Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1917-01-24

bered on board, painting.
When she rejoined her father her
face was flushed "Oh, father" she
said quite snappily, isn't that just like
me?''
Yes, very like" he agreed: and he
smiled.
"And so this is Mount Mark! Isn't
1t funny name, father2 Why do they
call it Mount Mark?"
II don't know. hadn't thought to
inquire. We turn here, Prudence. This
Is Main street. The city part of the
town-the business parts to the
SOUTH"
Its pretty street, Isn't it?'' she
cried. "Such nice big naples, and such
shady, porchy houses. love houses
with porches, don't you? Has the par
sonage a porch?"
Eyes, big one on the south, and q
tiny one in front. We have the house
fixed up pretty we'll. Prudence, but Of
course you'll have to go over it your
self and arrange 1t as you like. / must
go to trustees meeting at two
o'clock, but we can get a good deal
done before then. Mrs. Adams is COM
ing to help you this afternoon. She
IS one Of our Ladies', and very kind
There, that is the parsonage!''
Prudence gazed in silence. Many
would not have considered it beauti.
full dwelling, but to Prudence it was
heavenly. Fortunately the wide, grassy
shaded lawn greeted one first. Great,
spreading naples bordered the street,
! and clustering rosebushes lined the
walk leading up to the house. The par.
sonage, to Prudence's gratiaed eyes,
| looked honey, and big, and inviting.
There were many windows, and the
| 'vell-known lace curtains looked down
upon Prudence tripping happily up the
| little board walk-or so it seemed to
| her.
1.-TWO whole stories, and an attic be-
sides! Not to mention the bathroom I!
| On, father, the night after you wrote
| there was bathroom, Constance
thanked God for it when she said her
| prayers. And furnace, too! And
electric lights! Oh, we have waited
long time for it, and we've been very
| patient indeed, but, between you and
me, father, am most nightly glad
we've hit the luxury land at last. I'm
sure Wen all feel much more religious
In q parsonage that has bathroom
and electric lights! Oh, father!''
He had thrown open the door, and
Prudence stood upon the threshold of
her new home. Together she and her
father went from room to room, up.
stairs and down, moving a table to the
left, a bed to the right-according to
her own good pleasure. Afterward
they had coy luncheon for two in
the dining ROOM"
'Oh it is so elegant to have q din
ing room," breathed Prudence happily.
II always pretended it was rather fun,
and great saving of work, to eat and
| cook and study and live in one room,
but inwardly the idea always outraged
me. Is that the school over there?"
eyes, that's where Connie will 20.
| There is only one high school in Mount
| Mark, so the twins will have to go to
| the other side Of town-a long walk,
but in good weather they can come
home for dinner"
ooh, that's lovely place over there,
father" exclaimed Prudence looking
from the living room windows toward
the south. isn't it beautiful"
Yes. The Avery family lives there.
The parents are very old and feeble,
and the daughters are all-elderly-
and all schoolteachers. There are four
of them, and tie youngest is forty-six.
Dear me, it is two o'clock already, and
must go at once. Mrs. Adams will
be here in few minutes, and you will
not be lonely"
But when Mrs. Adams arrived at the
parsonage she Knocked repeatedly, and
IN vain. Finally she gathered her robes
about her and went into the back ward.
She peered into the woodshed, and saw
no one. She went into the barn lot.
and found it empty. In despair, she
plunged into the barnard stopped
abruptly.
In shadowy corner was a slender
figure kneeling beside an overturned
nailkeg, her face buried in her hands.
Evidently this was Prudence engaged
In prayer-and In the barn, of all places
In the world!
A-a-a-hem! stammered Mrs.
Adams inquiringly.
"Amen!' This was spoken aloud
and hurriedly, and Prudence leaped
to her feet. Her fair hair chung ahout
her face in damp, babyish tendrils and
her face was flushed and dusty, but
nlight with friendly interest. She ran
forward eagerly, thrusting forth slim
and grimy hand.
You are Mrs. Adams, aren't YOU?
am Prudence Starr. 1t is SO kind Of
yon to come the very first day." she
cried. ut makes me love you right at
The START
"Ye-yes, am Mrs. Adams" Mrs
Adams was embarrassed. She could
lot Danish from her mental vision that