The Red Cloud chief., 1922-05-18

ANhI IItNCIiId spread the guilt on
the bed ANA she and her niece bent
above &c..
Il Ike the lavender piece" said
prissie, the young.
MY, what a time grandmother must
hive had sewing those pieces Of mus.
lin and calico togcuIes-wastcl time"
ndGed this member OF Il later genera
ton.
81 don't Know that it was wasted
time Priscilla replied. "Tge sewing
Kept your grandmother |occuptc,r and
content. Neither You nor | apprcci-
ate the quilt as we should. Why Il is
all woven stories. Zach dainty piece
represents some memory"
ARE there memories Of your there,
PrisY' asked the girl.
She ana the sweet-faced aunt we're
like companions of the same age. The
elder woman's eyes grew softly rcml-
niscent. With a light finger she
touched the lavender square.
THE day | wore that dress" she
said, my true love first met me. 1
wore it also the day we said good-by.'
Tell me the story" said the girl
abruptly.
There is little to tell, dear. | met
Homer Reid and my heart flew out to
MIN. He was all my youthful dreams
had fancled-the realization OF my
IDEAL. And | never cared for anyone
else. He admired my little lavender
dress that first enchanted evening md
always after, because of its color, he
called me Violet. When his visits
ceased / laid the dress away. The
last night that he came / had the dress
on, | remember, and when he said.
Goodnight Violet | thought that his
backward glance was very tender. He
was leaving the next morning for New
York. When he came home again he
was altogether absorbed in work,
while 7 became more and more occu-
pied with your invalid grandmother.
l was glad then that the making Of
the quilt afforded her happiness"
Mr.. Reid, the lawyer, is not mar
ried,' remarked prlssie irrelevantly.
"Probably the stupid has loved you
all the time. Yours is a tame love
story, Pris, I'll say, and could not pos
sibly happen In the days of the mod
ern IN She'd get after him and
want to know what was the matter.
which would be better for both par
ties concerned" Priscilla smiled.
"The modern woman such as YOU
undoubtedly would" she replied.
1t was several days later that the
lawyer, going home at evening, met
with a pretty picture. A girl in a Law.
ender dress was engaged in picking
roses in an old~-fashioned garden
across the hedge.
"If you will come into the garden.
Mr.. Reid" cheerfully invited this
young person, 81 will give you some
roses for your mother"
A gracious child, thought the law
yer, and stepped inside.
II will have to hurry" she ex-
planned, "Bertie Is coming to take me
for a ride"
"BertleT politely questioned Ho-
mer Reid.
Prissie nodded. "My sweetheart, as
Aunt Priscilla would call him. BERTHE
thinks lots Of Aunt Pris. He thinks l
look like her."
The niece glanced up sidewise. "DO
you? OF course you must know Miss
Priscilla Dean"
81 used to know her very we'll in
deed" the lawyer answered gravely.
He took the roses and went thought
fully away.
whats the idea?" asked BERTHE
over the hedge, aiming to be an old
mans darling?"
jealous again." Knocked Prissle
merrily. "Bertie, be glad you live In
the present age"
Priscilla Dean looked unusually at
tractive when upon the following Sab
bath she emerged from the churci
edilce with her young niece. Miss
Dean, always becOmingly attired, ha(
acquired some added charm In tn,
lavender frock of her niece's choice.
Blithely, Prissie the young, nodded
to a distinguished gentleman WHIT
passed them.
"How did the roses goT' she ques
toned chumily.
Priscilla Dean caught her breath II
confusion, but Homer Reid as chum
lily replied.
Mother thought the roses wer
great; she wants you to come and Sc
her. Though it's a good deal to AS
youth to companion old age"
He fell into step at their side.
Maybe Aunt Prls will go instead,
the irl suggested. 81 am to be maj
ried soon and I'm busy"
Smiling, she hurried on ahead to he
BERTHE.
Homer Reid gazed into the swee
face near his own.
Priscilla" he said slowly, "you ar
today the very girl l met and love
long ago. Ny Violet that the bus
years took from me"
Prls glanced over her shoulder.
"Bertie," she remarked, I'm goin
to have some one sew a piece of tn
dress l an wearing into a quilt"