Ellen was in the store,and the woman stopped her crowd and asked them about their dresses.She said the girl was not poor,but her mother was selfish and didn't care for her.But Elnora showed a bank book the next day,and declared that she paid for the things herself,so the Sinton people must just have selected them.
There's something peculiar about it,but nothing wrong I am sure.I'll encourage Ellen to ask her again.""I should say so,especially if she is going to keep on giving away her lunch.""She lunched with the Bird Woman one day this week.""She did!"
"Yes,she lives out by the Limberlost.You know the Bird Woman works there a great deal,and probably knows her that way.I think the girl gathers specimens for her.Ellen says she knows more than the teachers about any nature question that comes up,and she is going to lead all of them in mathematics,and make them work in any branch."When Elnora entered the coat room after having had luncheon with Ellen Brownlee there was such a difference in the atmosphere that she could feel it.
"I am almost sorry I have these clothes,"she said to Ellen.
"In the name of sense,why?"cried the astonished girl.
"Every one is so nice to me in them,it sets me to wondering if in time I could have made them be equally friendly in the others."Ellen looked at her introspectively."I believe you could,"she announced at last."But it would have taken time and heartache,and your mind would have been less free to work on your studies.No one is happy without friends,and I just simply can't study when I am unhappy."That night the Bird Woman made the last trip to the swamp.
Every specimen she possibly could use had been purchased at a fair price,and three additions had been made to the bank book,carrying the total a little past two hundred dollars.
There remained the Indian relics to sell on Saturday,and Elnora had secured the order to furnish material for nature work for the grades.Life suddenly grew very full.
There was the most excitingly interesting work for every hour,and that work was to pay high school expenses and start the college fund.There was one little rift in her joy.
All of it would have been so much better if she could have told her mother,and given the money into her keeping;but the struggle to get a start had been so terrible,Elnora was afraid to take the risk.When she reached home,she only told her mother that the last of the things had been sold that evening.
"I think,"said Mrs.Comstock,"that we will ask Wesley to move that box over here back of the garden for you.
There you are apt to get tolled farther into the swamp than you intend to go,and you might mire or something.
There ought to be just the same things in our woods,and along our swampy places,as there are in the Limberlost.
Can't you hunt your stuff here?"
"I can try,"said Elnora."I don't know what I can find until I do.Our woods are undisturbed,and there is a possibility they might be even better hunting than the swamp.But I wouldn't have Freckles's case moved for the world.He might come back some day,and not like it.
I've tried to keep his room the best I could,and taking out the box would make a big hole in one side of it.Store boxes don't cost much.I will have Uncle Wesley buy me one,and set it up wherever hunting looks the best,early in the spring.I would feel safer at home.""Shall we do the work or have supper first?""Let's do the work,"said Elnora."I can't say that I'm hungry now.Doesn't seem as if I ever could be hungry again with such a lunch.I am quite sure no one carried more delicious things to eat than I."Mrs.Comstock was pleased."I put in a pretty good hunk of cake.Did you divide it with any one?""Why,yes,I did,"admitted Elnora.
"Who?"
This was becoming uncomfortable."I ate the biggest piece myself,"said Elnora,"and gave the rest to a couple of boys named Jimmy and Billy and a girl named Belle.
They said it was the very best cake they ever tasted in all their lives."Mrs.Comstock sat straight."I used to be a master hand at spice cake,"she boasted."But I'm a little out of practice.I must get to work again.With the very weeds growing higher than our heads,we should raise plenty of good stuff to eat on this land,if we can't afford anything else but taxes."Elnora laughed and hurried up stairs to change her dress.
Margaret Sinton came that night bringing a beautiful blue one in its place,and carried away the other to launder.
"Do you mean to say those dresses are to be washed every two days?"questioned Mrs.Comstock.
"They have to be,to look fresh,"replied Margaret.
"We want our girl sweet as a rose."
"Well,of all things!"cried Mrs.Comstock."Every two days!
Any girl who can't keep a dress clean longer than that is a dirty girl.You'll wear the goods out and fade the colours with so much washing.""We'll have a clean girl,anyway."
"Well,if you like the job you can have it,"said Mrs.Comstock.
"I don't mind the washing,but I'm so inconvenient with an iron."Elnora sat late that night working over her lessons.
The next morning she put on her blue dress and ribbon and in those she was a picture.Mrs.Comstock caught her breath with a queer stirring around her heart,and looked twice to be sure of what she saw.As Elnora gathered her books her mother silently gave her the lunch box.
"Feels heavy,"said Elnora gaily."And smelly!Like as not I'll be called upon to divide again.""Then you divide!"said Mrs.Comstock."Eating is the one thing we don't have to economize on,Elnora.
Spite of all I can do food goes to waste in this soil every day.If you can give some of those city children a taste of the real thing,why,don't be selfish."Elnora went down the road thinking of the city children with whom she probably would divide.Of course,the bridge would be occupied again.So she stopped and opened the box.
"I don't want to be selfish,"murmured Elnora,"but it really seems as if I can't give away this lunch.
