Rainbow Valley

, when the first greetings-cordial on her side, rap

just came home this afternoon, you know, and they could hardly wait until supper was over before rushing down to

ittle Jem said once he would rather go to Rainbow Valley tha

great time in Avonle

hem terribly. Jem, in particula

ng, so that she could hold her own with Susan. Miss Cornelia held that the woman wh

Her hair is snow-white. But, strange to say, her e

t been dull in the Glen, believe ME. There hasn't been such an exciting spring in my tim

Dr. dear," said Susan, resolved not t

" asked Anne

sighed and S

ormer. "He is VERY nice-and very learned-and very sp

you called

nelia, veering a tack or two. "I suppose it is because he is so moony and absent-minded that he never got

done, I DO like to see a well-looking man in the pulpit," br

were all agreed on. Somebody had some objection to all the others. There was some talk of calling Mr. Folsom

t he did, Mrs. Dr. dear," said Susan. "I never co

ofited him nothing, for that was the day old Caleb Ramsay's sheep strayed into church and gave a loud 'ba-a-a' just as he announced his text. Everybody laughed, and

than other men of getting to heaven

talked in grunts, so to speak. And Mr. Arnett couldn't preach AT ALL. And he

shout very bitterly, 'Curse ye Meroz.' Poor Meroz got thorough

picked a different text. But when he announced 'I will lift my eyes to the hills' HE was done for. Every one grinned, for every one knew that those two Hill girls

ys and a sister for each of them,' he said. 'Eighteen!' said I. 'Dear me, what a family!' And then he laughed and la

there now. Though I wouldn't say, Anne dearie, that they are so bad, either. I like them-everybody likes them. It's impossible to help liking them. They would be real nice little souls i

rs. Meredith?

en worse in a congregation than a single man. But he was heard to speak of his children and we all supposed there was a mother, too. And when they came there was nobody but old Aunt Martha, as

poor cook, M

e he says it would hurt Aunt Martha's feelings. Anne dearie, believe me, the state of that manse is something terrible. Eve

ay?" asked Anne, beginning to m

t. He's twelve and they call him Jerry. He's a clever boy. Faith is

lk-a VERY little pail, Mrs. Dr. dear. Faith took them and whisked down the cellar with them. Near the bottom of the stairs she caught her toe and fell the rest of the way, milk and eggs and all. You can imagine the result, Mrs. Dr. dear. But

s Cornelia. "She just took them that night as an excuse for curiosity. But

ng to like your Faith,

d I do like spunk, Mrs.

t to laugh too. She can't even keep a straight face in church. Una is ten-she's a sweet little thing-not pretty, but sweet. And Thomas C

ces for dead rats. To be sure it may have been the cat who left it, there. HE is as full of the old Nick as he can be stuffed, Mrs. Dr. dear. A manse cat should at least LOOK respectable, in my opinion, wh

barefooted. Now, you know Anne dearie, that isn't the right thing for manse children-especially when the Methodist minis

he manse," said Anne. "I've always thought gr

al Susan, determined to protect Anne from hers

n the first place?" asked Anne. "Their lawn is so small th

o far he hasn't forgotten to be in church on Sundays, but twice he has forgotten about the prayer-meeting and one of the elders had to go over to the manse and remind him. And he forgot about Fanny Cooper's wedding. They rang him up on the 'phone and then he rushed right over, just as he was, ca

since her marriage, but her scorn of Methodists

that the Methodists and Presbyteria

uck or trade with Methodists, and Mr. Meredith will find that he'd better steer clear of them, too. He is entirely too soci

t wa

clean off the platter into Mrs. Reese's lap, who was sitting next him. And he just said dreamily. 'Mrs. Reese, will you kindly return me that goose?' M

stly likely have left the church and we cannot afford to lose our members. And Mrs. Reese is not liked in her own church, be

o see my minister made ridiculous in the eyes of the Methodists," said M

have prevented Mrs. Drew from using up her tough old

" said Miss Cornelia. "Jacob Drew is a

along that line," said Susan, tossing her head. "And I am not one to blame everything on the men. Mrs. Drew is mean enough herself. They say that the only thing she was e

and sat beside old William Marsh who got up as usual and testified with fearful groans. 'Do you feel any better now?' whispered Jerry when William sat down. Poor Jerry meant to be

touchy woman, I understand, but she is very well off and pays the most of any one to the sal

re that the Merediths belong to the race tha

do the best we can by them and stick up for them to the Methodists. Well, I suppose I must be getting down harbour. Marshall will soon

e days and in that time he has spent three hours i

When that over-harbour doctor married the undertaker's daughter at Lowbridge people felt suspicious of him. It didn't

d is very lovely and very wonderful. But we have come back very well satisfied

that," said Miss Co

ing adoringly out over the sunset splendour of glen and harbour and gulf. She waved her hand at it. "I saw nothi

e soon. Tell them the dou

ey'll go soon; but they must settle down to school aga

nister's wife, I hope?" sa

last evening to arrange it with

n well. She isn't as y

quaintance with her, you know. Their house is so out of

awford. His ship was wrecked on the Magdalens and all the crew were drowned. Rosemary was just a child-only seventeen. But she was never the same afterwards. She and Ellen have stayed very close at home since their mother's death. They don't often get to their own church at Lowbridge and I understand Ellen doesn't approve of going too often to a Presbyte

ar. Owen's new novel is to have a Japanese setting. This will be the firs

d his innocent children off to a heathen country like Japan," grumbled Miss Cornelia. "The Life B

now. And he collected it all over the world.

lways held, Anne dearie, that reading novels is a sinful waste of time. I shall write and tell him my op

d Anne sat on the veranda steps under the early stars and dreamed her incorrigible dreams and learned all