Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1911-04-06

Her trip to the Blur, however, was
postponed for an almost uncomfortable
iehgth OF time, for in the hall n en-
countered Mr.. Everston in the act OF
taxing his departure after an inter
view with Mrs. Jackson Page. The
expression of extreme harassment on
mat good gentleman's face conveyed
a definite idea of the interview. and
MISS Cynthia followed him to the We
n invited the explosion.
Most unreasonable, my dear, most
unreasonable! The land company Is
wiling to wait no longer h a two
weeks for a definite answer. 1t Is an
exceptional opportunity and the only
way to settle the estate so as to In.
sure a residue-er-suitable to Pour
mothers-er-needs. The price Of the
mouse Is, l may say, a fancy one, n
l cannot see another way OF getting
the property on the market except at
a sacrifice. Couldn't you-er-er-my
dear. demonstrate with your mother?'
Remonstrance with Mrs. Jackson
Page sounded %stupendous even to the
ears Of her own daughter, but Miss
Cynthia's head went up a trile and
she answered in tones slightly Ill to
those habitually used by that most
impressive lady:
III you please, Mr.. Everston, pro
coed with the business Of the sale,
and when the time comes l am sure
she will sign the papers. Thank you
for your kindness and-your pa
t%ience." and Miss Cynthia held out
her hand to the flustered old gentle
man with the smile that always drew
Bonnie Dobbs-and others. She
watched him drive away in his sedate
old gig, and then turned. not to the
apartment of the difficult Mrs. Jack.
son Page. but down the hill to the
bluff, H;here turmoil and excitement
and lie called.
And she found them in abundance;
in fact, the bluff fairly teemed with
them and spilled over and ran out to
meet her. Bonnie headed the on
slaught and was followed by Ethel
Maud and Luella Kinney and several
Tynes of assorted sizes. AS they
brought up beside her, Ethel Maud
stepped on one Of her own feet in a
most amazing way and fell sprawling
in such a manner as to Craze her little
retrousse nose on the tip of Miss Gym
thia's shoe. A mighty wall ensued.
which was augmented by Bennie's
most unsympathetic prediction that
she would be denied the privilege Of
attendance at the party.
"Oh-oh-o-ho, l can go too! I
don't eat with my nose, and see with
my eyes and they won't be nothing to
smell. Ohio, can't I 60. Miss Gym.
thie?"
Yes. indeed you can," answered
Miss Cynthia, as she wiped the barked
little dot with her clean handkerchief
and failed to notice the smutty prints
from the small fingers that chung to
the sleeve Of her snowy frock. Ben.
ME mustn't say that. He knows it
wouldn't be a nice party II you had to
stay at home with a sick nose. Now
come on and let's get your mother to
put some camphor on It," And they
oil proceeded down street.
Mrs. Kinney hailed them from her
open window with the rolling-pin. She
was almost, literally speaking, elbow
deep in pies, and the aroma thereof
spread eros the street. Her front
stoop %glistened damply in the sunlight
and the front walk was spotless. The
gate was tied up as a signal for the
children to jump over the fence and ap-
proach their home with c~aution-on
the grass.
(To BE CoNTINUED.)