The Sauk Centre herald., 1908-01-02

brow really suggested the possibility
| Of Thought power"-if haply she might
awaken it.
The other men at the table, the insig-
nificant little farmer, with his keen,
mouselike face, and his stalwart son
Abe. who assisted his father on the
farm, were perhaps a bit farther re-
moved from the sphere of her influ-
cnce. But in the freshness of her en-
thusiasm she was ready to try even up
on them.
AS for the women, there We're pos
sibilities, no doubt, III Mrs. Morning
star and decidedly so in that really
pretty girl, Eunice. The only one Of
them all who appeared to her rather
! hopelessly unreceptive was Ollie
the buXom, heavy faced daughter
the house, whose dark, sullen cOuntc-
nance would have dampened an ardor
even warmer than that of Miss EllerV.
Seated beside Georgiana was her
cousin, Daisy Parks, whose fluffy,
puffy prettiness and irresponsible air
of frivolity were, to tell the truth, a
bit refreshing as over against Miss
Ellery's oppressive superiority.
"Now," said Mr.. MOrningstar as,
after long silent grace, he jerked his
| chair closer to the table and fell to,
'just yous act yourselfs natural and
take what yOus see.'
He reached to the middle of the
table and picked up heavy platter
of fried ham to help himself, unmind-
! full of his guests 1--WE all do our own
servin' in the country. TO be sure. il
i there's children we help them. BIZ
me, always say if it's on the table l
kin git it all rightr'
He laughed, with his mouth full of
meat, an6 proceeded to stretch across
the table for everything he wanted.
Yes Mrs. MOrHingStar added in
her loud, boisterous tones, as she. too.
reached for what she wanted. "out
here when folks goes Oh comp'ry they
must used theirselfs to do their OWa
stretchin' and not expec' to be waited
on"
''Iow quaint!' exclaimed Miss Daisy
Parks. She promptly reached far
across the board for slice of bread.
off you want that you must climbv :"
she quoted.
"Please, Daisy" entreated Georgi-
ana, don't be slangy! You promised
me-
Daisy pressed her hand to her heart
"Stung again! How can 1 be so for
getful when know how it bumps you.
Georgia" she said with mock re-
morsefulness.
II hope" Mrs. Morningstar cried as
she saw that. in spite of her urging, the
boarders did not help themselves with
the businesslike alacrity to be looked
for in those who were paying for theil
food, that yous'll like my wittles. If
l do say i myself, 1 kin cook when |
know folks is comm. To be sure.
sometimes they come unexpected. Yes.
just so sure as l say to pop or the
girls, Now We'll warm up these here
stumps that's left and eat 'em up oncet
then beware! Strangers is sure to
come unexpected. Amt, Ollie?'
Ollie colored with embarrassment at
being appealed to and murmured an
answer under her breath.
"Our creature comforts are of such
minor Importance" spoke Georgiana' s
musical vyce as she lifted her hand.
some dark head and smiled from hel
high plane upon the Morningstars in a
sort of benedictiOn. Material things
absorb most of us too much-dOn't you
think sO?-leaving us too little time for
the things that are really worth while
in life.''
Georgiana observed that the farm
hand, Pete, looked impressed as she
spoke as though ray of light had pen
etrated his darkened mind. The rest
of the family appeared unresponsive-
unless perhaps that girl Eunice mani
tested some slight signs of receptivity-
Georgiana could not be sure.
AS for Miss Parks, she always hung
upon Georgiana's words as though I'M
willing to miss one pearl which dropped
from the lips of her oracular cousin
her admiration being commensurate
with her inability to grasp Georgiana' S
deep meanings.
Mrs. Morningstar, however, disap-
pointedly betrayed her obtuseness to
truth by responding with an apology
for her appearance. II most always
put another frock on till the afternoon
already, and so does Ollie still Eunice
she amt got the time toy, but we didn't
get 'em on yet till yous got here, 50
you see us lookin' some hard"
1T is yourself we wish to see, not
your clothes, Mrs. Morningstar," Geor-
giana said encouragingly. "Externals
are lost sight of when once one gets
below the surface to the real person"
Mrs. Morningstar blushed and looked
shocked, while her son Abe at her side
cobred all over his fat, sunburned
neck.
'To be sure,' the farmers wife re-
piled obviously, II wouldn't think
much of that practice-lettin' folks see
you undressed.''
Georgiana, whose eyes were upon
Pete, noticed that he smiled. She sank
back in her chair, shade of disap-
pointment in her face. But she would
not despair. The potential good in
every human soul must eventually
awaken to the right touch.
"Eunice,' sharply ordered Mrs.
Morningstar. her tone in addressing