"Oh mother, isn't it fine?
What made you think of it, Uncle Wesley?
How will I ever thank you?
No one will have a finer lunch box than I.Oh I do thank you! That's the nicest gift I ever had.

How I love Christmas in September!" "It's a mighty handy thing," assented Mrs.Comstock, taking in every detail with sharp eyes.

"I guess you are glad now you went and helped Mag and Wesley when you could, Elnora ?" "Deedy, yes," laughed Elnora, "and I'm going again first time they have a big day if I stay from school to do it." "You'll do no such thing!" said the delighted Sinton.

"Come now, if you're going!" "If I ride, can you spare me time to run into the swamp to my box a minute ?" asked Elnora.
The light she had seen the previous night troubled her.
"Sure," said Wesley largely.

So they drove away and left a white-faced woman watching them from the door, her heart a little sorer than usual.
"I'd give a pretty to hear what he'll say to her!" she commented bitterly.