Bisbee daily review., 1915-01-31
Copyright, 1910, by Meredith Nicholson

Cinderella had made that respectable"
 She placed her hand on my shoulder lifted her foot and drew the pump on with a single tug.
 "Well what did Amt Octayla say?"
 "Oh. she hnd thoughts too dark Co express. Ton probably heard what we said It was she who found the slip per!'
 Uezeklah laughed. The wind caught up that laugh and whlsl,ed lt away iealously
 "Shc found it and carried f. to you. chimney man. and ! skipped just as you began that beautiful story ahout finding it in Beacon street I'm moi supposed to see her, yon know. until Cecilia is an fixed Hurry and tell me how you got me out of it."
 "How did you know [ would try 10 explain it? You did perfectly fool hardy thing in roaming the house that way. soaring Lord Arrowoo1 nearly to death, to say nothing Of me. Why should help youE'
 "Oh, you're man and ! was just a little girl who bad lost her slipper" she replied 'T was sure you would dx it up."
 She drew from behind a howldor by which we stood a pumpkin of portable size which ] surmlsed had been carved Into the most hideous of iack-o-lgn terms by the shrewd hand of Hczcki0h
 "Comer' she cried "If you are good and won't begin preaching about my sins Tll show you the funniest thing you ever saw in your life"
 In my joy of seeing her I was neg lectiug CcciI1's commission Very likely Hczekiah had forgotten an about her theft Hers l reasoned was nature that delighted in the nearest pleasure. would follow her lack-o lantern around the world for the chance of seeing the fun brighten in her brown eyes, but | had made promise to Cecilia. and ! meant 10 full hlI it
 She led me now across the meadow, oyer a stone wall. up a steep slope | and by dcyious ways through a strip of woodland bore the jack.o-lan- tern. She had biJleu me do it with some notion ! did not question Of making me a party in whatever mis- chief was af0ot
 Also. she demanded that | repeat fully Che story l had told her aunt of the funding of the slipper "You age better than ! thought you were. Chimney Man." she decIurpd when l bad concluded and added her aunus comment "You may be sure | that ticsied Aunt Ocmyia. You can lie almost as well as am urchitect l Aunt OctHvia says architects are bet | ter liars thnu dre~-makcrS."
 "lt was my weakness for the truth | that caused wc tO abandon architec- l ture. For heavens sake. what are you up to"
 had kept little accouut of the di- rectiou Of our flight. and | was sur- | pused that we had now reached tbe | stile over which ! had watched the ] passing Of the suitors on the afternoon of my meeting with uezckiah in the ! orchard
 This is thc appointed place." she re- marked, taldge the pumpkin from me | and dropping down on tle far side Of l the stile
 "Hezekiah, I've troued across most Of Wcstchester county after you, and my arm is parayzed from carrying | that pumpbiQ must know what you're up Go rigbt here, or Ill go home Besides, there's a mist falling and l yuull be soaked What do you sup- | pose your father thinks of your ub- scnre at this time Of ujghtt"
 "Oh. hen never forgive me for not letting him in on this This is the graudest thing | ever thought of sit on this step and gently Incline your ear toward the house. It~ about time those gentlemen were leaving Cecilia, and they he ga.IopIug for their inn ! iu minute. and heu'- Hnzek.ah whistled Che rest of it.
 While We waited tried once or | twice Go revert to the silver notebook, but without success. Hezekiah was a mistress Of the art Of evasion with her tongue as well as her feet
 "Wait till the evening performance is over and lTl talk about that shl quiet, Crawl over there out of the way and when say run, beat lt for the road"
 These last phrases were uttered in @
 whisper. her face close Co my ear She gave me llttle push. and ] withdrew a few yards and waited. The ground. may say, was wet and the drizzle had become a monotonous autumA rain.
 The light of the lantern feil warmy
 rpon Hezekiah's face as she held iis ilumned counteuance toward her, crouching on the stile steps. ! heard now wlmt her keener eut had caugh! earlier-the tramp of feet along tn1
 path. The su,tors were returning O
 the inn, and Che voices of one OF tru
 Of them reached me
 The nature of Hezekuh's undertaf- Ing suddenly daWued upon me New-
 er and ueuser came the batter of feet
 and ] heard. for ! could mol see. tns
 semping of iIeze1ahs ,?per-a fui