New-York tribune., 1912-03-24
A NEW ENGLAND ANDROMEDA
By CONINGsBY WILLIAM DAWSON
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she discovered that she enjoyed her
After ALL he was a standard author and
trongv recommended by the New York periodical
ut this was Sunday.
Thinking the first volume might be exceptional, she
ychangcd il for the second. The second was as bad as
he first and third as the scCOnd-thcy were all alKe
IN enhancing sense Of guilt seized hold OF her, the
cbclous pleasure Of one who after long tyranny Of
ears breaks with convention for a little while and
kinks Of deeds that natural and delightful As an
xtcrna expression OF revolt she cast aside her apron
nd turning the key in the door, abandoned herself
to the mpious pcrusal OF Guy. She
new that Brother Joseph would not approve; Dut,
trangcly, that knowledge added to her enjoyment
Brother Joseph ten years her senior ana mao al
ways maintained a strict survey OF the literary caileTS
N his sisters mind. At present IN the room below
With his large hands folded on his long beard and his
spread above his face he peacefully Surn-
,crcd all ignorant Of the Parlsan Pcrseus VINO was
cscuing a New England Andromcda on this quiet oaD-
oath afternoon.
Caroline read on ravcnously As she wandered
through the city Of lovers out toward Versailles where
II women are adorcd and all men are Byons, the
rcams Of her teens came ocng back to her the hopes
md fears Of nearly twenty years ago which Time and
Brother Joseph had taught her to deny If She paused
It all il was to reflect with anger on the starved al
cctions Of her grhood 1t seemed to her that al the
,ears she had waited for her slow going Betheheme to
proposc the stormy heroes Of these stories,
or their countcrparls, had been tap-tap-tapplng
at loves door Of opportunity. One OF them was
hers by right.
A Tfvcococb she heard footsteps on the piazza,
"A and the bell rang. She knew who II was, and
she did not rise. Every Sunday, Sas came 10
partakc Of their evening meal and to escort her 10
church aicrward The bell rang again, and yet a
third time. Then She heard pushing back Of
chairs in the room below and the voice Of Joseph
calling, Car'lncl Carlinc Here's Slas!'
During supper she was very silent and her eyes
were very bright. Silas glanced at her turtivcy
and admiringy thinking how pretty she had
grown. Brother Joseph discussed the morning
sermon pointing out its laXitics and departures
from truth. Noticing at length that he was doing
all the talking, he paused and then asked:
"What do you think about it, Sister Car line!"
Usually 50 direct q question would have caused
her to blush and hesitate, bringing about the de-
sired result Of urging Slas to her rescue. Tonight
it was otherwise. d" think" She replied quietly,
"that folks who'vc lived in Bethlehem all their
live don't know much about anything | dessay
the minister right
Brother Joseph dropped his fork on his plate in
astonishmcnt and even SilaS looked scandalzed.
"Sistcr Carlinc" said her brother speaking
slowly, YOU'D best not say things like that
outside ST here is safe, and | won't tell on you.
don't know what's Come over you TO talk that
way"
"Wcll Bethlehem amt all the world, anyway"
she fired: there's France, an Italy, an Europe.
Their ways amt our ways, of course; but some
Of them must be right. We don't know every
're thing Now, Guy says" And then she remem-
Die bered that they hadn't been introduced to Guy.
Silas looked uncomfortable: he evidently sus-
pectcd a rival. There was a certain shocking tone