Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1920-01-28
THE STORY OF HER LIFE AND
LOVES.
CHAPTER XLVI.
YoIande Does Penace


THE sense Of utter relief within
= me made me wonder what l could
do to atone to the world in general
for my past misdeeds. I'd finish
I Sarah's waist, not getting up from
the chair in front of Mammals ma
chine until the last stitch was in it,
was my first thought. But | couldn't
bear beginning to be good immedi-
ately and beside the sun was so
bright and Yardley street glistened
in it. and even beyond our own home
street loomed attractive Thus, the
next greatest sacrifice would be to
90 to Miss Rate Harkaway's and
have my initial sitting for the por-
trait.
| puckered up my brow to think
out exactly what Miss Kate would
want me to wear It's awfully diff
cult to put ones self in another's
mind as it were, and make yourself
do something you know is exactly
what the other person would like.
Especially is this hard when one has
a thousand longings Of her own
crowding for utterance. But |
schooled Mary Priscilla Yolande
Blair, and ended it all by arriving
at Miss Hates after a nice long walk
around a number of extra streets and
stopping long enough in front of
MacMurray's to purchase a bar of
III g1n4 china
wore a baby blue wolfe dress I've
had since last summer, and which
wouldn't have been my own choice
at all, but which Miss Kate adores.
hadn't on any jewelry, and wore
my broad-brimmed sun hat with the
pale pink roses around the crown,
and my curls caught at my neck and
hanging, which I'm too old for, every
one should know But Miss Kate
likes them that way-says | look
like "The Age of Innocence" Of
all things, and me past seventeen!
''You lovely child" she exclaimed
rs sho greeted me. She had only re
turned from a walk herself and was
carrying the most gorgeous pale Law
entler parasol with lace all round the
edge. and a lavender leghorn hat on
her white hair. She looked as if she
l.ael stepped right out of an old-time
garden, and | couldn't keep my eyes
of her.
She and | really had lovely after
noon. She spent considerable time
posing me. Had me finally on a low
white chair, leaning a little forward,
with my hat on my lap, and my eyes
looking toward the end of her sun par
lor, from which came slanting rays
of sunlight. | had secretly wanted
to keep on my hat, but Miss Kate
wouldn't listen TO that for moment.
Also l had thought it would be won
derful to stand, with my head thrown
haughtily back, and a coquettish
smile playing around my lips, such as
| saw one heroine at SCOTS movie
do. But Miss Kate also had fiouted
this, and, you know, had resolved
to do penance.
She had me sit for nearly two
hours and she worked ever so dill
gently, going from one paint tube
to another, until thought I'd be
regular Joseph's coat. But when, af-
ter what I might have likened to a
century, passed, she let me come ana
look over her shoulder. If | say it
myself, what she had done was a
dream, and not overly colorful at all
Then she put away her work until
next time" she said, and her maid
served tea in exquisite gold-edged
cups, with Lady Baltimore cake to
which I did full justice.
Miss Kate has the most delightful
way of never noticing how much her