Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1911-03-16
CHAPTER V.
The Gospel Boat Meeting.

IV SSoPS'0SS
When I see a curl Of religion sprouting
I'D, I think it's best ter kinder shine on
It plensant-like, bat not to take too much
notice until 1t roots good.
Miss Selma Lue.
Friday. the 18th. dawned clear and
mild for Miss Cynthia, and the early
morning breeles that rufled the fair
hair on her pillow breathed no hint
OF adventure, though they wakened
her long before the usual hour. She
opened her eyes on a window-framed
landscape with the down.river hills
and banks In the distance. She had
the feeling that she vas going on
with a dream In the top Of the barn
in which she had been just about to
voice her admiration for the picture
to a tall and glorified Miss Selma Lue
IN gray knickerbockers, when her con.
seriousness formed complete connec-
ton and she sat up and stretched her
white arms with a smile. The I'M
%pertinence of the man to presume to
mix in her dreams, even II his pic
lures were wonderful!
As Miss Cynthia dressed in a leis-
urely way she found II hard to keep
her thoughts from ~straying to the
bluff and the barn. She had for more
than a week controlled the inclination
of her feet to wander in that direc-
ton, and now she felt impelled to see
Miss Selma Lue and Blossom-and-
Oh dear! how she did love those pic
lures!
On her way downstairs she looked
cautiously in her mothers door and
found her awake and in the act OF
taking her morning nourishment.
Everything Mrs. jackson Page did
was in the way of a ceremony, and
she received Miss Cynthia graclously
in n ~point-lace breakfast-Cap.
How are you, mother, this lovely
morning." she inquired gently. Mrs.
Jackson Page preferred to be spoken
to in cadences Of deepest sympathy at
all times.
LAS we'll as I can ever hope to be-"
she answered languidly. though she
slipped with a degree of relish the Sec
ond cup OF coffee and began a bust.
ness.like attack on a substantial tray
Of breakfast the maid had set before
her, Are you going In to town to-
day had hoped you would look at
that house on University avenue. II
have to leave my ancestral home |
want n place of abode suitable to our
position. 1t will not be for long. |
am afraid. and after | am gone" she
raised n lace handkerchief to her eyes
and left Miss Cynthia in doubt as to
whether she was bemoaning the pros,
pect OF her daughters bereft condi.
ton oil University avenue or her own
on one of the streets said to be paved
with gold.
After a proper degre OF concern and
consolation. Miss Cynthia beat a hasty
retreat down the steps. The telephone
stopped her on her way to the outside
world and an animated conversation
ensued, conducted by Evelyn Branch
who was up and doing far earlier thar
was her won't.
you dear thing" she hailed acros.
the city, ito be awake so early! Die
you get your worm all right? wa
Just calling to leave my number TO
YOU. | am so excited-I-"
Then | infer you did catch you
worm" laughed Miss Cynthia into tn,
telephone.
1T isn't a worn I am sitter; It's
man"
TOO early then, dear, unless 20
want a brisk farmer"
Anything but. cherie! Listen! d
you remember my telling you abou
that perfectly delicious man ! met 1
Washington last winter2"
(which one?"
There was only one-like hin
You know, II was Alan Kent, the ar
list! ] told you about going to hi
studio and what a compliment Aur
Kate thought 1t was to have him as
US. Don't you remember my tellin
you about him? My dear, he was tn
whole thing all winter. Well. grl
your heart tight-he's here In II
cityl"