The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1920-05-20

Dire. making YOU seem such hur.
body"-she added iu tone that set
lied the matter.
v What right have' you folks got 20
plan ont my lifrf" She demanded pas
siountoly. "Eccuuse I've always
oheyei YOU YOU think you cuu drive
M" now into o work deto~t. You
won't give nae time to decide for my
se'f yau won't Trust me. lists
not playing fair"
Cyril.1'~ voice broke IN \ defiant
soh.
Tie council II three was properly
shocked. hut u was gentle Aunt phyl-
lls who spoke
"Thr eI.lI is right" she said softly.
eve ought 20 Trust her and let her
ind her own path"
Deborah Meade shot her yor -esi
sister @ witheriur glance.
~ 'he rcfu-c ~ her room Cyr.lla
sohicd d-spairingly.
But ! Won't h- drr~smaker.
WON'T won't =" sohhed Cyrilla rebel
liously.
slipping softly downstairs for Ter
wraps Cyrllla. passing the library
door. caught the sound ~ forbidden
nnmc-her mothers uams-ou Aunt
Phyllis lips She paused eagerly; She
knew ~ little ~ the mother - whom
she had been bcreft when child.
1T doesn't pay to be- too hard. Deb
orah." Aunt Phyllis was saying "You
know how II worked with--with Cleo
*" she added hravely.
So once. long ago. her mother had
rebelled ~ Aunt Dehoruh's rigid
reign That was Why, then. they new
er spoke 81 her.
Absorbed In her thoughts. she had
reached the crowded thorouchfareS -
the city before she realized how far
she had gone.
She would get an oficc joh. ANY.
thing was hotter than being Aunt Deb
ornh's drcs>maklng pupil.
Then II happened.
when she opened her eyes CyrIlla
found herself In little white hospital
bed. with a nurse smiling down at
her.
where am ~" asked Cyrilla, bewll-
dcrcd
"You fell. dear. crossing the street
don't you semcmberT"
you've spraincd your arm. but to-
morrow we're going To send you
home" smiled the nurse. We found
your name aud address In your hand.
bag and have notified your folks. Now
90 TO sleep dearle."
when She awoke. a huge bunch Of
dewy. p.talled Violets was on the stand
hy her bedside. Cyrilla's eyes filled
with quick tears. So the aunts did
care for her a little. after all
awake. dearT"
Cyrilla. admlring the ylolets, had
not heard the nurse enter.
Aren't they loyelyi' she cried, In
dlcatlng the flowers. II didn't know
my aunts cared for me Ike that" she
added. TREMENDOUSLY.
Nurse GRAY smiled systematically.
Wouldn't YOU like to thank the Civ
or Of thcmf' she asked. Il came 10
tell you. GU have a caller"
Cyrilla. watching the nurse depart
wondered II Aunt Phyllis had really
come 20 see her. Then the door
opened and Nurse Gray reentered,
followed by tall young man with a
pair Of anxious brown eyes.
MAT. this II the victim 81 your
careiess driving. Miss Dale" re-
preached Nurse Gray gently. MY
brother. Mr.. Gray. Miss Dale"
"Can YOU forgive mef'
Cyrilla looked w into a pair ~
pleading brown eyes.
ut was my fault" she said quickly.
Please don't blame yourself for my
stupid blunder I shall be all right
soon--nurse says I'm 90 90 home to
morrow" Then. shyly. Thank you 81
much for the yiolets. IL never had
ANYTHING so beautiful"
Gray. looking down into her lovely,
wlstful face. vowed many things To
himself. Aloud he said:
I'm glad you like them, because
THERE'S loo more coming" Then,
-you must let me atone some way" he
begged.
This he dld 80 effectnally that six
menths later Cyrilla. - Mr.. Mat
Gray. found her long-dreamed-of yoca.
ton for making home beautiful
and harry FOR the prince.