The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1921-03-31
THE AWAKENING
BY GERTRUDE ALLEN.

Z Rosamond was in that delightful
Etate which is neither sleeping nor
faking, and was vaguely aware that 1t
was morning, for the town was be-
coming vocal. A dim suspicion Of
dawn made the windows family visi-
bic, but 1t surely could not be time to
get up.
A wave Of thankfulness swept over
her at the thought that she was safe
Is in her own little white-and-pink bed
room, and then she slipped back into
dreamland and found herself walking
along brookside, little buff spaniel
running in and out Of the water be-
side her. A rainbow arched the brook
and receded as she advanced. Sud
denly she heard an ominous groWl,
which resolved itself into the rumble
of passing dray.
!: Rainbow in the morning, sailors
take warning" she repeated drowsily.
! She was back In dreamland, where
queer old woman sat rocking, sing
ing in raucous voice, John Ander-
son, my Jo," and as she sang she
changed into lovely young girl with
spinning wheel, who seemed in
clined to speak when Rosamond be-
came aware that the hum Of the wheel
was really made by a street car two
blocks off.
s She stretched lazily and smiled lit
tie, thinking sleepily Of the small
white-and-pink room-her very own
roon,-the ,"apple blossom room"--so-
called because when the house was
built years and years before IN apple
tree stood In front of the east window
Of the room, and In Its Towering sea-
son filled the little room with its fra
GRANGE. All, she could smell 1t now,
though the apple tree had long since
disappeared.
/ She began to realize that it was
morning and time to wake up, and
then dozed Off once more. Now she
was in sleigh rapidly approaching
vertical preeipice, but on the very edge,
the catastrophe was averted by Ray
Randall. who suddenly appeared from
nowhere, remarking, dreams always
60 By contraries."
Eow she was really awake, but ly-
lag with closed eyes. trying to induce
another visit from Morpheus. She
was contentedly happy that she had
firmly resisted al the pressure brought
to bear upon her when she refused TO
marry Mr.. Constocg. the aged mill
Monaire.
At least he was aged according to
her standards. She was nineteen and
he Was forty-four. To be sure, he
vas tall, erect, elegant and learned,
but there were Indications of bald
spot, and he wore spectacles, the kind
with big, round lenses, and he was not
SLIM. She had always thought of him
as one OF her fathers cronies, and
the idea of marrying him made her
shiver.
Once more she dozed, and this time
was part Of confused dream of apple
blossoms and music, and Ray Randall,
and then she was suddenly wide
awake, thinking of Ray.
Poor? TO be sure he was. Young
Just twenty.four. Ambitious? Ger
tainly; he already had plans about
the United States senate. But she
was willing to wait, willing to work
willing 10 e1ial. eIse;iff, Il only she she
might do 1t for Ray. In the meantime
she had her own little white.and-pink
room-her sanctum sanctorum-her
haven In all times Of stress.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and
looked straight into the eyes of Mr.
Burton COmstOck. She was certainly
In white-and-pink room, very
large and luxurious room; room dec
Grated with apple blossoms, and Mr.
C0mstock carried wonderful branch
OF thems In his hand.
my rose Of the world" he said, Il
penny for your dreams; they surel,
must have been pleasant ones"
Yes. Burton. in a room like this, NJ
other kind would be possible"
And Rosamond," continued her hus
band, didn't Ray Randall use to rul
around in your set2 see by the morn
Ing paper that he has won the cleo
ton; and also his engagement to tina
4 rich widow, Mrs. Stevens. At on
time was almost jealous of him.
"And at one time" replied Rosa
mond. Il almost thought did not eve
like you"
Burial Place Of "Mother Goose"
I Near the center Of the older part I
Boston Is large graveyard In whic
are buried many notable persons {
the colonial days. It is a very int
esting place and the old gravestont
have been well-cared for. One sma
stone marks the grave Of moth,
Goose" to whom many thousands