prosperity of Canada City was only a mushroom
growth, and it seems too shocking to repeat, dear, but they say he said
that the new church--OUR church--was simply using the Almighty as a big
bluff to the other towns. Of course, Mr. Windibrook couldn't see him
after that. Why, he even said your father ought to send you to school
somewhere, and not let you grow up in this half civilized place."

Strangely enough, Cissy did not hail this corroboration of her dislike
to young Masterton with the liveliness one might have expected. Perhaps
it was because Piney Tibbs was no longer present, having left Cissy at
the parsonage and returned home. Still she enjoyed her visit after a
fashion, romped with the younger Windibrooks and climbed a tree in
the security of her sylvan seclusion and the promptings of her still
healthy, girlish blood, and only came back to cake and tea and her
new hat, which she had prudently hung up in the summer-house, as the
afternoon was waning. When they returned to the house, they found that
Mr. Windibrook had gone out with his visitor, and Cissy was spared the
advertisement of a boisterous escort home, which he generally insisted
upon. She gayly took leave of the infant Windibrook and his mother,
sallied out into the empty road, and once more became conscious of her
new hat.

The shadows were already lengthening, and a cool breeze stirred the deep
aisles of the pines on either side of the highway. One or two
people passed her hurriedly, talking and gesticulating, evidently so
preoccupied that they did not notice her. Again, a rapid horseman rode
by without glancing round, overtook the pedestrians, exchanged a few
hurried words with them, and then spurred swiftly away as one of them
shouted after him, "There's another dispatch confirming it." A group
of men talking by the roadside failed to look up as she passed. Cissy
pouted slightly at this want of taste, which made some late election
news or the report of a horse race more enthralling than her new hat and
its owner. Even the toilers in the ditches had left their work, and were
congregated around a man who was reading aloud from a widely margined
"extra" of the "Canada City Press." It seemed provoking, as she knew
her cheeks were glowing from her romp, and was conscious that she was
looking her best. However, the Secamps' cottage was just before her, and
the girls were sure to be on the lookout! She shook out her skirts and
straightened her pretty litt