Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-09-04

church and at Mrs. Woods table. The
three teachers had very jolly times and
drew Mrs. Wood into them. Agatha was
left outside. She would have been glad
Of one word or q smile to warm her poor,
chilled heart.
Mrs. Wood came steaming In with tho
dessert. Miss White got hers hrst. She
gave little cry Of delight and promptly
Whipped cream and fruited gelatin! =.
Listen, Mrs. Wood. what do you think
Tomorrow's my birthday"
Mrs ses wood , heard RICK say So replied
Miss White laughed and flushed Miss
Mere and Miss Tyler exchanged CLAM es
and Mrs. Wood patted Miss Whites
AS for Agatha she went OF dipping
her spoon into the gelatin. She did not
ike gelatin. She sighed family! So
tomorrow was Miss Whites birthday!
Richard was Mrs Woods nephew He
was lawyer who everybody said would
some day be at the head of his profess
and when he came banging through Mrs.
Woods front door the whole house re-
sponded to his presence. Agatha had
met him once formally. and after that
the hall. But they had perhaps not ex-
changed a hundred words. She believed
he came to see Miss White as much as
his aunt, and she knew that Miss White
0:" Yes. s. said Do Miss More. tomorrow I.
arace's birthday and we're going to
celebrate. party Of US is going to the
city to a matinee. By taking the u
g. Sac1 ~ San W es stop essr a. w thu
Palatial and have supper together. Wed
get 1t in tho city only there won't be
time. But We would like an early lunch
m m;ag,. at half-pa't eleven You won't
mot bit, Mercy. guess I ain. for
got my own young days. Kicks going. I
snapped her violet eyes toward Agatha.
who was Just rising from the table.
In the hall AGATHA YEARLY put on her
hat and got into her coat. She walked
derfgi April day. but she did not enjoy i
It. She thought she was tired. Just as
she was entering the store Rick Gordon
hurried by whistling: He lifted his hat
thing just to see him-but ne was going
with Grace White on the morrow in that
gay holiday crowd.
Headache. Miss Werner" inquired Miss
Young. She was fifty. stout and busi-
don't look we'll" ""
:.hns Wd I ate too much dinner.
0IS. "oOO kOO0 COOK. BY the
way. hear that fine, young nephew Of
hers is attentive to one of the boarders
teacher by the name Of White"
Agatha said nothing. But the long
milliner's needle she was using pune.
tured her thumb.
She had been at work an hour next
morning when Miss Young came hnrs
rying into the workroom with an nm
trimmed hat in her hand see here.
l-arss verne." she said "This hat must
be trimmed by 10 o'clock. It's Tor Miss
Grace White ard she's coming hack
for it then. She wants 1t to wear to
the city. Here's the trimming-mal,ne
and these punches Of small FIAT roses~
all expensive stun. you see. rye been
fussing with her for half an hour. She
tried on pretty nearly every shane 7
two minutes. but she wouldn't let me-
And I wouldn't have decided this color.
either. Not for her. But nothing eiae
would do. She hasn't much taste or
Judgment, I could see"
1T will make a pretty hat" Axatha
said. With few quick, skilled move
ments she draped 1t with the maline
and adorned 1t with the roses. Then
rising, she set II upon her own head.
This is something of the way 1t ought
to look" she added.
It's becoming to you." Miss Young
said You're * Msrcyl Thsrs's