The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1929-05-31

~ REAMILY Anetha arose lroiu
among the gay striped pillows
of the swing, with her finger
between two pages or the
"Story of Philosophy" sauntered down
among the peonies TO the mail box IN
which she had few minutes oelore
uninterestedly seen the rural carrier
deposit her days mail. She scanned
the headlines of the metropolitan daily
she "took," then glanced at four en-
yelopes which constituted the rest or
the contents of the box. One con-
tanned the announcement of church
meeting, the second the village mil
liners invitation to her Opening" the
third a book list from New YORK
publisher. The fourth was only a
letter" 1t was addressed in the
sprawling, distinguished chirography
of her cousins wife. Back again on
the swing she read the letter.
"Anetha, dear, Mark has some
things to talk over with you-business
connected with your estate. He is
just recovering from rather nasty
bout with flu. and he wondered II you
might not be prevailed on to come
here and save him trip to Green Gen.
ter. I'd love having you! For week,
a month, year, as long as you could
endure US. Oceans of things going on.
How do you ever endure Green Center
all the year round? DevOtedly, Clarice.
Z. S. dinner. dress or two, a little
sports costume and a street ensemble
will be about all you will want in the
way of clothes. Why not get anything
YOU need here in the city?'
THE cream of the matter is in the
postscript, of course" murmured An
etha Translated it would be, For
goodness sake have some decent
clothes and don't disgrace me-" She
began tapping with her foot as she
glanced over the letter second time.
Must | go?" she asked, and then,
staring with unseeing eyes over to a
landscape that three minutes before
had enchanted her with its Maytime
loneliness, she answered her own ques-
ton. She must go. And early yellow
roses, peOnies, new-leaved elms, an
adorable slope of green lawn and
sparkling run fringed with bluets and
spring beauties, lost for her all their
SAVIOR. Her spring was spoiled.
She got up, picked up the pillows
against which she had leaned, tucked
the STORY of Philosophy" under her
arm with letters and newspapers, and
went into the still, sun-bathed house
She called up Miss Bertha and exact
ed a promise of three days sewing.
She wrote a brief acceptance of
Clarices and Marks most kind invi-
tatiOn." She dressed and drove the
mile to Main street, bought the little
sports suits" and material for three
dinner dresses. She tried on hats for
an hour, selected three, went home.
COmpetently banishing sternly from
her rebelling mind the glories of May,
she was enforcedIy ignoring, she went
through the next three days supervis-
ing Miss Bertha, getting house and
garden ready to leave for a week.
you'll have a perfectly grand
time!" fervently assured Miss Bertha.
Anetha shivered. She was trying
on a dinner gown of soft black lace
and at the SILVER Miss Bertha waXed
indignant. "Course you'll have
grand timeI Course, you will And
you sure deserve it. Didn't you stay
home all those years with the old
folks? There was your grandmother
she lived to be ninety-three, didn't
she? Then come your father, n then
your aunts, Miss Alice an Miss Mary.
You deserve a good time if any one
ever did"
"But-but-Pm too old at forty
three. to adapt myself. You know,
Miss Bertha, Mark and Clarice are col
lege graduates; their friends are col
lege graduates. They are educated,
cultured people. didn't go to the
university that fall planned to.
Grandmother broke her hip. you may
remember. | had about year here
at our little college before it was
moved, and that's all, you see."
Miss Bertha scoffed. you always
got a book, notice. An you act ed
ucated. That's what counts. Say,
now. that irregular hemline sets you
off fine! You n me got good ideas
about the kind of things that looks
right, if do say it myself"
Thoughtfully Anetha regarded her
slim reflection in the sewing-room
mirror. 81 couldn't bear to go and
buy lot of things in great confus-
ing strange store" she said. But
may be making a mistake. Clarice
will be distract If l am not smart.
Well, perhaps she will let me off from
parties"
But Carice did not let her off from
parties. my dear, your clothes have
an air!" The city lady after one keen
glance at Anetha in the black lace was
exultant. You are so individual, and
yet you are right" .. ...
There were business conferences
with Mark at first and then Clarice
gave a dinner party in honor of Miss
Sinclair of Green Center" They went