The San Francisco call., 1909-05-08

stiH II is wonder the old gentle
man die rot lose his powdered wig in
the excitement which followed. For
Aunt Abigail was wiping a tear from
the monogram on the shiny tea tray
Well Mary put Abigail to bed, and
there followed the promised story. She
started to leave the room when the
child called.
Yes miss"
Il have something 10 tell you. I
swallowed so hard all the time at tea,
cause II you swallow hard you won't
cry But you feel bad inside just the
same and she nestled her fingers IN
the servants generous. kindly hand
But, Mary. what / wanted to ask:
Would it be awful wicked not TO be q
really KimbalI?"
Go upstairs and see your dolly? Oh
miss. think on it," replied the woman.
She had long been servant in the
house, as her mother had been before
her. and she realized perfectly the
shame that would be attached 10 any
such misdemeanor
7 am not ali K;mball" pleaded the
little girl. cause ! feel more like Peg
gy and al the sweetness in my NAM
mas trunk"
''Oh. Mary, I can't help bat think OF
the winter coming. Then what will 1
do? The winds will Sigh and sigh. and
my papa way out st sea My NAM
MAJ am never quite so afraid with
Peggy, YOU know"
\ week of gloomy days passed. It
rained incessantly. The late autumn
winds had strewn the yellow leaves
hither and thither. and tossed the long
plupes Of the huge fir trees until even
they sighed with the weight OF ap-
frc fFrs On f1h%
cried with fear at these dark, brood
ing songs OF storm at sea, and Mary
found her near the attic door. She led
the child back to bed 1t was the
next night that the good woman. sore
perplexed, feeling keenIs the grave re-
sponsibility of the family she
had always served and loving
Abigail decided to tell Miss kim
ball what her little niece was suffering
IN her intense desire to be a kfmball
Mary had mother heart. She had
about re lcned her mistress room when
its door opened. and Miss KimbsH
stepped out into the dimly lighted has
Unconscious OF the servants presence.
she walked hesitatingly up the broad
staircase to Abisairs room. the old
clock ticking the same monotonous
, march for the aunt as it had some
days before for the little namesake
Mary listened. She heard Miss Kimball
after d short space OF time leave her
niece's room. open the attic door and
then slowly climb the winding attic
stairway.
Land sakes, they done it-Kimbau
or no Ki:nbail.' muttered Mary, wiping
away tear with her apron
Fancy Aunt Abigairs surprise when
she found her little niece-s bed unoccu-
pied She had started to call Mary
when something refrained her from do
ing so She found the child as she had
imagined. kneeling by the old trunk,
the moonlight falling on her tear
stained face. Tears came to the aunt's
eyes as she saw Abigail press the
love loss dolly TO her little heart.
The child had broken a KimbaH rule.
and she was feverishIy enjoying it's
fruits. And so had Aunt Abigail. bat
4 was an awakening for he~
We'll. what took place. you know. Ii
was Aunt Abigail who this time tucked
the little girl into bed. with love lost
dolly nestled in the pillows
oh. ! am so happy sighed Abigail.
We will both be different nower
And still be KimbalIs." answered
the woman
/ think Peggy smiled