The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-09

as she turned little Ned over on his stomach across her knee and began to sway him. and trot him. at the same time, which was his signal to get off into nap. But Ned said last night that he had lost so much in the bond subscription that he didn't feel like spending any more money for enter tainment that wouldn't do one bit of good about the taxes or bonds or any thing. The baby was beginning to fret, so I don't think I understood it ex- acuy.'
 q don't think you did," answered Aunt Augusta witheringly. That is not the point at all, and''-
 stBut MT Greenfield said last night while he was discussing it with father that it would do no good whatever and probably be an embarrassment to the commission, our putting in a pfttfuI bid like that He''- But Caroline got no further with the feminine echo of her masculine opinion former.
 Peter Shelby put that objection much more picturesquely than Lee Greenfield Aunt Augusta snapped. He said that licking those mems hands would turn < his stomach after swallowing that bond issue. However, all this has nothing to do with the case. I am trying to-
 Polk said last night that he thought it would be much more spectacular for all the good looking women in town to go when we are invited to Mrs. Hen, derson's tea for the big bugs and dag gle 'em so that it would at least put Glendale on the map said Nell, with spirit. "He made me so mad that I''-
 sMr. Haley thinks that we should be very careful not to feel malice or envy toward Bolivar, but to rejoice at it's good fortune in getting both roads 'and the shops even if it does mean a loss to us. What is material wealth in this world anyway when we can depend so on"- Sa1lie's expression was so beau dfuIly silly and like the dominie's that it. was all that could do not to give vent to an unworthy shout. Nell saw it as did, and I felt her smother a gfggle.
 But before Aunt Augusta could get her breath to put the crqx of the mat afer> straight before her feminine tribu- nal Aunt Martha beat her to it as she pIacidly rocked back and forth knit ting lace fora petticoat for Henrietta,
 "Of course Glendale doesn't really care about the railroad. In fact. we would much rather not have our SC clusion broken in upon, especially as they might choose the route they have prospected,'' with glance at Sa11ie, "but it is more to show our friendliness to Bolivar than to the actual com mission and our desire to rejoice with them in their good fortune. It would be very mean spirited of US to ignore them and not assist them in 1entertain- ing their guests, especially as sonic of them must be invited. We've never been in such an attitude as that to Bolfvar!''
 AExactly, Martha answered Aunt Augusta, with relief '"The thought of proud old Glendale putting herself in an attitude of municipal sulks toward common Bolivar seemed an unbeatable disgrace to me. Didn't we invite them up for a great fish fry on the river when they opened that odious soap factory and ask them to let us helr take care of some of their delegates when they had the Methodist confer ence? They sent one of the two bish- ops to you. you remember, AIarthas and. I am sure your entertainment of him was so lavish that he went home ill. No man said us nay in the exercising cur right of religious hospitality. Why should they in our civic? We must not allow the town to put us in such an at titude-must not It was for this that I, called this meeting at Evelina's, as she was the one to propose this pablic spirited and creditable plan.''
 But what shall we do if they don't want to have .it?" asked Mamie.
 4sI have asked when did the men of Glendale begin to dictate to the Wonn- en aseto whom they should offer their hospftality?' answered Aunt Augusta as she arose to her feet ''ATe we free women, and have we or have we not command of our own storerooms and our own servants and our own time and strength? ?'
 And as I looked up at the tall, fierce, white haired old dame of high degree, daughter of the women of the colonies and, the women of the wilderness days, got exactly the same sensation had when I saw the Goddess of Liberty loom up out Of the mist as I sailed / into the harbor of my own land from foreign one. And what was feel ing T knew every woman present was feeling in g greater or less degree, ex- cept perhaps Sa1lie, for her face was a puzzle of sore amazement and 8 pleading desire for further sleep.
 Have we or have we not?" Aunt Augusta again demanded, and just then q most wonderful thing hap pened:
 Jane stood in our midst!
 Oh, Jane, you were a miracle to me. but must go on writing about it all calmly for the sake of tho five.
 I made a mad rush from my rocker to throw myself into her arms, but she stopped me with one glance of her cold, official eye that quelled me and stood attention before Aunt Augusta.
 Madam President'' she said in her graadest parliamentary voice, ''it was by accident that interrupted the pro ceedingg of what I take to be an off .is.I rooatiu0 Haua vc111.s 11ai.r,15ss.io,,