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Carcross, Yukon Territory
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Headquarters for 'Schulz's Atlin Royal Mail1 Stage Line 4*
[?M M-M-M l-H-H-H-l-l-H- -H-M- I ?! M-H-H
immediately Opposite the White Pass Depot
The little white house stood close to
the street, niul the bow window Jutted
out to the fence. Its burden of flower
Ing plants making the only bright bit
?f color on the wild March day. Be
hind the tall flower stand Miss Imo
gen Morse hnd hovered like n benef
icent fairy. She waved her maple
sprinkling pot and touched a dead leaf
here and there, and the plants grew ,
taller and greener and put forth fra
grant blossoms townrd the sunshine.
Rack of the big pots there had been
1 row of Bermuda lilies. Slowly they
had b-?on forced during the long win
tec until now brought Into the sun
they ?-bowed tall graceful stalks bris- :
tling with green leaves and top|>ed by
wonderful waxlitce whit? buds.
Miss Imogen had three Raster lilies
She had planted the bulbs in the fall
and tended them all winter, and now
that Easter was only three days off
she was choosing the handsomest
plant to send over to the parsonage
The nest one was to go to her bosom
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"TOO ARE WOKTTTT NOW."
friend. Henrietta Owen, and the third
one was for Miss Imogen's parlor win
dow.
As Miss Imogen Ion nod over the
flower* n shadow flickered across the
window, and she raised her head to
meet the admiring pize of Hnidah
Scott. Miss Scott's eyes were fixed
on the Easter lilies, but she also saw
Miss 1 moron, and she b.wed i>!oas
antl.T. yet with a certain frond rosonr
of manner She spoke, and her voice
oarae through the open window:
'"lour lilies are beautiful. Imogen."
*ho said rather wfstftillr.
They are uncommonly handsome."
returned Imogen stiffly, making a
movement to close the window. Her
rather sharp black eyes were looking
absently over Huldah's shabby hat.
t was a* If she api<oared not to see
tnp w oman on the sidr\ra!k.
ITtiidah flushed proudly and resumed
nor walk down the street. After Imo
gen Morse's contemptuous accents had
died in the rattling down of the win i
?low sash Huldah flung her head up
proudly and walked as If her cloak !
was not worn and shlninc at the
seams and her shoes cracked and
broken.
There was a tap at the side door,
followed by a tnrnlng of the knob
Then a short, heavily built woman
<*me into the room and tossed aside
' e kniited shawl which bad covered
her head and shoulders, nor face
was very red. and her scanty portion
o? light hair clung flatly to her rather
jaigo head. Henrietta Owen was
Iniocen Morse's mast Intimate friend
"Where did you drop from?" ask,-d
Imogen, pushing a chair forward for
the visitor.
"Been to the postofflce." panted Mrs
Owen, sinking heavily into the rocker.
I asked for your mall, but there
?asn't anything. I met Huldah just
beyond here. Though, maybe she'd I
been calling on you." She looked sly.
er ORW1 ont of hcr smfll} black
You know hotter than that Hen
Hetta, " retorted Imogen good humor
, 1 expect yon can tell to a T
the Inst time Huldah Scott ct^ssod mv
threshold. She's got no liking for
"small wonder.'' remarked Mrs
Owen dryly.
Imogen paused in her task of dust
ing the books In the tall secretarv !
ami turned her long neck around.
? !-'Jever do you mean. Henrietta
Owen r sbe demanded, with asperitv.
l irst lime I knew yon to take Hul |
aah Scott's part acainst me."
"I'm not taking her part. All I said
was it was small wonder she had no
liking for you. If you'd lost that law
sui instead of her 1 guess the bard
fee ings would have been on the other
"You'll have to explain what vou
moan. Imogen said incoherentlv. *"Tf
you think Huldah Scott wasn't treated
! fairly you can go to Judge Blake or
the Jury which decided that the prop
my never bad been her father's and
eouJdu t right fully belong to anybody
but my father's heirs."
"That's all as It may be," said Mrs
j Owen quietly, "but you know right
well that the Scott place was bought
by Huldah's father and they alwavs
lived in It It wasn't till after old Mr
Scott died that your father came for
wand and claimed that the Seotts nev
er had a deed to the place and It be
longed to your pa by right of Inher
Jtanee from old Caleb Morse, though
1 don't *ee what he's jot to do with
ft"
"He wag father's uncle," said Imo
gen sullenly. "I'm mighty glad. Hen
rietta Owen, that you'te spoke your
mind and told we what yon think
about the muster. Flint tln.e I ever
knew you was so sympathetic for Hal
<lah Scott,"
"1 can't help being sorry for her.
Imogen. You bad a nice home of your
own and enough to live quiet on, and
the old place was ait Huldali hod.
You know the ouly thing she can do
to earn money la ?o take boarders, and
now that her house Is gone site can't
do a thing. M<wt of her furniture Is
stored in I>mcon Itmwn'a liarn and
she a-llvlng tu those t # tittle rooms
over the bakery a-tryliig to sew. poor
soul, and her hardly ever taking a
needle In her hand, not being bandy l
that way No wonder she looks shab
by and old fashioned. Hut she's proud
is Lucifer and won't let anybody help
her by any ways.?
"So I am to blame for that am I?"
demanded Imogen fiercely.
"Sho ought to hare her home back,"
?ald Mrs. Owen obstinately. "It's
proved her father paid the money for
it I must be going now," ahe contin
ued, with a side glance at the flowers
'You mustn't mind what I said about
Hnldnh Scott I can't help feeling aor
ry for her."
"I expect everybody In town feels
the same way," challenged Imogen.
"They seem to feel sorry for bcr,"
admitted Mr*. Owen. "Goodby, Ira
ogen. Come around and aee me when
you can."
The subject of the lawsuit her father
bad Instituted against the meager es
tate of old James Scott was a sore one
for victorious Imogen Morse. Three
years bad passed since Huldah had
been turned from ber borne, and In
that time she bad tried half a do*en
ways to earn a living and failed in
each. Rut she was n splendid house
kco|>er, and formerly she had earned a
comfortable livelihood by taking
boarders In the rambling old house of
her father. Now she was knocked
hither and thither among the few
wage earners In tbe village. At pros
ent she was tending the bakery for
the Smiths.
Imogen always looked forward to
Easter as a season of great Joy, for
she loved the resurrection of the flow
ers from their wintry sleep, the new
clothing of the earth, the vague prom
Ise of a new life beyond thl* old one.
All these thltMP" bore significance for
her
She Impressed the story of the resur
rection on hor Sunday school class.
She found herself waxing eloquent a*
she compared the arising of the Mess
ed lA>rd from his death sleep to the
awakening of the dormant plnnt life.
She was filled wllh Joy at the ap
proach of Eastertide. and It was not
herself bnt a black shadow of her real
nature which had carelessly overlook
ed the wrong that had been done to
Huldah Scott.
The next day would be flood Friday,
and Imogen resolved that she would
have some hot cross bans for her
breakfast, so after her dinner was
cleared away she walked down to the
bakery. The store was quite empty
save for a little girl perched on a stool
behind the connter. It was the baker's
"Well. Edna. who's tending store
today?" asked I mogen briskly.
"Miss llaldah's tending store. She'll
be back in a moment. Have your lilies
wither^l tip yet. Miss Imogen 7" asked
the little girl eagerly.
"Withered tip? What do yoti mean,
child?" demanded Miss Morse.
"Why. father said he should think
the lilies wonld wither up under the
toncb of your hands, yon're so hard
hearted." s^ld (he child, with the bni
tal directness of her age.
Imogen gasped and tnrned white.
"Well. I never." she gasped: "I never
did!" Then she <nrned and fled from
the place.
Pack In her own rooms, she looked
strangely at the lilies. Once she reach
ed forth a finger tip and touched the
white waxen blossom. "It didn't with
er." she said eagerly. "I wonder what
I can do. Suppose I should touch one
tomorrow or Sunday and It should
turn brown! I never thought of that.
I suppose 1 am not fit: 1 am not fit!"
Miss Imogen bowed her Mack head on
her bands and sat very still
She was very busy the neit two
days, and on the night before Easter
she sat In her sitting room with the
three Easter lilies ranged In a row be
fore her.
"It* 8 no credit to tne to give Hnldah
Scott back her house again. That's her
own. Wbat can I do that will hurt
me the most? Speak nn, Imogen
Morsel" she commanded herself.
The gate clicked, and Hnldah Scott
ran up the path and knocked lightly
on the door. "Come In." said Imogen
"It's me.' said Hnldah breathlessly.
"I Just heard little Edna Smith tell
what she said to you tbe other day
about the lilies withering. I'm awful
sorry, Imogen, but you mustn't mind
Fclks say all sorts of mean things
about"?
Imogen arose and placed her hands
oo Hnldah's shonldera. "I don't mind,
Huldah." she said seriously. "I'm glad
of It. I always thought I knew what
Raster meant, but I find I didn't real
ize It meant the resurrecting of a soul
from sin as much as anything else,
and I've set myself a stint."
"What Is It?" asked Huldah.
"I'm not going to touch another
Raster lily until I'm satisfied I'm
cleansed of some of my sins." said
Imogen grimly. "AH these lilies are
for you. and the new plum colored suit
and your place back and 'ill. It's no
credit to me."
nnldnh took Imogen's hand and
clrsed It tightly around the largest
snowiest blossom of the Barter lily.
"Oh. Imogen, yon are worthy nowP
she said softly.
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