The Athena press. [volume] (Athena, Umatilla County, Or.) 18??-1942, 1908-11-06

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putting lots of work on it,"
They did, and it proved as lovely as
Rebecca represented it. Anne ran
across the street to view 1t a week
later. She tried the front door, but II
was locked. She rang the bell, but only
distant and curious rumble answered
her The back door yielded to her
push, and the rumble became more dis
tinct
They've taken the sewing machine
upstairs thought Anne, "where call
ers can't disturb them"
Tucking her tennis racket under her
arm, she climbed the stairs, and came
on two workers putting the last bit Of
lace on the dimity.
ITS beauty" declared Anne.
Isn't it?" Rebecca's tone was rap
turous. She whirled Anne round, facing
the big mirror, and held the dainty
waist up in front of her.
"Why," calculated Anne, in surprise
cts becoming to mew Owing to her
being "almost sallow," Anne was al
ways surprised to find that dainty
clothes looked well on her. "How |
wish" she cried, and then paused
abruptly.
Cant yOu?" asked Rebecca, under
standingly. 81 know your father
would"
Anne turned from the glass, inter-
ruptlng gayly. "Yes, to the extent of Il
walking suit and shirt waists"
Rebecca drew long breath of salts
faction as she looked about the ROOM
This" she explained, indicating a
white fabric on the bed, 'ls organdy
that we're going to put over that old
blue taffeta of mine. Yes, it's got to be
all made over, but won't the combina
tlon be sweet? And this is linen for
suit And this is dotted null for a lit
tie afternoon gown. We can't have too
many thin things, you know"
Yes" said Anne, soberly.
She sighed as she crossed the street
but ten minutes later she recrossed it
excltedly the cause of the sigh forgot
ten, and burst into the sewing room.
Becky" she cried, "Will Dunmore
says we're going to have two boat clubs
and races, and the girls can belong lie
wants us on his slde!"
"A boat club" returned Rebecca.
promptly. 80 dear no, Anne! With all
this sewing ! can't waste any time boat.
ing! Mother has just decided that
must have cream-colored mohar for
mornings, in addition to the other
things"
Anne twisted the knob of the door
and hesitated. But, Becky, what about
tennis? We play the first game this
afternoon"
Rebecca interrupted with firm
shake of the head. you know, Anne.
well get all that at the lakes, rowing
and tennis and golf. Now can't spend
the time; l must sew"
AS the weeks passed that expression.
Il must sew" became the only reply
Rebecca gave, because the cream-col-
ored mohair proved but the first of a
number of additions to her pretty ward
robe. Tennis, croquet, boating, after
noon walks, evenings with her friends
were all given up.
81 must sew" said Rebecca; and one
by one the dainty, filmy garments were
hung away fresh and unworn for Au-
gust and the big hotel.
81 must sew" said Rebecca; and her |
cheeks grew hollow, while dark circles |
came under her eyes, for summer was
also OverwOrliing that year, July heat |
prevailing in June and August sultri- |
ness in July.
1t was one hot afternoon in the mid
die of July that Rebecca threw open
the wardrobe in the sewing room for |
Amne's inspection, saying, in tone |
weary but full of satisfaction. "Only !
see, Anne, all the pretty things | have |
to wear!"
Indeed, they are pretty" assented
Anne, heartily.
Then her eyes Travelled thoughtfully
from the contents of the wardrobe to
Rebecca's cheeks and on to Mrs.
Brown, bending over a shirt waist, on
which she was laying insertion. Mrs.
Browns hands trembed nervously as
she worked, and occasionally she
paused to press her hand over her eyes.
During one of these pauses she asked
llstlessly, Have you begun to get your
new things Amer
Anne still looked thoughtful. You
know all I'm to have is Il walking suit |
and shirt waists Mother is working |
on shirt waist"
Mrs. Brown bent compassionate
gaze on her. while Rebecca murmured, |
Il supposed, Anne, that when you came
to think hard about going you'd !
have" She paused Rebecca had a
habit of implying the end of a sentence
by glance or a tone
NO" replied Anne, simply.
She walked across the street slowly. |
md came ON her mother also putting !
insertion In the front of shirt waist
ana her mother looked warm and tired |
Mother" said Anne decidedly, |
there's enough trimming ON that waist
now" Abruptly she took the insertion
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