light a cau

etween heart

o herself, and looking so young and fresh that Mrs. Weston l

ct contrast to the smooth purity of Meg's skin and the brightness of her eyes. The elder woman wore a somewha

poured the coffee, and said, "I do

lied, "Well, I like it-it doesn't

her aunt with up

ed: "What would you have me wear? It would be neither sui

uggested

ie, with

ton almo

" she co

id," obj

said her aunt

ughing eyes, "and as it wouldn't become m

ce, into the creases she still fondly believed to be

began scanning the head-lines of the first page. "I declare," her aunt

e in Atchison, whose husband takes his 'ease in his inn,' sitting in a rocking-chair while he eats. He shows his appreciation of the pri

o do with your reading the p

ications,-'Woman murders faithless husband,'-oh, what a bloody world we live in! No, it is a beautiful world," she said softly, after a little pause, "when there are such women as Helen Gould in it. She has been giving the waifs another outing at her lovely home. Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish has consented to an interview. She declares that America

interposed, "That does not int

eg's comment, as she turned the paper;

you," was the

, though, Prometheus-like, I am chained to Valencia. While my h

the greates

alking. 'Mrs. Guy Worthington Deflurry ha

d some handsome clothes made while she was gon

was a dear friend. 'Miss Cordelia Jamison has departed for Michigan to visit friend

can it mean? Surely,-" she giggled foolishly, "su

," she said, "that the newspaper habit was a pernicious one for

st remember that I am older than yo

m centuries older than you. I am a relic of the dark ages, while

t, and in the exuberance of her sudden good-humor, she said, "How would you like

really do it?" Meg

I think I'll have some little-neck clams-the canned ones, you k

ny such frills! And with only one servant! Let's call it suppe

I, or am I not mistress here? When did I give over the reins of government into your hands? If I need your advi