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Leslie turned longing eyes toward the winding creek and an alluring canoe that lolled idly at the bank down below the inn as she stood on the piazza after dinner waiting for her aunt; but Allison saw her glance, and shook his head

"Better not suggest it," he said "There are a lot of picnickers down there carrying on high She would not like it, I'm sure If it were all quiet and no one about, it would be different"

"Well, there are a lot of people around here on the piazzas," said Leslie disconsolately "I don't see the difference"

But, when Julia Cloud cagested a quiet spot in the woods; and so they wandered off through the trees with a big blanket froh above the water, where a great rift of rocks jutted out a hemlocks, and was carpeted with pine-needles

"It would please me very much," said Julia Cloud as she sat down on the blanket and opened her Bible, looking up wistfully at the two, "if you tould go to that Christian Endeavorlike that right away, but that et you to cole toworkers He asked ers were very much needed"

There was a heavy silence for a hast across her, and Julia Cloud kept her eyes on the floating clouds above the he within a safe shelter where storms and troubles could not really trouble her; yet there was a dear, eager look in her eyes Both children saw it, and onderful intuition interpreted it; and because their hearts were young and tender they yielded to its influence

Leslie swooped down upon her aunt with an overwhel kiss, and Allison dropped down beside her with a "Sure, we'll go, Cloudy, if that will do you any good I can't say I' you want is different I don't know just what you're letting us in for, but I guess we can stand rasp a hand of each; and, looking up, they saw that there were tears in her eyes