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Show The Handsome Road' (ContiniMS Prom PrtctdhiK Pa cell, a soft voiced little thing, attractive at-tractive In an odd way. with a freckle-peppered face and a cloud of glorious red hair. When Sarah Purcell finished matching some ribbon to a piece of silk she had brought with her, the clerk saw her to the door and came back to Corrie May. -Something for you?" She got up from where she had been sitting by the counter. "I want to aee some flannel. Some nice flannel like for a baby's shirt," He showed It to her. Enough to make a shirt was 23 cents, and f r 8 cents she got a skein of embroidery floss. That left a penny over. Corrie May put the penny back Into her pocket to be returned to her savings box. She had an odd feeling of pleasure. When she reached home she washed her hands carefully and spread a towel on the bed to keep the flannel perfectly clean while she cut the shirt. Telling her mother to get dinner, she sat by i the fire, not even willing to add 1 a stick of wood lest she drop some ! dust on her sewing. She worked hard, joining the seams with tiny i stitches that could hardly be seen. With her thimble for a guide she drew little scallops around the edges.' . The embroidery for these had to be very smooth with never i knot, ox it would scratch the, baby's skin. She worked all day, straining her eyes as the light faded, till at last her head began to ache and she was afraid if she stitched any longer by firelight the embroidery would get uneven in spite of her. The next morning she rose early and set to work again. She had to be ao careful that the sewing went slowly, but by dark the shirt was done. It was really beautiful, better bet-ter than some of those made by the sewing girls at Ardeith. Ann couldn't help liking It When she went out to the plantation plan-tation the next day Mrs. Maitland gave her a peignoir of Ann's, the sleeves of which were tearing loose from the shoulders. Corrie May sat down in the little boudoir next to the bedroom to mend It Ann's room was full of friends and relatives, rela-tives, and Corrie May waited until Denis had taken the visitors down to dinner. Then, taking her parcel par-cel in her hand, she knocked on the door opening Into the bedroom. bed-room. Ann's mammy opened the door. "Could I please see Miss Ann a minute?" Corrie May inquired. Mammy hesitated dubiously. "She's powerful tired." . "Please ask her," begged Corrie May. "Tell her I done brought a little somp'n for the baby." Mammy still hesitated, but Ann called: "She can come iir mammy." iTe be continued Tuesday , |