Show GIPSY JESS by MOLLIE NE NEATHER A THER 0 1921 western Now cr union the sewing circle ell cie sat s at in tillie whites neat living room roo busy will wilh scissors find and needle various articles of cast ott OT clothing clothen cloth ln were being ripped and repaired for tile poor and needy while tongues flew fast fas A as fingers its always been my opinion OPI DIOn said mrs rawlins that birds of a reather feather flock together and all ive got against this newcomer Dew comer it if she wanted to get in tile lie towns good graces grac es and he be taken up by respectable people why did 1 I she pik up with will a harem sea rein nobody like ille tal eliat at walrus girl 1 I ri see em ein together er most every place 1 I go 90 and they are tit at tile the besides chair by chair 11 1 I know it answered I 1 sirs mrs cummins and evenings hoys boys that the school principal cant do to a tiling thing with nith are oner oer there in her house bouse singing sons songs and anyway 3 a young strange woman mean by rent lna a house alone if you mean miss J jessie ale donnie bonnie who has move moved into the wolcott house the ministers mother said gently 1 I believe she Is hero here to rest from her musical studies before going abroad to enter upon a concert career and I 1 understand that she does not live with ner iier folks because she has none the girl Is alone in the world members of the sewing circle exchanged meaning glances it had been noted that tile the earnest young loader leader of their parish paid open attention to the new and unwelcome stranger iles hes probably trying varying to convert her mrs rawlins hall tug suggested but I 1 reckon ashes poor it material interial they say suni bitted tilly white that the walrus girl and them boys are calling lier her gipsy that hat Is when they aint calling tier her jess but 1 ill at a admit ashes not tar far from loolen a gypsy with tier dark eyes ond and tangled curly hair and them red beads and and dangling things flat she wears did you notice em 1 I thought the young pastors pastor mother said patiently that miss dunnie connie dunie conie ie was a bright pretty creature ant ami its natural for tle young to like pretty thin things s I 1 thou bt that eliat it might bi bf a good thin thing for us to befriend the girl and ashes chown chosen tier her friends mrs cummins sharply remar remarked kod rd dd lint wall valius us alil ever want to coal come I 1 in among us and could we ever bribe those young men into our entertainments no they rather b be on oil the ets its plain the gipsy alsy person aint our kind the pastors mother sewed on oil vaguely troubled were they right after all well she knew her ber sue e honest zon son ills his interest inhere t in tills this ew little stranger was deeper than others could realize she alone cougil rend read that IntZ interest irest in the alie tone of hn hl i dear voice the shine of ills his eyes the success of pauls life all and calling meant inah to tier her she and the inn father gone had sacrificed for foi it through many bears an ali outer door opened into tilly whites sitting room and a girls piquant face showed smilingly 1 I did not knock said the girl for I 1 knew ikney iou busily assembled I 1 could see bouthi ou through ough the window I 1 came slie she paused abashed babore the alie forbidding silence G gipsy I 1 apsy jessl jess I 1 ejaculated tilly white unconsciously then tile the gilt gill laughed iau glied you have learned ruy my nickname I 1 see she said young toxin town people are gleat with nicknames well then I 1 am introduced but what I 1 called about was this she threw back her dark cloak disclosing its crI crimson nison alk lining lilling tle the girls girl s jaunty little huiban was crimson son too this she s he continued and placed on oil tile the table its my illy old winter coat slie she explained pla ined d but almost new I 1 really lid did not need another and bought tins I 1 think because bec aue of its pretty lining dunt dont ion asked gipsy gel 1 arall lb love pretty things lings ti they ire are so cheery please give ghe my old cloak to someone who needs it it was nas just a week meek later that hat tho the small town was shaken to its depths by a startling announcement ther beloved and admired young pastor was married lie he had gone to the city to hwe have that ceremony performed and Us his mother hid had h id accompanied d him ills 1 l bride was gipsy jess it was mas unbelievable it wils was alarming in and the pastors mother when mie he retained welcomed no DO sympathy y when you know my lily sons wife mie be said happily you will love tier her I 1 at a do you have to get in fu touch with people if you want to help them acs lie sie told me one lay day and I 1 guess tier her secret she has given up a cLing pr promising musical career for love of mv boy but aben v hen the pastors wife took tier her humble bumble place before the old P piano ajo near the pulpit there was no smile of f greeting eting on oil the disapproving faces of se the congre congregation gatlon for the walrus girl rl stood ln the choir and back in the on seat eat near the wall nall stood a row of shuffling boys but when gipsy b fingers es struck the first chord the v voice fee of tile the walrus girl rang out sweetly sweetly and clear while heartily the young D ell joined in tile chorus but it anas at the last erse the very in s t Ss verse that GIPSY sought tier bu buhanos hands eyes for before hr ills people leople were nere all singing together |