Anderson gave fifty dollars to the Foreign Missionary Society of the Presbyterian Church, claiming that a foreign education had done so much for his ward; and Mrs.Crow succeeded in holding two big afternoon teas before Rosalie could apply the check rein.
One night Anderson sat up until nearly ten o'clock--an unheard-of proceeding for him.

Rosalie, with the elder Crow girls, Edna and Susie, had gone to protracted meeting with a party of young men and women.

The younger boys and girls were in bed, and Mrs.Crow was yawning prodigiously.

She never retired until Anderson was ready to do likewise.
Suddenly it dawned upon her that he was unusually quiet and preoccupied.

They were sitting on the moonlit porch.
"What's the matter, Anderson?
Ain't you well ?" she asked at last.
"No; I'm just thinkin'," he responded, rather dismally.