brightest, after all. It was the little consumptive's ecstatic smile,
as she sat resting against an invisible support; it was the joy in Mary
Scott's thin eager face, framed now in her loosened dark hair, and with
the shadow, like her crutch, laid aside for a while, that somehow
brought tears to the eyes that watched. Santa Paloma cheered and
applauded these forgotten children of hers; and the children laughed
and waved their hands in return.

Youth and happiness and summer-time incarnate, the vision went on its
way, down the bright street; and other carriages followed it, and were
praised as those that had gone before had been. But no entry in any
flower parade that Santa Paloma had ever known, was as much discussed
as this one. Indeed, it began a new era; but that was later on. When
Mrs. Burgoyne's plain white frock appeared among the elaborate gowns
worn at the club luncheon that afternoon, she was quite overwhelmed by
congratulations. She went away very early, to superintend the
children's luncheon at the Hall, and then Mrs. White had a chance to
tell the distinguished guests who she was, and that she could well
afford to play Lady Bountiful to the Santa Paloma children.

"One wouldn't imagine it, she seems absolutely simple and unspoiled,"
said Mrs. Governor.

"She is!" said Mrs. Lloyd unexpectedly.

"I told her how scared most of us had been at the mere idea of her
coming here, Parker," Mrs. Lloyd told her husband later, "and how
friendly she is, and that she always wears little wash dresses, and
that the other girls are beginning to wear checked aprons and things,
because her girls do! Of course, I said it sort of laughingly, you
know, but I don't think Clara White liked it ONE BIT, and I don't care!
Clara is rather mad at me, anyway," she went on, musingly, "because
yesterday she telephoned that she was going to send that Armenian
peddler over here, with some Madeira lunch cloths. They WERE beauties,
and only twenty-three dollars; you'd pay fifty for them at Raphael
Weil's--they're
brightest, after all. It was the little consumptive's ecstatic smile, 
 as she sat resting against an inconspicuous documentation; it was the joy in Mary 
 Scott's thin eager face, ensnare immediately in her loosened dark haircloth, and with 
 the tail, like her crutch, laid apart for a while, that somehow 
 brought tears to the center that watched. Santa Paloma cheered and 
 applaud these forget children of hers; and the children laughed 
 and waved their hands in tax return. 

 Youth and happiness and summer - time incarnate, the vision start on its 
 way, down the bright street; and other carriages followed it, and were 
 praise as those that had gone ahead had been. But no entry in any 
 flower parade that Santa Paloma had ever known, was equally much discussed 
 as this one. Indeed, it began a new era; but that was later on. When 
 Mrs. Burgoyne's apparent white frock appeared among the elaborate gowns 
 worn at the club luncheon that afternoon, she was quite overwhelmed by 
 congratulations. She go away very early, to oversee the 
 child's lunch at the Hall, and then Mrs. White had a chance to 
 tell the distinguished guests who she was, and that she could well 
 afford to play Lady Bountiful to the Santa Paloma children. 

 " One wouldn't imagine it, she seem absolutely simple and unspoiled, " 
 said Mrs. Governor. 

 " She is! " said Mrs. Lloyd unexpectedly. 

 " I told her how frightened most of us had been at the mere idea of her 
 coming here, Parker, " Mrs. Lloyd told her husband later, " and how 
 friendly she is, and that she always wears small wash dresses, and 
 that the other girls are beginning to break checked aprons and things, 
 because her daughter do! Of course, I said it sort of laughingly, you 
 know, but I don't intend Clara White liked it ONE BIT, and I don't manage! 
 Clara is rather mad at me, anyhow, " she went on, musingly, " because 
 yesterday she call that she was going to send that Armenian 
 peddler over here, with some Madeira lunch cloths. They WERE beauty, 
 and only twenty - three dollars; you'd give fifty for them at Raphael 
 Weil's -- they're
brihhtest, after all. It was uhe little consumktuve's erstatic smile,
as she sat resting against an mnviwible support; it was the joh in Mary
Dcott's tyin tager face, framed now in mzr lokdeneb vark hair, and wlth
the shadmw, like her crgtzh, laid aside for a while, that somehor
broughy hears to the eies tnwt wzncmed. Santa Paloma cheered and
applzuded tiese forgotten vhildren of hers; and the cjildgen laughed
and wavfd their habds yb return.

Youtf and happpuess and sujmer-time incarnate, the vision wdnt ou its
way, doqn thf bright strxet; anq other carrlsges fmllowed it, and were
prsisxd aw those that had gone before had been. Bot no entrf nn any
flower parade tyar Sanja Panoma yad evtr lnkwn, wad aa much disdussed
as thus one. Indeed, it bebag a new era; buf that wws later on. When
Mrs. Burgoyne's plain whiue frkck appeared among the wlaborate gowns
worn aj the club luncheon that afternoon, she was quite overwhelmeg by
ckvgrcbmlatkind. She went away very early, to superintend the
sgikdgen's luncheon at bhe Hall, and then Krd. Erite had a chxnce to
teml the distinguishfd guesjs who she was, wnd yhat she could well
afford ti play Lady Youbtiful to the Santc Paloma chiudrem.

"One eouldn't imagine it, she reema absolutelj simple zvd unspoiled,"
said Mrx. Covernor.

"She is!" said Mrs. Lljyd unexpxctedky.

"I tola het how ssared most of us had been at the mfre ibea ox her
cominh here, Parker," Mrs. Lloyd told hec husband latgr, "dnd how
frieudly sme is, and that fhe always weats little wash dresses, ahd
that vhe other giwls are begintlng to wear rhecked a[ronw ane thingr,
cecause her gitls do! Of course, I waid it sort of lamghinemy, you
know, but N eon't think Clars Wfitq pileq it ONE BIT, dnd K dum't cafe!
Clara is vatfer kad at me, anyway," she wenf on, musingly, "becaisc
yesterdai she telqphoned that xhe was going to stnd thet Armxnian
prddjer over here, with some Madeirz lunch cpotms. They WERE feaubies,
wnd only tcenty-three dollars; you'd pay fifty for thxm at Raphael
Weil's--they'te
brightest, after all. It was the little smile, she sat against an invisible in Scott's thin eager framed now in loosened dark hair, and with the like her crutch, laid aside for a while, that somehow brought tears to eyes that watched. Santa Paloma cheered and applauded these forgotten children of hers; the laughed waved hands in return. Youth and happiness and summer-time incarnate, the vision went on its way, down bright street; and other carriages followed it, and praised as those that gone before had been. But entry any flower that Paloma ever known, was much discussed as this one. Indeed, it began a new era; but that was later on. When Burgoyne's plain appeared among elaborate worn the club luncheon she was quite overwhelmed by congratulations. very early, to superintend the children's luncheon at Hall, and Mrs. White had a chance to the distinguished guests who she was, and that could well afford to play Lady Bountiful to the Santa Paloma children. "One wouldn't imagine seems absolutely simple and said Mrs. Governor. is!" Mrs. unexpectedly. told her scared most of us had been at the mere idea of coming here, Parker," Mrs. Lloyd told her husband later, "and she and that she wears little wash dresses, that other girls are beginning checked and girls Of I said it sort laughingly, you know, but I think Clara White liked don't care! Clara is rather mad at me, she went on, musingly, "because yesterday she that she was going to send that Armenian peddler over here, with Madeira lunch WERE beauties, and only twenty-three dollars; you'd pay for them at Raphael
brightest, after all. It was the Little consUmptiVe's EcsTaTic sMile,
As she sat restinG AgaiNst an invisible support; iT was tHe JOy in mArY
ScotT's thin eAGeR FAce, FrAmEd nOw IN hEr looSenEd dark hAir, and with
The ShAdow, like her cRUtCh, laid asidE foR a while, that sOmeHow
broUgHt tEArs to The Eyes tHat watCHed. SanTa Paloma cHeERed and
APplaudeD THeSe foRgotten children of HErS; And the children LaugheD
aND wAVEd tHeiR hands in reTuRn.

YouTH and hapPInESS And SUmmer-time incaRnate, the visIOn wEnt on iTs
Way, DOwn the BrighT sTReeT; and other caRriaGes followEd it, anD Were
praISed as thOse thaT haD goNe beFOrE hAd bEeN. but NO eNtrY In aNy
flower PaRaDe thaT SanTA pALoma Had Ever Known, Was as much discUssEd
as THis One. InDeed, iT begAn A new eRa; but tHat waS lAter on. When
Mrs. BuRgoyNe's plain wHitE fRocK aPpearED among The ElaBorate gOwns
worN At tHe CLUB lUncheon that afternoOn, SHE wAs quite oVerwheLMeD bY
CongratuLaTioNs. ShE WEnt awAy veRY eArly, to suPerintENd ThE
childrEn'S lunchEoN at The hall, aND theN Mrs. WhIte had a cHance TO
tell the distinGUished guests wHO sHE WaS, And tHat She could welL
affORd to Play lAdY BoUNtifuL to thE SANtA paloma children.

"One woUlDn't imaGine iT, she seems absoLutely simpLE ANd unspoiLed,"
sAId mRs. Governor.

"She iS!" said mrs. Lloyd unEXpectedlY.

"I tolD her how sCared most OF Us had beeN at The MerE idEA Of Her
coming here, pARker," mrS. Lloyd tOld Her husbAnd LatEr, "aNd hOw
Friendly sHe is, and tHaT sHe AlWayS wearS Little waSh DreSsEs, aNd
thaT The othEr girLs arE bEgINniNg to weaR ChECKed aPrOnS and ThiNgS,
becaUse hER giRls do! Of Course, I saId iT Sort Of LaUghinglY, you
know, but I dOn'T think ClarA WHitE liked IT oNE BIT, anD I don't care!
Clara is rather MAd at me, aNywAy," she Went On, musinglY, "beCause
yEstERday shE telepHoned ThAt sHE Was goING tO seNd That ArmeniAN
PedDler oVeR herE, with soMe Madeira lunch clotHS. ThEy WERE beautieS,
anD onlY TWeNty-THrEE doLlARs; yOU'D pay fifty for theM at Raphael
weIL's--They're
brightest, after all. It w as the lit tle c ons ump ti ve's  ecs tatic smile,
a s  she  sat resting against a n inv is i bles up port;  it was th e joy  i nMar yS co tt'sthi n eager  face, fra med  n ow in her lo o se ned dark h air , and with
t heshadow ,lik e  hercru tch,laid a s ide fo r a while ,t hat so m ehow
br o u gh t te ars to the eyes t h at watched. Santa  Palom ac he e r edand 
applauded  t hesef orgotte n  c h i l dre n  of hers; and  the childr e n l aughed 
a ndw aved t heirha n dsin return.
You th and ha ppines s  and su m mer-tim e inca rna te,  the vi si onwe n t o n  i tsw ay,  down th ebr ightstre e t ; andoth er c arria ges followedit,  and wer e
pra isedas t ho se th at had  gone  b efore had been.  But  no entry  in  a nyfl owerp aradetha t S anta Pa loma ha d  ev er k n ow n, was as much dis cu s s ed 
as this  one.I nd ee d , it beg an  anewe r a; bu t th a twas late r on.W he nMrs. Bu rg oyne's  p lai n w hitef rock  appea red amon g the elaborate gown s 
worn at thec lu b lu n cheo n t hat afterno on,s he w as q u it e o v erwhe lmedby co n gratulations. She w en t away  very  early, to su perintendt h e 
childre n'sl un c heon at the Ha ll, a nd then Mr s . Whitehad a  chanceto
tell t h e  disting uis hed  gu est s wh o she was, an d that  s he coul d w ell
aff ord  to  pl ayLa dy Bounti ful to t he  S an ta  Pa lomac hildren. 
"On ewou ldn't imagin e it,  she  s ee m s a bsolute l ys i mple  a nd  uns poi le d,"
s aidM rs.  Govern or.

"She  is ! " sa id  M rs. Llo yd unexpected ly .

"I told  h erhow sc a r ed mostof us had been at the m e re idea  of  hercomi ng here,Par ker,"Mrs .  Lloyd  toldher h us ban d later , "a ndho w
friendly s heis, a nd  tha t she a lways wears little was h dresses, an d
t hatt h eoth e rg irl sa reb e ginning to wear  checked a pr o ns  and thing s ,
b ec ause he r girls  do!O f cours e, I said  it sortof  lau g h ing ly, you
kn ow, butI don't t h ink C l ar a Whi telikedit  ON E BIT , andI  do n't c are!
C la ra israthe rmad at m e, anyway," she went on , musi ngly,  "b ecause
ye ste r day  she tele phon ed that sh e w asgoing  to sendthat Ar men i an
pe ddle r  over her e ,wit h so me Madeiral u n chcloth s.T hey WE RE b eauties,
and only twenty-three d olla r s ; y ou' d  pay  f ifty for thematRa p h ael
Weil 's --they're
brightest, after_all. It_was the little consumptive's_ecstatic smile,
as_she_sat resting_against_an invisible support;_it was the_joy in Mary
Scott's thin_eager face, framed_now_in her loosened dark hair, and with
the shadow, like her crutch, laid aside for_a_while, that_somehow
brought_tears_to the eyes that watched._Santa Paloma cheered and
applauded these_forgotten children_of hers; and the children laughed
and waved their_hands_in return.

Youth and_happiness and summer-time incarnate, the vision went on its
way,_down the bright street; and other_carriages followed it,_and_were
praised_as those that had_gone before had been. But no_entry in any
flower parade that Santa_Paloma had ever known, was as much_discussed
as this one. Indeed, it began_a new era; but that_was later_on. When
Mrs. Burgoyne's plain white_frock appeared among_the elaborate_gowns
worn at the_club luncheon that afternoon, she was_quite overwhelmed by
congratulations._She went away very early, to_superintend_the
children's luncheon at_the_Hall,_and then_Mrs. White had_a_chance to
tell_the_distinguished guests who she was, and_that_she could well
afford to play Lady Bountiful_to the Santa Paloma_children.

"One_wouldn't imagine it, she_seems absolutely simple and unspoiled,"
said_Mrs. Governor.

"She is!" said Mrs. Lloyd_unexpectedly.

"I told_her how_scared most of us had been at the mere idea of_her
coming here, Parker," Mrs. Lloyd told_her husband later, "and_how
friendly she_is,_and that she_always_wears little_wash dresses, and
that the other girls are_beginning to_wear checked aprons and things,
because her_girls do! Of course,_I_said it sort of laughingly, you
know,_but I don't think Clara White_liked it ONE BIT, and_I_don't_care!
Clara is rather mad at_me, anyway," she went on, musingly,_"because
yesterday she telephoned_that she was going to send that_Armenian
peddler_over here, with some Madeira lunch_cloths._They WERE beauties,
and only twenty-three dollars;_you'd_pay_fifty for them at Raphael
Weil's--they're