The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-10-22

N'esSl 'n'il e'eI' cousin Laura hur.
rie' Corneliq out into tie garden to
pull the radlshes for lunch.
Back in the house Cornelia made q
dissO' cry cousin Laura .uuse.
with Its pretty rooms, cool porcbes
vines, and hammocks was only a
mousse 1t wasn't a home at ali
Cornelia went out and sat down in
one OF her hammocks. She listened
10 Cousin Lauras voice. but she
didn't hear much that she said Over
and over on her fingers she counted
one, two, three, four, five. sly sew.
en- seven whole days-and the
hrst one not half gone.
There's a little girl lives across
the street." came cheerlly in Cousin
Laura's voice. She's Just about your
ago, and
Cornelia couldn't hear anv moro
Almost she hated the little girl
across the street.
think, Cousin Laura. I'd better
go-back home" she said. "Tm-.
maybe, I'm sick"
You're hungry" said Cousin
Laura. and lunch is ready. ANY.
way Cornelia," she added, as they
sat down at the pretty table, "you
can go home until the four O'Clock
train, unless you walk.
After lunch Cornella looked at her
watch again. One o'clock,-threo
hours had gone since she left home.
Three hours more must 20 before
she could 90 back-even il Cousin
Laura would let her go at four
o'clock.
Cornelia was out in Cousin Laura's
pretty garden. Cousin Laura had
gone to get the little girl across the
street Cornelia stood by the mignon.
cite bed. Its fresh, strong scent
made her think of beautiful cool,
sweet twilights, with the first stars
coming out slowly, and mothers
voice from the door calling, Come,
now, dear, it's bedtime"
Bedtime? Even if these hours
were long in passing, bedtime was
coming sure and swift. Every min.
ute brought it nearer. That dear,
voice in it and mothers kiss and
mother herself! How could it come
without mother?
Cornelia crawled under the fence.
She ran through the orchard. Broad
beautiful fields lay beyond. Far OF
was CLEAN of blue which was the
river. If she could ever reach the
river, she could follow it home.
Cornelia was halfway across the
first field when Cousin Laura's voice,
painting and frightened, called after
her. "Cornela, Cornelia, where are
you going, child?"
Home" cried Cornella. 81 can
walk, guess.
Cousin Laura hurried up. She
caught Cornelia's hand. you cant
walk, dear. Wait! You shall go at
3.55. I'll put you on the train my.
self. You'll get there that way much
sooner"
Cousin Laura led Cornelia back
across the field, In the orchard
was the little girl from across the
street She stared at Cornelia
in friendly fashion from the
funnel of her blue checked sun-bon-
net.
Cornelia pulled her hand away
from Cousin Lauras. She looked at
her watch, 1t was half.past one.
Four o'clock wasn't far off now. S.55,
Cornelia calculated, was still nearer.
Both came long before bedtime.
You got a watch?" said the little
girl from across the street. 81 wish
l had, l got a goat; want to see him?
Let's run"
At half.past three Cousin Laura
set out with Cornelia's suitcase. She
crossed the street.
"Cornelia,' she called, "it's nearly
train time. You must hurry"
There was a rush, followed by a
wild clatter and scramble. Around
the corner Of the house, at break
neck speed, came the goat He was
drawing a small express wagon. On
the sea was Cornelia. She was driv-
ing.
At sight Of Cousin Laura and the
suitcase, Cornelia's face grew sober.
"Oh, it can't be time yet" she
cried, whoa, Billy, whoa! Cousin
Laura, I'm having a perfectly splen.
did time. IL guess I'd better wait
till tomorrow THE Christian Reg.
lister. ...