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Show HAVOC WROUGHT 27 SILKWORM A thrifty woman of Augusta began experimenting somo time ngo to learn what effect tho Georgia climate would havo upon imported silkworms. A room In hor houso was given up to their uso and mulberry leaves In abundnnco were supplied to them. Later, when they began to Increnso In numbers and to escapo to other parts of tho houso, whatever spot they chanced upon became sacred to thom. No ono was allowed to Interfere with n silkworm In Its pursuit of happiness, no matter where it might havo established estab-lished its cocoon. This was strongly Impressed upon tho servants. All the whllo tho worms woro growing. grow-ing. Mnndy, tho colored cook, was making preparations for hor wedding. In order to take advantage of every minute sho could spare, sho brought tho materials for hor wedding dress to tho kitchen, and thero constructed a thing of beauty with which to bo-deck bo-deck herself. At last her day of happiness hap-piness arrived, and her mistress con-Bentod con-Bentod to allow a substltuto to cook dinner whllo Mandy was away for a day to celebrate the event. That ovenlng, howovcr, Mandy np- l pcared n ,tho kitchen as usuifc and sot nbolit getting supper. Hfer eyes wero swollen and hor face gave ovl-dence ovl-dence of long weeping, which was supported sup-ported by tho persistent convulsive heaving of hor shoulders. "Why, Mandy!" exclaimed hor mistress. mis-tress. "I'm right glad to see you back. Did tho wedding go nicely?" "No, ma'am," said Mandy, then burst Into a storm of tears. "No, ma'am. It Just didn't go at all.' I ain't been married." "Not married, Mandy? Why, that is too bad! What was tho matter T Didn't Henderson como?" "Ya-as'm, he done como. Evo'ybody done come. Tho wholo chu'eh wan plumb full of people. I reckon some of 'em Is thero yit. Evo'ybody was thero but me." Sobs again shook hor and Interfered with speech. "Well, what was tho matter, thon?" finally Inquired her mistress. 'Did you change your mind?' "O, lawsy, no, Miss Sally. I wanted to git thcro bald enough. But, Miss Sally Miss Sally " sobs again "Miss Sally, ono of dem plaguy, squnshy white wo'ms done done eo6coo-ed In my woddln' dresal" "ffi Youth's Companion. i ajA |