The daily Alaskan., 1911-06-23

gen sulieuly. I'm mighty glad. Hen. rieta Owen, that you've spoke your mind and told me what you thlns about Che mWler. First time ever knew yuu was so sympathetic for Hui. jah Scott"
 "I can't help being sorry for her. lmogen You bad uIce home of your own aud cuuueb to live quiet gn, and the old place was ail Huldab had You know the only thing she can do t0 earn money is Co take boarders. and now Chat bcr house is gone she cant do a thing Most of her furniture is stored in Deacon Browns barn and she 8-iivinu m those tW liule rooms over tHe bakery o-iryiHg tu sew, poor soul and her hardly ever taking a needle In her hand uut being handy chat way No wonder she looks sbab- by and old fashioned But she's proud as Tucifcr and won't Iet anybody bcIp her hy any ways
 "So ] ann J0 blame for that am [ E demanded Imogen 0orcciy.
 "Sbo ought Co have her home back said Mrs Owen obstinateiy. "lts proved her father paid the money for it must be going now, she contlu- ued. with a side glance ut the flowers. aYou mustn't mind what ! said about Huldah Scott cant help feeling sor- ry for her"
 'I expect everybody lu town feels the same way" challenged Imogen.
 "They secm to feel sorry for ber admitted Mrs. Owen "Goojby, Inn ogeu. Come around and see me when you Ca0."
 The subject Of the lawsuit her father had instituted against the meaEgr es- tate of old James Scott was a sore one for victorious Imogen Morse Three years bad passed since Uuldah had been turned from her home, and in that time she had tried half a dozen ways Co earn a living and failed In each. But she was a splendid house keeper. and formerly she had earned a comfortable livelihood by taking boardcrs iu Che rambling old house Of her father. Now she was knocked hflher and th.tber among the few wage earueE in the village. At pres rnt she was tending tbe bakery for the Smiths.
 Tmocan alwavs looked forward to Easter as a season of great joy for she loved the resurrection of the low CTS from their wlurg s'ecn, the new clothing of the earth. Che vague prom ise of a new life beyond this old one AH these things bore significance for her
 She impressed thr story. of the resur- -ecuon on her Sunday school class She found herself waxing eloquent as she compared the arising of the bless cd Lord from his death sleep Co jbe awakening of the dormant plant life. She was filled with joy at Che ap- rraaeb of Eastcrtido, and if was not herself but a black shadow of her real nature which had carelessjy overlook od Che wrong that bad been done to Huldah Scott
 The next day would be Good Friday, and Imoccn resolved that she would have some hot cross buns for her breakfast so after her dinner was cleared away she walked down to the bakery. The store was quite empty save for a little girl per1hci on a stool behind tbe counter ltwas the baker g child
 "WcN. Edna. who's tending store todayT asked TmoEen briskly.
 Miss UuIdab's tending store. Shell be back iu a moment Have your iiHes wJthergd up yet Miss lmogenf' asked the little girl eagerly,
 "wfthored up2 What do you mean. chadF demanded Miss Morse.
 aWhv. father said he should think Che lilies would wIther up under the toueh of your hands, you're SO hard hearted" said Che child with the bru trI df-crtncss of her BEe
 TmuErn easned and turned white .wcu ! never. she Easped; CT never ddr Then she turned and fed from the place
 Back In her own rooms, she looked strangely at the lilies. Once she reach. ed forth a finger tip and touched the white waycn blossom. eIt didn't with. cr." she said eagerly. "I wonder what ! can do. Suppose I should touch one tomorrow or Sunday md it should turn brown. ! never thought of that I suppose am not at: am not dtT Miss Tmocen bowed her black head ou her hands and sat very sti1
 She was very busy the next two days and on the night before Easter she sat ln her sitting room with Che three Easter lilies ranged in a row be. fore her
 'ICs no credit to me to give Huldah Scott back her house again. That's her own. What can [ do that viii hurt me the most2 Speak up ImoEen Morser' she commanded herself
 The gate clicked. and Huldah Scott ran up the path and knocked lightly on the door "Come in, said imoeen
 cts me said Huldah breathlcssly. "I just heard little Edna Smith teT what she said Co you tbe other day about the lilies whitening I'm awful sorry. Imoreu. but you mustn't mind E-1Ts e1r all arrfr of HFean fhfurc