The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1909-06-24
The Good the In
Wind Biesv
BY VIRGINIA BLAIR.

MAIZE agreed OeJecIeuly. II snS
had come at any other time"
"She will expect to be entertained"
Miss Cynthia chimed in.
Maize, tying on her veil before the
mirror, decided: I'VE can have some
good times with the girls. But there
won't be any men, and Constantia
can't exist without men,"
Nonsense" said Miss Cynthia.
"She'n have to when she comes to Hill
ton"
Maize talked the situation over later
with Serena Sears.
You see, l met Constantia at the
seashore the summer l went with the
Merrills, and l had lovely clothes, and
we lived at the best hotels and did
everything in the most approved way.
Il told Constantia that when / was
at home with Aunt Cynthia 1 didn't
have all the advantages and that my
outing with the Merrills was just their
farewell treat before they went
abroad. But Constantia can't under
stand what life at Hilton is, and she
will expect gay time"
We'll it's an i'll wind that blows
nobody any good" said Serena senten-
tiously. Perhaps she will liven us up
a bit''
"Constantia could liven up a nun
merry" Maize told her, but Hilton is
hopeless"
Letters coming from Constantia told
Of her preparations.
"She is getting lots of pretty Clothes"
Maize reported to Serena, land where
is she going to wear them?"
But Serena, true to her name, would
not worry. "She will delight our eyes
with Them" she said. II haven't seen
an up to date gown for 80 long that
I'd rather gaze on it than on a Rem
brandt"
The day of Constantia's arrival Ma
zie put the big old fashioned house in
order, while Aunt Cynthia baked de-
lectable things.
Serena Sears came In the afternoon
IF Constantia hasn't the good taste
to enjoy this lovely old room and Aunt
Cynthia's tea and mullins and cocoa
nut cake she's benighted individual"
said she.
But think Of Constantia trailing
pale blue broadcloth on this old rug!"
walled Maize.
Maize walked to the station, but
she brought Constantia back In the
only cab the town afforded. 1t was
shabby and ramshackle, but the little
horse was plump, and so was the
driver.
I'VE feed people and animals we'll
In Hilton" Maize explained to Con.
+ stantia. Eating is our only diver
sion"
Constantia dimpled. 81 think Hilton
is dear" she emphasized.
But after they had driven a little
way she said suddenly, MAIZE Lang
ley, I don't believe ! have seen a sin
gle man since we left the station"
There aren't any," Maize informed
her. II warned you. l told you in
my letters that Hilton was deadly
dull"
Constantia's laugh rippled. ooh,
you goosie," she said, las If / cared!
1t will be rest, if the girls are nice
sort of bachelor girls paradise"
| Maize nodded. There is nothing for
men to do in these Hampshire hills"
she said, land except a few merchants
and the minister and the doctor there
aren't any"
well l wish Bobbie Dwyer could
hear that" Constantia murmured.
who is Bobbie Dwyer?' Maize de-
manded.
| "Bobbie," Constantia explained, with
elaborate and strangely earnest scorn-
| fulness, 'is lord of creation. l was
engaged to him until one day he tried
to dictate to me! Then, of course, /
broke it off and told him there were
some worse things than being an old
maid, and he flung back at me that he
should live single, for he could never
trust woman again, and then l told
him that an old maid was happier
than bachelor, and he said if l tried
it I'd find out, and, oh, wish you had
heard us!' And in spite of the trag.
edy of her recital Constantia laughed.
"And I'm glad there aren't any men
here-I hate themw
Mazie's face glowed. I'VE will have
a lovely time If you feel that way"
| she said.
Just then the ramshackle cab round.
ed a curve, and there was the old
house, with Aunt Cynthia at the win
dow and the light shining out behind
her, and they went in and had tea
and mullins and little cakes, and Ma
Eie feasted her eyes on the picture
Constantia made in her modish gown.
The next day Serena Sears came
over.
"Mazie told me how pretty you
were" she said quantity, land l told
her I'd rather see you than a picture,
but you are better than a whole art
gallery"
And that afternoon a lot Of girls
came, pretty and futtering creatures
| he h,ay, ok :.