Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-11-27

Thou crowncst the year with Thy
goodness: the clouds drop fairness"
But her year had not been crowned
with goodness! And the clouds drop
ped only tears for her!
When the clergyman stepped into
| the pulpit, Katie almost determined
not to listen, but she had no choice.
A firm and pleasant voice, good de-
livery and clear purpose of what ne
meant to say made deafness lmpos-
sible.
He spoke of all for which the land
and the individual had to be thank
ful-for peace. for plentiful haryests,
for a growth in goodness in men IN
high places. Then he spoke of those
who could not see beyond their own
personal sorrows. of those whose les
tive day was darkened by the loss OF
loved ones. Katie felt little asham-
ed as she thought how small her dis
appointment in comparison with such
loss as that: and when he asked such
sorrowing people to rise above their
own griefs and join in a natlonal
Thanksgiving, when he reminded
them that it was as part of nation
they held this service, she was quite
ashamed.
Shame does not always soften. She
was not vet reconciled to her lot.
Dinner was very good, and she could
not pretend not to be hungry. Miss
Graham and Mademoiselle had two
friends there-very old, probably
forty!
"And now for the museum said
Mademoiselle. as the last piece OF
pumpkin pie that any one could eat
had been eaten.
"Thank you, don't want to CO."
replied Katie. Il will lie down
"Oh," Mademoiselle cried, distress.
ed. Il declined an invitation to take
you, ma cherie! Miss Whitaker, she
will be much disappoint!'
II don't want to CO." Katie ap-
pealed to Miss Graham. The friends
had left the room.
IF you are really tired" began the
English teacher, II suppose you must
stay at home"
"And l have lost the chance to see
with my friends fine player SAID
Mademoiselle to Miss Graham. "Oh,
it Is too late now. Already they ask
another to use the ticket
The word lost went home to
Katie's conscience. Was Made
moiselle's also to be lost Thanks
giving? Some words of the sermon,
too, came back.
"If Mademoiselle wishes it, she be-
gan and saw Miss Graham's relieved
look, "of course I'll CO.
1T is what Miss Whitaker would
WISH Miss Graham remarked, "and
she will enjoy the museum, If she
doesn't have to go alone
The walk to the museum-it was
not far away-was distinctly pleasant.
Katie began to let the softening intiu-
ences of the morning service at last
have full play. She yielded her long
held resentment and forced herself
to talk brightly to Mademolselle as
they went along; and sweet peace
drove out the anger Of the last few
hours.
why, Mademoisellev'
"Ah. Madame Wade!"
Katie felt ashamed as she took MIS-
Wade.s hand. The chaperone had
kindly, attractive face and Katie had
always liked her. A sudden impulse
made her say
"Mrs. Wade, please forgive my I'M
praciousness over the telephone yes
terday. / was so disappointed - :,
"You could accept no substitute
said Mrs. Wade, with instant compre.
hension. Zone does feel like that
sometimes. but it's always pity
am SO glad we met you today
Two girls, bright, well-dressed, in
every way attractive, came quickly up
to Mrs. Wade.
Aunt Clarice, Rosa Bonheurs
Horse Fair is here The real orig
inal, isn't it? I've always wanted 10
see it so much!'
"My nieces. Katie. Mademoiselle,
NAV 7 introduce them to you-Jessie
and Emily Anderson?"
The world suddenly frightened for
Katie. They were so nice! Jessie