy, taking her out
stretched hand in his own, and hold
ing it a trifie longer than necessary
before he relinquished it. Il Ger
tainly did not expect to see you to-
night.
1T is a perfect surprise to me-
also," she replied demurely. Il never
dreamed of 'Teddy's' being the sa-
want, Professor Edward Burnham
Your mother, am sure" she went
on, archly, "has no idea what a
dreadful ogre of wisdom you are tc
your poor trembling pupils.
"Nonsensei he said, shade of an
noyance in his tone. Then, turning
to his mother, he explained:
! Miss Thompson and I we're al
Cornell together / was in the senior
clsss when she was only freshman