The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1911-05-05
CHAPTER v.
The cospeI-aoat MeetInu.

Inc GoSPel-boat Meeting.
When I see curl OF religion sprouting
up. think it's best ter kinder shine on
1t pleasant like, but not to take too much
notice until it roots good
Miss Selma Lue.
Friday, the 18th, dawned clear and
mild for Miss Cynthia, and the early
morning breezes that RULED 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 window-framed
landscape with the down-river hills
and banks In the distance. She had
the feeling that she was 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 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 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 1t hard to keep
her thoughts from straying to the
bluff and the barn. She had for more
than 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 ceremony, and
she received Miss Cynthia graciously
lin pointllace breakfast-cap.
''How are you. mother. this lovely
morning?" she inquired gently. Mrs.
jackson Page preferred to be spoken
20 in cadences Of deepest sympathy at
all times.
.As well as can ever hope to bes.
abe answered languidiy, though she
slipped with degree Of relish the sec
ond cup OF coffee and began a bust.
ness-like attack on 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 place Of abode suitable to our
position. 1t will not be for long, /
-. e~,4A ox,d aRkn,. 80 -,-..o ~.
raised 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 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.
sYou dear thina." she hailed across
the city, ito be awake so early! Did
you get your worm all right? / was
Just calling to leave my number for
you. am so excited-I-"
'eThen infer you did catch your
worm.r laughed Miss Cynthia into the
telephone.
1T isn't worm | am after; It's a
man"
TOO early then. dear. unless you
want brisk farmer"
Anything but. eherie! Listenl do
you remember my telling you about
that perfectly delicious man l met in
Washington last winter"
(which one?"
There was only one like him.
you know. it was Alan Kent. the art
tat! told you about going to his
studio and what compliment Aunt
Kate thought It was to have him ask
a. Don't yon remember my telling
gou about him2 MY dear. be was the