Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 39, Number 59, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 March 1907 — EASTER JOY. [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

EASTER JOY.

church Miss Priscilla had turned her heal and was looking straight into her fact, with a look of love and gratitude that was a revelation to Mrs. Bartlett. “She actually thinks that I sent her that bonnet ; well, I never,” she gasped, and then the benediction was pronounced, and Mrs. Bartlett turned to leave the church with the rest of the worshipers, with an uncomfortable feeling that the beautiful Easter service had been almost wholly lost to her. As she was passing down the aisle Miss Priscilla came up to her. “I can’t thank you here for your beautiful Easter gift,” she whispered beamingly. “But I’m coming over directly after dinner to have it out with you,” and then she went on down toward the door, bowing and smiling, with a quaint little air of feeling, for once in her life, that she looked quite as well as her neighbors. Then Mrs. Presley came sailing by with her head held very high. Mrs. Bartlett turned as though to speak, and then resolutely closed her lips. “I don’t care,” she said to herself; “I just don’t care; I'm glad of it,” which, considering the fact that she knew she had lost one of her wealthiest customers, was a good deal for Mrs. Bartlett to say. And when later In the day Miss Priscilla, In her new bonnet, came up the walk, Mrs. Bartlett met her at the door. ’“Now, don’t say a single, solitary word," she said, leading the way into the parlor; “it’s the becemingest thing you ever had on your head, and if anybody ever deserved a nice bonnet you do. I ain’t a-going to let you thank me, for I’m just exactly as tickled about it as you be.” “No, you ain’t. You can’t be,” said Mis Priscilla. “Why, I was so tickled I couldn’t believe you really meant it for me. I thought Roxy must have made some mistake.” But Miss Priscilla never knew how near she came to telling the truth. —The Ladies’ World.