The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1911-05-05

Maud's caught her hair in the grape.
vine and's hanging by it. She was
eating 'em Mas sick!"
Miss Selma Lue hurried with all the
speed possible to the relief of the
young Absalom, and Mrs. Kinney call
ed after her, BE sure and rub cam
phire on the roots" whether of the
vine or Ethel Maud's hair she did not
say
When she returned to the grocery
half an hour later Miss Selma Lue
found Miss Cynthia smiling at her
from the back door. Miss Cynthia's
approach had been guarded, and In
stead of coming down the public
street, she had slipped through the
garden and the chicken yard. Miss
Cynthia risked no encounters with
her erstwhile victim, and her move
ments we're stealthy when approach
ing his haunts
well. if that amt plumb ha'nt-like,
to be thinking about you and then
turn round and find you a-smiling at
mel" exclaimed Miss Selma Lue de-
lightedly. II was skeered you was
clear wore out with your snack of
store-keeping and baby-tending, but
you put me in mind of that pink
morning-glory there, always fresher
and fresher every sun-up"
And you are the sweet, warm sun
that comes every morning to cheer
up the little morning glory that droops
until she sees you," answered Miss
Cynthia with smiling blush. Are
you rested from your trip"
THAT l am. honey-bunch! One days
tired never lasts me overnight. l get
up every morning feeling like l have
jest been cut often the bolt. You see
I'm all muscle and heap of it, but
poor Mis- Dobbs has to lift two hun
dred pounds out of bed every day be-
fore she can tell how she feels. But
she enjoyed the trip nightly"
Tell me all about it." said Miss
Cynthia. as she sat down on her favor
lite place on the steps, with a cautious
eye looking out for possible invasion.
did you have a good timer"
Yes, indeed, we did," answered
Miss Selma Lue happily And I'm a
looking fer results in Mr.. Dobbs too
Course that kind Of meeting was sor-
ter confusing to me, as was raised un-
der the quiet of the Twin Creek Cir
cult religion. The drum and the horn
and the tammerine, with the rocking
of the boat seemed mite queer But
IL 1t suits some folks to go marching
along the narrow road to the tune Of
brass band, why others can follow
to their salvation quieter by pipe or.
gan. It's the right direction and the
keeping going that counts. to my
mind. Salvation Army is a good name
fer them devoted people, and | don't
hold 1t agin them that they sung
hymns to some Understanding tunes"
"You are not one bit straitlaced,
Miss Selma Lue," said Miss Cynthia
with an appreciative smile.
"Dearie me, child, theys lot of
trails ter Heaven, | say. But who do
you think we saw up on the river road
a-horseback You had to hurry home
so yesterday after ! got back that
didn't git er chanel ter tell you. t
was that sweet child, Miss Evelyn.
She jumped often her horse, and the
hired man in top-boots, what was rid
ing behind her to keep care, held him
while she come a-running over to
where we set on the bank waiting fer
the down boat. She were jest SO glad
to see us and made us all so to home,
with laughing and joking with Bonnie
and Ethel Maud. We all had good
! time fer most hour. She let Bonnie
ride her horse with Ethel Maud on in
front of the man. And Mary Ellen
was tickled plumb to death with her.