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Leslie suddenly threw her head in Julia Cloud's lap right over the Bible, and looked up into her face with an exquisite earnestness all her own

"Cloudy Jewel, it sounds all different fro I ever heard of, and I don't kno to do it; but so to try it!" she said "Anyhoe've had a grand time this afternoon, and it hasn't been a bit dull Do you suppose ' in Hiry as a bear How about that, Cloudy? Is it right to cook on Sunday? That place you read about the man who picked up sticks to make a fire in camp doesn't sound like it"

"Well, dear, you know in the old ti done on Saturday, just as the Lord told the Israelites to do I haven't any business to judge other people, and every one must decide for himself what is necessary and what is not, I suppose; but, as for me, I like to do as mother always did I always have the cake-box and bread-box full of nice fresh things, and make a pie, perhaps, and cook a piece of meat, or have some salad in the ice-box; and then it is the work of but a few et the nicest kind of a meal on Sunday It is easy to have a beefsteak to broil, or cold h to get it ready; and it really makes a lovely, restful time on Sunday to know all that work is done Besides, it isn't any harder I like it"

Allison gathered up the rug and books, and they walked slowly toward the inn, watching the wonderful colorings of the foliage they passed, and drinking in all the woodsy odors and gentle sounds of dying leaves and dropping nuts

"Say, Cloudy," said Allison suddenly out of the htfulness, "why don't the o to church a lot when I was in prep school, and I never yet heard a ser of it But I should think if they preached about it just as you've done, made it plain so people could understand, that ht, would see to it that Sunday wasn't so rotten"