Four Girls at Chautauqua by Pansy
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Tender, touching words, with the Chautauqua key-note quivering all
through them. "Greet him! Let the air around him Benedictions bear; Let the hearts of all the people Circle him with prayer.' "I wonder if he realizes what a blessed thing it is to be circled with prayer?" said she of the Teacher's Bible, turning a thoughtful face upon the four girls who had attracted her attention. "I wonder who Mary A. Lathbury is?" said Eurie, reading from the poem. "She is a poet, whoever she is. There isn't a line in this that is simply _rhyme_. I doubt if the president ever had such a rhythmical tribute as that." "She is the lady with blue eyes and curls who designs the pictures in that charming child's paper which flutters around here. I have forgotten the name of it, but the pictures are little poems themselves." This was Flossy's bit of information. "Which designs them, the blue eyes or the curls?" Marion asked, gravely. And then these four simpletons burst into a merry laugh. Still the president did not appear. The audience had exhausted their resources and their good humor. Ominous grumblings and cross faces began to predominate. Some darkly hinted that he was not coming at all, and that this was a design to draw the immense crowd together. Nobody |
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