No club could survive more than one such lamentable mistake!" And she sat down, gathering her large satin wrap about her like a retiring Caesar.
"Madam President!" broke forth Miss Eagerson.

"I was up first--and have been standing ever since--" "One moment, Miss Eagerson," said Mrs.Dankshire superbly, "The Rev.Dr.
Eltwood." If Mrs.Dankshire supposed she was still further supporting the cause of condemnation she made a painful mistake.

The cloth and the fine bearing of the young clergyman deceived her; and she forgot that he was said to be "advanced" and was new to the place.
"Will you come to the platform, Dr.Eltwood ?" Dr.Eltwood came to the platform with the easy air of one to whom platforms belonged by right.
"Ladies," he began in tones of cordial good will, "both employer and employed!--and gentlemen--whom I am delighted to see here to-day! I am grateful for the opportunity so graciously extended to me"-- he bowed six feet of black broadcloth toward Mrs.Dankshire--"by your honored President.
"And I am grateful for the opportunity previously enjoyed, of listening to the most rational, practical, wise, true and hopeful words I have ever heard on this subject.

I trust there will be enough open-minded women--and men--in Orchardina to make possible among us that higher business development of a great art which has been so convincingly laid before us.

This club is deserving of all thanks from the community for extending to so many the privilege of listening to our valued fellow-citizen--Miss Bell." He bowed again--to Miss Bell--and to Mrs.Dankshire, and resumed his seat, Miss Eagerson taking advantage of the dazed pause to occupy the platform herself.
"Mr.Eltwood is right!" she said.