Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-03-24

CONSERVATION she discovered that she enjoyed her
wrongdOng. After all, he standard author and
strongly recommended by the New York periodical
but this Sunday
Thinking the first volume might be exceptional she
exchanged for the second The second bad as
the first, and third the second-they all alike
An enhancing OF guilt seized hold of her. the
rebeious pleasure of one who after long tyranny of
years, breaks with convention for little while and
thinks OF deeds that natural and delightful As
external expression OF revolt she cast aside her apron
and, turning the key in the door abandoned herself
Fundamentally to the impious perusal of Guy She
knew that Brother Joseph would not approve; but
strangely that knowledge added to her enjoyment.
Brother Joseph ten years her senior and had al
maintained strict survey of the literary callers
on his sisters mind. At present, in the room below
with his large hands folded his long beard and his
handkerchief spread above his face he peacefully slu-
bered, all ignorant of the Partisan Perseus who was
rescuing New England Andromeda this quiet Sab
bath afternoon
Caroline read on ravenousy As she wandered
through the city of lovers toward Versailles where
all women adored and all Bvrons, the
dreams of her teens came ocng back to her the hopes
and fears of nearly twenty years ago which Time and
Brother Joseph had taught her to deny If she paused
at all, it to reflect with anger the starved at
ectons of her grlhood 1t seemed her that all the
she had waited for her slow going Betheheite
propose the stormy heroes of these STORIES
their counterparts, had been tap-tap tapping
at loves door of opportunity. One of them was
hers by right!
A T fveoclock she heard footsteps the piazza,
and the bell rang. She knew who it was, and
Sne OlQ not Use Every ounQaE, S1laS came TO
partake of their evening meal and to her to
church afterward. 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 ne Car'line! Here's Sas."
During supper she was very silent and her eyes
very bright. Slas glanced at her furtively
and admiringly, thinking how pretty she had
grown. Brother Joseph discussed the morning
sermon pointing out its laxites and departures
from truth. Noticing at length that he doing
all the talking he paused and then asked:
What do you think about it, Sister Car line?"
Usually SO direct question would have caused
her to blush and hesitate bringing about the de-
sired result of urging Silas to her Tonight
it was otherwise. 81 think, she replied quietly,
that folks who lived in Bethlehem all their
lives don't know much about anything | dessay
the minister right.
Brother Joseph dropped his fork on his plate in
establishment, and even Silas looked scandaized.
Sister Car'line, said her brother, speaking
slowly, you'd best say things like that
outside. ST here is safe, and l won't tell on you.
don't know what's you to talk that
way.
well, Bethlehem amt all the world anyway
she fired: there S France, an Italy, an Europe.
Their ways amt ways, of course; but some
of them must be right. We don't know every
ore thing. Now, Guy says" And then she re1nem-
bic bered that they hadn't been introduced to Guy
Sias looked uncomfortable: he evidently sl1s-
pected rival. There was certain shocking tone