The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1921-05-07

ened her hairpins and brought faint
flush Beneath her brown eyes. aAnd,,
with the, sum streaming in, ION herself
and flowers. she was picture worth
going long way to see, Nellie" Ann
later assured the second girl of the
Hoyle's next door.
Have you got them all fixed and
ready, now" she asked, though the
perfection Of the array showed her
question to be superfluous.
.S'T should hope So It's getting aw-
fully late. The ribbons took me so
long" Kathie sighed. do you think
that yellow is deep enough? It's what
Rosamund sent home yesterday How
perfectly outrageous to think that
there wasn't an inch. of the shades |
wanted in Clark's. That store is get
ting less desirable every day"
Never mind; you'd fine with what
you have there. That's the very vel
low of your blossoms. What do you
call them-raffydills Ann bent over
an oval basket in which fourteen deli
cate blooms swayed on their tall
stems
Yes. or jonquils. Those are for
Aunt Amelia. Won't she love them?
The pink hyacinths are for Doris, the
scarlet tulips for Natalie. She is just
gypsy enough to adore their flaming
petals!" Kathleen twisted loop here
and Strengthened an end there, as
tenderly as a mother might smooth
the ribbons, on her baby's first short
dress.
"Oh, my, this one smells sweeter
than all the rest of them put together
Ann drew in long breaths of ecstasy
I "Oh, yes, aren't those lavender hya::
cinths the dearest things? | thought
| the green ribbon would be best for
them. That basket is for Mrs. Hilton.
She has been perfectly sweet to me at
the sewing circle. Some of those wo-
men resent our guild helping out with
the work, but Mrs. Hilton isn't bit
| that way She said she was glad to
| have u.s. Kathleen tried to keep her
tones cool and even, but AIMS ears
twere sharp. 1t was with a mischie-
lvons twinkle in her blue eyes and an
lupcurling of her generous mouth, that
she remarked: Small thanks to her
then, and she with a grown man of a
son, that Pm told she's anxious to
have some good girl take pity on
! .tAnn! You are simply TOO silly fol
words. Mrs. Hilton never dreamed OF
such nonsense AS for Mr.. Arthur
Hilton-he has eyes for nothing be
yond his law books. Besides, he's an
impossible bore" Kathleens vehe
mence was too pronounced to ring
| true.
Maybe SOL Ann heaved a great
sigh, while her eyes still smiled, but
as one who fears to say too much, she
changed the subject. And are yor
going to trust all these beauties tC
Jerry and that Martin limb?" she de
nlanded
"Oh, my, YES The boys will take
good care of = them, at the rate Of
| twenty-five cents for each basket
Doris hyacinths I'll take myself ON my
way to church, it's so small She
glanced at the lavender blossoms, but
abashed by AIMS cool scrutiny: hest
tated.
THAT'S all right, dear. But
wouldn't want you taking any Of the
others And do, you mean to tell me
YOU didn't go, to-, confession when YOU
were out before 2,
.oh, Ann, l couldnt, while was SC
worried about these baskets FL be ir
plenty of time, and I'll look around fol
mother and come home with her, II
won't be dark for long time" Kath
leen gave a quick brush to her hair
pressed half a dozen pins back into
the soft coils, and snatched her hal
and coat from the bed Ann had the
small basket. ,swathed in tissue paper
when she turned again to the window
Here are the boys, now" Kathie
flung her door wide open.
Thought you were going to have
them all wrapped Jerry voiced his
tdisapproval
$50 l have. Here's string, Ann.
The boys coolly surveyed operations
and impassively heard Kathleen's fina
directions.
Wait, you're leaving the daffydills,
Isaid Ann. Jerry stuck his head agar
into the room
We'll of all the pokes," he began
Run along, Jerry, I'll look after
that said his sister, and to Ann she
whispered, they are for mother She
loves jonquils. I'll put it on her table
the last thing tonight. Hide it in my
closet, Ann, dearest but leave the
door open a crack. Good bye"
"She loves jonquils," repeated Ann
casting up her eyes as Kathleen CLOSED
i the front door. Nevertheless, she pu
the basket. on the floor of the closet
left the door open crack" and ther
went down stairs to call Phil home t
| be CLEANED up for dinner
Arthur Hilton was hungry, so he
covered the blocks with long strides
| I,