The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1916-04-21

Good morning. Jimmy. What are
you doing way over here?" Lucy could
not help asking this question.
Jimmy reddened.
"Oh. 1 get tired Of going to work the
same old way" he muttered. Besides,
l thought you might give me flower
Tor my buttonhole." he ended. auda-
ciously.
Lucy could not help smiling. "Come
along and help yourself" she inyit.
ed. There amt much blooming vet.
There's some violets in the corner
Here are some pansies-say. these
are beautiesr' sighed Jimmy, bending
over the little clump of gay faces.
They're all have so far. Take
'em. boy" said Aunt Lucy recklessly.
Jimmy vanished down the street.
still whistling. Once or twice he look
ed back. but Lucy saw that his glance
was directed to the Harlows
Harlows seem to get everything"
muttered Lucy as she thought that An.
geline's daughter would steal away
the heart of Jimmy. And Jimmy had
denuded her garden of its only bloom
Ing plants-the violets and pansies.
Last night her sister had told her
that Angelire Harlow had refused to
join the Ladies' Aid society because
Lucy was its president and was known
to be unfriendly toward the newcomer.
"She will have a dull time if she
don't belong to the aid society,"" Ada
had remarked as she hustled away.
at the time Lucy had felt q faint
ne fri,
false friend was now suffering. Now
she felt uneasy as she completed her
simple tasks and sat down to sew.
Soon her carefully planned garden
would be a beautiful fragrant place.
admired by every one
1t was Lucys privilege to supply
flowers for the church every Sunday
throughout the year.
She had seen Angeline Harlow and
Hester digging garden in the hope
less sandy lot surrounding the house.
Lucy guessed that there was no money
to buy seeds to plant or shrubs or
rosebushes or vines
"She's got everything else. My fow-
ers are all I've got" Lucy reminded
herself. And at that very instant few
into her thoughts the memory Of last
Sundays sermon. 1t had been about
the woman who had taken all that she
had-the box of precious ointment-rand
poured it over the Saviour's feet.
And with the thought Lucy Simms
flung aside her sewing, and, catching
up the pot Of white tulips. che rushed
kseut OF the honsc ana across the r6ad
to the Harlow place. When she knock
ed at the back door it was young Hes.
ter who opened It. The girl looked as
though she had been crying. She
stared at Lucy and the pot of tulips.
Il am your neighbor. Lucy Simms."
said Lucy family.
Come in and sit down Motherp'
she called as she ushered Lucy into
neat but bare sitting ROOM
Angeline Harlow came out of the
kitchen. She was very stout, and Just
now she was worn and anxious look
Ing. She glanced in hostile manner
at Lucy and the pot OF tulips.
Good morning" she said coldly.
Lucy said softly:
II brought you some flowers.
thought maybe you'd like a pot of tu-
lips. You haven't had time to grow
any flowers yet
Angeline Harlow sat down and put
her apron to her eyes. She sobbed
violently. while Hester. with a lovely
smile at Lucy. went and put her arm
around Angeiine's neck. pillowing the
weary head on her young bosom.
Poor mothers SO tired. | guess I've
been worrying her about clothes. You
see. we put everything into the house.
and there isn't anything left. l know
1t, mother. but she won't repeat what
I've said. She's kind and friendly or
she would never have brought us her
beautiful white tulips. I heard that
you were growing them for Easter
Sunday in the church"
II guess l was growing em for
where they'd do the most good" said
Lucy thoughtfully. "And now, Hester,
do you go over to my house and bring
over the pot Of variegated tulips and
the Lady Washington geranium.''
Lucy and Angeline talked and talk
ed. and when they had concluded all
bitterness had been washed away In
tears and new understanding of each
other and what life and its lessons
mean for each one of US. Angeline
had consented that Lucy give Hester
the soft blue voile she had bought I'm
the city for her own summer gown.
and they schemed how they would
make 1t together
And when Lucy went shecalled back
over her shoulder: Remember. Satur-
day Is Jimmy's afternoon off. I'll get
him to help set out some shrubs and
vines. and there's no end of hardy
plants | can just as well divide with
you. Jimmy will do all the hard work |
hes big and strongr' Her eyes met