The Rice belt journal. (Welsh, Calcasieu Parish, La.) 1900-19??, 1913-10-10

earth than those of New YORK, or. az
any rate, closer in the sense OF broth
erhood. She drew deep breath OF
pungent April essence and murmured:
What world to live in"
Fran had spoken in all sincerity
in declaring that she wanted nothing
but home; and when she went down
to breakfast 1t was with the expecta-
ton that every member Of the family
would pursue his accustomed routine,
undefiected by her presence. She was
willing that they should remain what
they were, just as she expected TO
continue without change; however,
not many days passed before she found
herself seeking to modify her sur
roundings. If strange mouse be I'M
prisoned IN a cage of mice, those al
ready Injured to captivity will seek to
destroy the newcomer. Fran, sudden
: ly thrust into the bosom OF family
already fixed in their modes of thought
and action. found adjustment exceed
ingly difficult.
She did Lot care to mingle with the
! people of the village-which was for
t tunate, since her laughing in the tent
: had scandalized the neighborhood; sho
would have been content never to
/ cross the boundaries Of the homestead
:. had 1t not been for Abbott Ashton
g It was because of him that she acqul
}. esced In the general plan to send hel
7, to school. 1t was on the fifth day o.
r her stay, following her startling admls
t sion that she had never been to schoo
', day in her life, that unanimous cpln
IS ion was fused into expressed com
mand-
Is "You must go to SCHOOL,
1t Fran thought of the young superlr
1t tendent. and said she was willing.
re When Mr.. Gregory and the seeretar
Of had retired to the library for the day
~ work Mrs. Gregory told Fran, u rea
ly think, dear, that your dresses ar
r. much too short. You are small, Dt
to YOUR face and manners and even you
in voice, sometimes, seem old-1ul'
old"
:" Fran showed the gentle lady so
rs. docility. WELL" she said, my lei
OIL are there, all the time, you know, al
I'll show Just as much of them,
on Just as little, as you please"
ed Simon Jefferson spoke up--| III
to see children wear short dresses
IN, and he looked at this particular chi
he with approval. That day, she W
'as really pretty. The triangle had be-
me broadened to an oval brow, the Oh
was held slightly lowered, and the
OR was something in her general aspe
of possibly due to the arrangement
ov- folds or colors-heaven knows wh
ton for Simon Jefferson was but pc
}. male observer-that made merit
un- her very thinness. The weak heart
ais- the burly bachelor tingled with PIE
ure in nice proportions, while his mi
ON attained the esthetic outlook of cl
sic age. To be sure, the skirts
show a good deal Of Fran; very goot
they could not show too much.
81 like" Simon persisted, to
young girls of fourteen or flfte
ing dressed, so to say, in low necks
ran high stockings in-er-in the airy v
md. such as they are by nature
orn- It was hard to express.
red eyes," Fran said impartially,
the pleases others. and it doesn't h
Geo me-"
fore "Fran!" Mrs. Gregory exclain
'nly gazing helplessly at the girl "
am something of child's awe inspired
ping venerable years. 1t was pathetic
ev- peal to spirit altogether beyond
lese comprehension.
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