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December 29, 1909. THE
Of course, Peggy had acted meanly, but
a promise Is a promise, and mother had
brought us up to keep one whenever we
made it. Besides, you couldn't read one
of Miss Newell's books without discovering
what opinion she would have of a
.girl who would break a promise. I didn't
know what to do, but I felt I must decide
that night. It would never do to 1p?v?
it till the next morning, for that wouldn't
give Peggy a chance to curl her hair.
Finally, just at dusk, I marched over to
Peggy's through the fir grove. Peggy
saw me coming, and she met me at the
door, but she didn't speak.
Miss Newell is coming to our place
tomorrow afternoon," I said just as
stiffly and politely as anything you ever
hear, "and I have come to ask you over,
because I promised long ago that I
Peggy caught me by the arm and
puhed me right into the hail.
"Oh, Alice, do forgive me," she said.
"It's lovely of you to ask me over to
meet Miss- Newell. And honestly, Alice,
I didn't take your apron, but?"
"I never supposed you stole it,"I broke
in. "I thought you'd just borrowed it to
tease me. But since you say you didn't,
of course it is all right, and"?
"But it isn't all right," interrupted
-feggy, looking miserable. "I?I have
something to confess. 1 was bound to
show you I could get that pattern, and
that night your apron was out I slipped
over into your yard and examined the
lace until I was sure I could do it. But
I never took the apron off the line, and
It was there when I left. It ?it wasn't
ladylike," said Peggy, beginning to cry,
"'and please don't tell Miss Newell I did
It. But you provoked me so, telling Julia
I couldn't pot It T
uuu ? muugui juu were
real mean not to lend me the pattern."
"But you didnt' lend me the pattern of
that lace your aunt sent you," I said,
reproachfully.
Peggy opened her eyes wide.
' But she didn't send me the pattern,"
she said. "She sent me lace and apron
and all, and I couldn't make out how
the pattern went, either. I thought you
knew that; all the other girls did. I
thought you were jealous of my present,
because you never said a word about
ItPeggy
and I just sat down with our
arms around each other and explained
everything out. Oh, it was so jolly to be
friends with Peggy once more. She came
over and stayed all night with me, and
we both put our hair in curlers.
Miss Newell came next day, and we
"had a real nice time. But I think both
Peggy and I were just the least little bit
disappointed, although we would never
admit It even to each other. Miss Newell
was very nice, but she didn't talk a bit
cleverly, and she was short and stout
and quite gray. Of course, that wasn't
to be wondered at, really, when you come
to think that she was old as mother.
But I had never thought of Miss Newell
being gray, and It was a great shock to
me.
About the pineapple apron? Oh, yes; a
PRESBYTERIAN OF THE SOUT
big thaw came In March, and I found
it under the lilac bush. It wasn't hurt
a bit, but I couldn't bear the sight of it,
so I put it in the missionary box. I think
Peggy put hers in, too, for I never saw
her wear it again, and the missionary's
wife wrote to mother, saying that she
gave the two pineapple aprons as prizes
in the native school. So I suppose they
did some good in the world after all.?
Western Christian Advocate.
SEWING ON A BUTTON.
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Kianau, cuuea mamma rrom her
chamber, "will you sew the button on
grandpa's coat, please? My head aches
so I can't."
"Won't another time do?" answered a
doleful voice from the depths of a book.
"I've just come to the last chapter, and
it's so exciting!"
"No, dear," said mamma; "grandpa is
going to town in a few minutes, and must
have his coat. He saved the button. It is
in one of the pockets."
Marian often sewed on grandpa's buttons.
She was proud of knowing how
Only, today, she would rather finish her
story first. Reluctantly, she got her
work-bag, threaded a big needle with
<.uamc umciv mreaa, round the button
in the pocket, and taking the coat in her
pink gingham lap began to sew.
But her head was still full of her story,
as she took the first stitches. Then
she came to herself with a start.
"Oh, dear!" she exclaimed in dismay,
"I've sewed clear through the coat! And
I've put the knot on the wrong side instead
of on the right, under the button."
But she was so anxious to get back to
her book that she would not stop to cut
it off and begin over again.
Through and through the four holes of
the button, and way through the cloth to
the wrong side, flashed her needle. Then
she fast#>np?l tVio !>? <???*? ?
_ iu.cbu uu me wrong
side, too, in big stitches, and sniped it
off. It was quicker to do it that way.
"There," she said, "it's on!"
But she never had sewed on one of
grandpa's coat buttons like that before.
Not a stitch ought to have been visible
on the wrong side any more than on the
right. Marian knew that. "But it won't
show," she assured herself.
"Thank you, my dear," said grandpa,
as he hurried on the coat. "I don't believe
everv llttln dri ? - *
D>* I VUU ocw V?U U UUlton
as well as you can." And he rushed
,off to catch his train.
Marian sat down with her book again.
But she didn't enjoy the chapter as much
as she had expected. Grandpa's last
words haunted her. She hadn't sewed on
that button as well as she could.
"Captain!" a voice hailed grandpa on
the city street. "We want you to get
your picture taken."
"What for?" demanded the Captain.
startled.
"To put In the paper," explained his
friend. "They are going to give a history
of our regiment Memorial Day, and
your picture must go with that." For
grandpa had been the hero of his regiment.
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The Captain objected. But the others
prevailed, and he unwillingly found himself
before the photographer's camera.
Just as he sat down, he unbuttoned his
coat and threw back the lapels. He felt
more confortable so.
"An excellent likeness," every one
said, and Marian was eager to see the
Memorial Day paper. There was the
flna ? -*
uuc uiu iwx sae Knew so well, and
there?
"Oh!" Marian caught her breath with
& gasp. There were all those clumsy
stitches for every one to see. "And 1
thought they wouldn't show," she sobbed;
"because they were on the wrong
side, I thought it wasn't any matter."
"It's all right," comforted grandpa. "I
don't care about a few threads."
But Marian was not consoled. She cut
grandpa's picture out of the paper and
pinned it up where she could see it every
day. And after that, when she felt like
being careless about a thing because she
thought it wasn't going to show n irvUr
at those pictured stitches was enough.
They made her do her very best.-*cSunday
School Times.
DURANT COLLEGE FUND.
December 4 to 17, 1909.
Woman's Aid and Missionary Society,
Max Meadows, Va., $14; Mrs. A. M.
Colt, Barium Springs, N. C., $10; Mrs. C.
C. Black, Rockville, Md., $1.10; Mrs. W.
H. Culton, Raphine, Va., $1; Mrs. J. A.
Cunningham, Palacios, Texas, $1; Mrs.
W. T. Matthews, Durant, Okla., $1;
Misses J. and B. Lemmon, Wlnnsboro, S.
C., $2; Mrs. M. B. Warren OnintoT,
Texas, $1; Miss J. M. McLeod, Fallston,
N, C., $2.50; Mrs. H. C. Dunn, Rosebud,
Texas, $1; Miss M. M. Erwin, Morganton,
N. C., $5; Mrs. J. R. Brown, Miriam
Band, New Providence Church, Virginia,
$10; Miss Nina Laidley, Charleston, W.
Va., $1; A Member of First Presbyterian
Church, Columbia, Tenn., $2; Mrs. R. A.
Chandler, Mayesville, S. C., $1; Mrs. S.
R. Dunlap, Eutaw, Ala., $1. Total, $54.60.
Pledges?Ladies' Aid Society, Durant,
Okla., $150; Ladies' Aid Society, Marshall,
Tex., January, 1910, $5; June, $5;
November, $5. Total, $15. Grand total,
$165.
Special attention is called to the
pledge of the Ladies' Aid Society of Durant.
Shall we not come forward and do
our pan witn tne spirit and example of
"beginning at Jerusalem" that this
society has shown?
Mrs. A. M. Howison, Treasurer.
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