The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1909-08-12

amused, was his undoing. The wainuts
slipped from his grasp and, striking
another bag, liberated peck of pop
corn. He stood up gulltily.
please forgive me, Mrs. Fleming"
he apologized. 81 am sorry II my awk-
wardness has disclosed your gifts too
soon"
They're not Mis- Flemings," correct
ed Deacon Brown. They're yours.
We thought we'd give you donation
stead OF money, times are 80 hard"
The Rev. Mr.. Morgan unconsciously
backed step. "For me? But, deacon,
have no use for these-er-raw COM
modities. 1t is very kind Of you-but-
but
Besides this, there's side OF meat
and firkin Of butter outside" put In
Mrs. Fleming proudly. Now that
you've seen them I'd better take the
molasses out too. It's 30 warm In
here" picking up two Of the jugs.
"By all MEANS" said the minister,
wlping his forehead, and in the gen
eral conversation that ensued he found
himself near Barbara Dean.
IL did not expect to see you" he said
| In low voice.
II am spending few days with
| Cousin Bess," she answered. "Are
you so devoted to haywood that you
have forgotten your old friendsr'
"Oniy those who wished to forget
me-" significantly; then, with de-
spairing glance at the loaded table,
pWhat shall I do with itr' he asked.
IA family Of ten could not consume
that perishable stuff before 1t spoils.
why did they bring so muchT
"The unwritten law Of donation
party Is that none may attend without
bringing present." she said com
posediy.
"Then what special donation must
thank you for" ironically-"the sack
Of fourT'
She laughed. His dismay was 30
comical. She did not know the desper-
ate state Of his, finances. II did not
bring anything" she said. II could
MOTTO you"
Something In her voice lent sudden
iexibility to his most inelastic hope.
with her love to cheer him on he
would yet make of haywood his ideal
ichurch.
"Come with me moment" he said,
leading her to the deserted window
nearest the church. II had bright
dreams when came here, Barbara,
he went on. II have learned to love
the church and the people. IL &c
away now my work will be wasted
But / think 1 shall go when my year
is up"
"WhexeT she asked quickly.
"Anywhere--to any church that pays
/ a salaryp desperately. THAT collec
ton represents my work for nine
months. II 10 not enough, Barbara
You said that no one may attend
donation party without present.
am waiting for yours. II you want m'
to stay here you must do your part
The deacons and elders have looked
after the needs of the material man
You must provide for his splritua
nature"
She played with the Widows bes
curtains nervously. "You said yO,
would not ask me again." she re
: minded.
II have not. You did well to sa!
no." bitterly. S"If my work is wort
! only butter and -four you are Justifie
In forgetting me as quickly as posi-
BILE Maywood can keep Its donation
shall leave at once"
A change flashed across her prett.
face. The mischief vanished, and II
Its place stole tender blush. don
be hasty, James," she whispered, wit
furtive glance over her shoulder
Perhaps with my donation we ca
use the rest. When will the parsor
age be emptyf" "
; "I'll give the tenant notice tomol
row." he answered happily, Thei
under cover Of the widows voluminou
curtains, with the church looking o
In solemn witness. he accepted her d.
nation with a kiss.