The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1911-04-21
CHAPTER v.
The GospeI-soat Meeting,

inc NoSpe-0odt Meetlng.
When I see a curl of religion sproutin,
PUP, think it's best ter kinder shine oil
1t pleasant-like, but not to take too mucl
notice until it roots good
Miss Selma Lue.
Friday, the 18th, dawned clear ant
mild for Miss Cynthia, and the early
morning breezes that rufled the fail
hair on her pillow breathed no hint
of adventure, though they Weakened
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 was going on
with dream in the top Of the barn
in which she had been just about to
voice her admiration for the picture
to 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 if his pic
lures were wonderful!
AS Miss Cynthia dressed in leis-
urely way she found it 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 nourlshment.
Everything Mrs Jackson Page did
was in the way of ceremony. and
she received Miss Cynthia graciously
in a 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.
"As we'll as 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 If
] have to leave my ancestral home |
want a place of abode suitable to our
position. 1t will not be for long, |
am afraid. and after am gone" she
raised a 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 on 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 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 than
was her wont.
You dear thing" she hailed across
the city. ito be awake so early! Did
you get your worm all right? l was
lust calling to leave my number for
you. l am so excited-I-"
Then / infer you did catch your
worm" laughed Miss Cynthia into the
telephone.
ct isn't worm am after; it's a
man."
TOO early then, dear, unless you
want brisk farmer"
Anything but, cherie! Listen! dc
you remember my telling you about
that perfectly delicious man met II
Washington last winter?"
(which one?"
There was only one-like him
You know, 1t was Alan Kent, the art
list! / told you about going to his
studio and what compliment Ann
Kate thought it was to have him ash
us. Don't you remember my telling
you about him? My dear, he was the
whole thing all winter. Well. girl
your heart tight-he's here in the
.city!"
Really" Miss Cynthia's voice tried
hard to be what Evelyn expected of it
"Yes. l saw him on the street las
might, and before could make Har
old stop the auto he was gone and W,
couldn't find trace of him anywhere
Isn't It exasperating to think of tina
gorgeous creature loose here in the
streets, and times SO dull in the sum
mer? There were only three men a
the Country club last night and they
we're grumpy and attentioned t.
death. So glad you weren't there. fol
it was bad enough without you"
Are you sure you saw him." ven
tured Miss Cynthia with no more thar
a polite show of interest.
Sure? Well, Alan Kent is entirely
too distingue man for anybody tt
forget. My dear. he is most attrac
tiye-and it is so romantic about hi:
father and all The old man is 6
lumber king and refuses to have any
thing to do with him as long as he
paints. And there the poor dear goes
along and prefers paltry little $4,000
contracts to decorate guild halls t.
the old fellows millions. Where dc
YOU suppose he can be? ! had Harold
telephone all the hotels. and he I: