The Ordway new era., 1911-03-24
CHAPTER v.
The oospeI.soat Meeting.


When I see q curl of religion sprouting
up. I think IT'S bsst ter kinder shine on
It pleasant-llke. but 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 breezes that ruffied 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 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 glorifed Miss Selma Lue
in gray knickerbockers. when her con.
sciousness formed complete connec-
ton and she sat mp and stretched her
white arms with smile. The i'm
pertinence Of the man to presume to
lures were wonderful!
As Miss Cynthia dressed in leis.
urely way she found 1t hard to keep
her thoughts from straying to the
blum and the barn. She had for more
than a week controlled the inclina ton
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
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. II
/ have to leave my ancestral home
want place Of abode suitable to our
position. 1t will not be for long,
am afraid. and after am gone" she
raised lace handkerchief to her eyes
and left Miss Cynthia in doubt as to
whether she was bsmoaning 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 ar 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? I was
Just calling to leave my number for
you. am so excHed-1-"
"Then I infer you did catch your
worm," laughed Miss Cynthia into the
telephone.
ut isn't worm am after: it's
man."
"Too early then. dear. unless you
want a brisk farmer"
Anything but. cherie! Listen! do
you remember my telling you about
that perfectly delicious man I met in
Washington last winter?"
(Which one?"
There was only one-like him.
You know, it was Alan Kent. tho art
list. told you about going to his
studio and what compliment Aunt
Kate thought 1t was to have him ask
us. Don't you remember my telling
vou about him? NV dear he was the