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i : , . , , , I . ) ! Haricg reached the couch, h knelt on one knee and kiwed the Sleeping Beauty. She opened her eye. put the ! out her hands and, with his help, rose "NEAR NATURE." A Urratr'i life I the ilfe for m; I love to ramble itoe dusty road. To loaf builme 'ne&th the shady tree Until I com to the old abode The oil farm-hou-, with Its sagging- ar And th blazing bloora of the irumptt vine Where th aunllrht ftcktrs amort tt leave A farmer's life la ths life for mine. No care, no thought of the noUy street; Just singing birds and the humming bee And clover tang that is doubly aweet When drifting by on a lazy breezt To loaf about In the noontide glow And glance gloom Where ahaira are waltfng lr. ordered row And dishes gleam in the dining-room. father died, and I had to go to work. I Inquired at the hospital, for I had to Gertrude sat down with her doll, to draw the curtains on Scene 1. fome distance In front of the ban- She had a very husr tea minutes mock, and besan pulllne daisies to then, removing the cradle and the nieces. She had found out hr this dolls and replacing them with Infallible method that she was to wed properties for the second scene. The to her feet. a m r K -i r-. lira in A v. inr!ni ri rf a A n A Vi rn& hir i Tftaf hn this Scene WOQld Hed in yellow calico, before Gerard room with the old tpining-wbeel and j ended perhaps nobody knows, fori look any notice of her presence. one chair, on which was seated an : there was no one to draw the curtain j Then, having finished his story, he excellent representation of an old wo-j unless the twins went off the stajie to flopped over In the hammock and ! man in cap and shawl. Gertrude had j do it. Probably Gertrude s quick wit saw her there. j spent all the early part of the after-! would have thought of a way. but "How long have you been here?" (noon constructing this dummy out j she was saved that trouble fcy the "Not very. Say, Rard, when shall-of hay which she stuffed Into one of . sound of Xorah's voice in the door- across Gerard him clote i see j r your end I prinr have tionslitt At co,.r. in ft..--.. hoys. I n lad who i we have another rehearsal?" ..f V . . : T ai,u iu uu.!C Cr aim. i; doQ.t care wfaea knew about it I was too young then.) rm not going tQ be ,n u ui cuur&e, aim luey toia me iuai nurses should have a high school education." ro, oaiu .His. nuBuu. uui j that could be arranged in cases off epecial aptitude If the person were! And dinner-time ah. the homely fare! No smirking waiters to stand behind Anl lift the plates with a frigid air. No mystic dishes In French outlined. But homely fare Just the chickens fried And biscuits light as a flake of snow. And new potatoes, and sweets, beside. And gravy such as the gourmaids know! And pickles, jellies, and wondrous Jam, And qlnce preserves, and some inarma lade. And buttermilk, and some juicy ham. And cake and pie that Is rightly made And then stroll out. with that full content Which comes to one who has eaten well To bask In shade that Is heaven-sent And thank one's stars for the dinner belli A farmer's life Is the life for me! Ah. why do we till we're old and gray. Trudge city streets, when we might be free And eat this country fare every day! But day grows late, and the sunset hush Comes softly, silently sighing down. And we get up and away we rush, Kecalllng things we must do In town. Wilbur D. Nesblt. WHEN AGXES AVON APPRECIA TIOX. Agnes stood looking at the tray thouehtfullv. She was thinking of what Miss Andrews had said at the last meeting of the Girls' Club:. "There Is a joy In doing things the best way one can, and when one hon estly wins appreciation its price is be yond rubies." "I don't believe I'll find the joy," said Agnes. "And as for appreciation, If Mrs. Winton is pleased she never says a word. It will just take up time, and It won't do any good what ever. It Isn't as though I were carry ing poor food to her." Still she did not take up the wait ing tray. It was filled with a sub stantial meal In the every-day dish es, and it was for Mrs. Winton, who was in her room having one of her "bad days." "Bad days indeed!" Agnes had once said indignantly to herself when some visitor condoled with the lady. "It's some one else that has bad days when Mrs. Winton doesn't feel well." But after a moment Agnes began to unload the tray. She knew wel enough how to prepare a dainty tray Mrs. Winton, in spite of her fretful temper, meant well Dy ner young helper, and she had given Agnes time off to attend an afternoon cooking class and had paid her tuition. One of the recent lessons had been on in valid cookery ,and the teacher had especially emphasized the need of daintiness. "I don't believe she will even no tice," said Agnes. "Likely she'll turn away without even tasting it; and if she could eat at all, the other was all right." Nevertheless, she took some smaller and prettier dishes for the tray. She gathered several nasturtiums to lay on the napkin. She poached a fresh egg to have it piping hot, and put it on a round of golden toast. The tea was just the right amber color, and the half or ange was large and juicy. "It does look better," admitted Agnes as she lifted the tray. "There is joy in do ing things the best way. But she'll never notice." Mrs. Winton turned her head with a frown of pain. "I can't eat," she said faintly. "If you'll leave it on the stand a few minutes, perhaps you'll feel like taking your tea at least," suggested Agnes. "Leave it," murmured the sick wo man. Mrs. Winton's sister came in as Agnes was leaving, and from the stairway Agnes heard her say: "Lucy, you must turn around and eat a lit tle. See how appetizing your tray looks." Thereafter on Mrs. Winton's ill days Agnes took time to prepare food especially for her. She learned, too, to stroke the aching head until the sufferer fell asleep. She knew when hot water bottles and extra pillows were needed. She heard no word of thanks, and Mrs. Winton was as fretful and critical as before. But Agnes still searched after that ideal of doing the best she could. It was . a hard place. The house was large, and most of the work fell 'upon Agnes's shoulders. She always look ed forward in the hope of finding a pleasanter place to work. One noon when she carried up a tray she found Mrs. Austin, the doc tor's wife, in the room. "Agnes," said Mrs. Austin as the girl turned to go after making j$v&J Winton comfortable, VJfovefou ever thought about bemf'a nurse?" "Yes," said Agp-,3, "I wanted to be oneDur, 11 is .out or the Question willing to do some home studying. I dare say by application you could t times at the curtainea nrenare Yourself bv th Hm von arp f m - m - m - - - - eighteen." "O, do you think so?" cried Agnes eagerly. Mrs. Winton sat up from her pil lows. "I don't want you to say an other word," she said. "I won't have any one tempting Agnes away from me. She's the only girl I ever had that didn't get on my nerves. I don't know what I would do if she should leave." Mrs. Austin smiled, and Agnes went back to the kitchen, her head in a whirl. Could it be that Mrs. w inion was iona or ner : Ana was there a chance yet that her ambition might be realized? When the work was done, she went to her room for one of her old high school books. She would begin studying Immedi ately. As she sat at work that evening Mrs. Winton came into the kitchen and took a chair. "Agnes," she said, "I was just joking to-day when I said that Mrs. Austin wasn't to ask you to go away. If there is a chance for you to be a nurse, I want you to take it. I'll help you all I can, and Mrs. Austin is going to ask the doc tor to lay out a study course for you. "O, Mrs. Winton," stammered Ag nes, "you are too good to me. "There, there! You are a good girl. You've been very patient and industrious." "Anyway, I'm just past sixteen," said Agnes, raising her head. "It will be two years before I leave you. And in the meantime we will try to find another girl. I will help her to learn your ways. And I'll never for get what I owe you." "Then I want you to do well when you enter on your new work, and you must come to see me sometimes and be a credit to me." "O, I will!" cried Agnes. Agnes smiled when she was alone. "I know now what the reward of do ing your best is. It's an appor tunity to do better yet. If I'd just been going along any way, this chance would never have come. And it just grew out of my every-day work, though a year ago no one could have made me believe that it would. And Miss Andrews was right. When one honestly wins appreciation, its price is above rubies." Girls' Com panion. "I can't do it without you, 'Hard." "Don't care.' "And it's advertised, you know." "Don't care." ! "What did I ray. 'Hard?" I "Never mind what you said. I guess you know well enough any way." "No, honest I don't." "Never mind, then. I can keep out of it." And Gerard picked up his book and strolled off toward the house. "I'll have to try some other way, Rosemary Edith. He's mad about j Mamma's old morning dresses, above rehearse. hlch she had placed Gerard's small est football with a cap atop. No one could question what It stood for, and again there was a burst of applause, loudest perhaps from the remote corner way. "Yes. Ma'am." she was saying to Mrs. Heath, outside, and the whole audience turned their back upon the stage stars and gave attention to this new arrival. Norah. finding ail eyes waere uerara sioou, f...anAi 4 wondering what his twin was going ! Ra2lng In bewilderment, delivered to do without his help. message at once. Then came Gertrude as the fifteen-year-old princess, drawn by fate to "n rai8S- ?our mother say. S nave me cnuuren come out ana nave find the only spindle in the king dom by which the witch's curse could be fulfilled. She spoke brightly to the old woman, and turning her back and using a changed voice, made such replies as were proper. In this way she carried through the whole far, it b!ch I rar.r.r t Several one boy "rie as ",. .r. your nock in v ." stone at dodge?" -. - There i only or. for Immortal!!) A- this life, and lu,. . faithfully and cUr Henry Van Djk something, and I'll have to wait till scene till she pricked ier finger and he tells me." ran off screaming with pain. This Still, time went on and he didn't ' wasn't the way she wanted to do it. ! tell, in spite of Gertrude's wistful I cast ia his direction and the peace offerings of various kinds she placed before him. The problem of how to present the play -without him was never absent from her thoughts. The show was to come off on Sat urday, according to the card which the twins had tacked to the fence by but who would draw the curtain if she didn't? It required quite as much time as before to rearrange the stage this time, for she had to tug in from its corner the canopied bed, place Rose mary Edith on it, station the doll courtiers and dress herself in the costume of the prince. When she the roadside. It announced, in not went to the old sleigh to get the cos very regular print, that G. and G. tume, there stood Gerard. Heath would present "The Sleeping "You're doing this great, Ger Beauty" in the C. B. Theater, Rear trude," he said, "and I want to help of 97 Grove Street, Saturday, August you- Shall I be the prince-or draw 9th. at 4:00 d. m. (C. B. means car- ' the curtain?" some refreshment." They needed no second invitation, but poured into the yard, thirty strong, and swarmed about the table. While they were busy with the lunch. Papa drove into the yard. He left his horse with Hector and came to eat gingersnaps with the children. j "How did you get on, my dear?" he asked Gertrude. j "Pretty well, I guess. And Gerard 1 . did beautifully. I opened one eye to . see him come. He was lovely." ? "Did Gerard?" but the boy him-' self was coming near and Papa could tell by his happy face that he had no need to ask. Instead, he put his arm, If a man i ur.ha .his own fault; for to be happy. Kr.;.-! st . i"i m. V 0 .1 The Caucasian iruin now until or after the elect for single subscription Ul mtre BUOftcriptlr j .. Please get up a mxcl you can and st-nd u ' u riage barn.) On Friday, Gerard being as inflex ible as ever, Gertrude consulted Papa. When he had heard Gertrude's ver sion of the story he promised to find was ready and the audience saw Ger "Oh, thank you, Rard, please be the prince and I'll be the princess, as we planned." So, after a litle delay, Scene 3 THE AWKWARDNESS OF GERALD By Anie E. Harris. bi now. "I have noticed that you are quite helpful aoout me sick room, and the doctor has spoKen or it, too. Why is It out oi uie question?" y I haven't enough education. I was In high school only a year when "Oh, 'Rard! you don't do it a right!" Gerald balanced himself where he stood and looked over his glasses at Gertrude. bpose you do it yourself," he suggested. "You know I'm not fussy about being in your old show.' "Well, you might be decent about it and not act so awkward just when you're supposed to wake the princess Where are you going, 'Rard?" uut he was gone, and the tired little stage manager was left alone in the midst of her properties. The witch's pointed hat was slipping over one ear, the witch's old red shawl was slipping off her shoulders, and all her beautiful plans for giving a really truly show" seemed slipping away from her, too. Here was the stage they had fixed in the carriage barn, with a real cur tain to pull Hector had fixed the curtain. Here was the old woman's spinning-wheel, brought by great la Dor irom tne attic. Here was the canopied couch, made from the har ness-DOx ana three or four linon robes. When the time came for the public performance, there would be the whole family of dolls to represent the sleeping courtitrs, and Gertrude her- slef was to be the princess. Ger aid was to have been the prince, but he was evidently provoked about something. "P'haps I can coax him back, though he doesn't want to be in it. What did I say, I wonder!" Thinking back over the rehearsal, it was easier for Gertrude to remem ber the many times she had lost her patience and kept silence than it was to recall just what she had said at last. Times without number she had been obliged to coax her headstrong twin back to some enterprise he had left in disgust. It was hard work g2metimes but she usually succeeded. ShlP wouId try uer most persuasive She took off the witch's hat and - iawl, stowed them with the rest of .lie properties In an old sleifrh i e corner and. taking nneamaMr C vwviUAi dith, went out to find Gerald. He was swinging in the hammock nder the porter tree, reading and "6 mnumeraDie bair-ripe apples. out what he could from Gerard's side. After a little talk with the boy, he called Gertrude to him. "Will he be in it, Papa?" she ask ed eagerly. "I think not," was the answer. "Didn't you tell him he must?" "No." Gertrude looked puzzled. "What did I say that made him mad?" she asked after a moment. "You said he was awkward." "Is that all?" "Come here, litle daughter." Gertrude came close and Papa took one of her hands. "Are any of these fingers sore he asked. "No, sir." Papa took one finger between his own 'thumb and forefingers and pinched it gently. "Does that hurt?" "No, sir." He pinched the same finer again ,3 A t anu again, uertruae meannne won dering whether this was a joke or just what. At last she winced. "Oh, papa; that hurts,' 'she said, drawing her hand away. "Does it, little one? Then I think you will understand what I want to say to you about Gerard. You thought it a very litle thing that you called htm awkward, and, if it had been the first time, perhaps he would have thought so, too; but you have called him so before, rather often, 1 fancy, and so have the rest of us. It is like the finger, Gertrude. At first it didn't hurt at all, but after a while it did. Gerard is getting sensitive about his appearance, and I think he would rather take a severe punish ment than be in the show, so I shall not insist. "I am sorry I said it," admitted Gertrude, thoughtfully. "Shall I tell him so?" "No, dearie, I wouldn't mention it at all; it would only make matters worse. Let it pass. There are ways of letting Gerard know you are sor ry. By and by he will probably come around and want to help in some way. Then the kindest thing you can do is to let him, and take pains to thank him for his help, whatever it is." Gertrude studied a minute on this advice, then she drew a long sigh and clasped her hands around Papa's neck. "I'll do it. Papa; only I hope he will want to help on the play, for I can't do without him." Gerard 'apparently had m inten tion of helping on the play, however- and up to Saturday noon Gertrude naa not decided what she was going to do without him. Then a bright idea struck her, and she was actual ly glad instead of sorry to see the barn filling up with children just be- iore 4 o clock. A hush of expectancy fell over th little audience as the curtain Darted on the first scene of the play, then a murmur of delight and loud an. plause as the stage was fully reveal ed, a basket cradle (Norah's clothes basket) occupied the center of the stage and over its edge hunir tho long skirt of a baby dress. Th who stood up could see Rosemarv Edith within the cradle. All about the stage sat the dolls in festive at tire. v Presently, from the side entrance. came the witch Gertrude in nointnri hat and old shawl leanimr unon & broom. She SDoke her iinA V TlilU great seriousness, prophesying the spell which was to come over the princess at. the age of fifteen and, when she had finished, hobbled away trude sleeping on the canopied bed and Gerard approaching to wake her from her sleep of a hundred years. 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