All of you will believe I bought an expensive box,and then was too poor to put anything but a restaurant sandwich in it.
You must stop till I prove to you that I'm not."Elnora gathered up the lids,and kicked the sandwich into a corner.
"I had milk in that bottle,see!And custard in the cup.
There was salad in the little box,fried chicken in the large one,and nut sandwiches in the tray.You can see the crumbs of all of them.A man set a dog on a child who was so starved he was stealing apples.I talked with him,and I thought I could bear hunger better,he was such a little boy,so I gave him my lunch,and got the sandwich at the restaurant."Elnora held out the box.The girls were laughing by that time."You goose,"said one,"why didn't you give him the money,and save your lunch?""He was such a little fellow,and he really was hungry,"said Elnora."I often go without anything to eat at noon in the fields and woods,and never think of it."She closed the box and set it beside the lunches of other country pupils.While her back was turned,into the room came the girl of her encounter on the first day,walked to the rack,and with an exclamation of approval took down Elnora's hat.
"Just the thing I have been wanting!"she said."I never saw such beautiful quills in all my life.They match my new broadcloth to perfection.I've got to have that kind of quills for my hat.I never saw the like!Whose is it,and where did it come from?"No one said a word,for Elnora's question,the reply,and her answer,had been repeated.Every one knew that the Limberlost girl had come out ahead and Sadie Reed had not been amiable,when the little flourish had been added to Elnora's name in the algebra class.Elnora's swift glance was pathetic,but no one helped her.Sadie Reed glanced from the hat to the faces around her and wondered.
"Why,this is the Freshman section,whose hat is it?"she asked again,this time impatiently.
"That's the tassel of the cornstock,"said Elnora with a forced laugh.
The response was genuine.Every one shouted.Sadie Reed blushed,but she laughed also.
"Well,it's beautiful,"she said,"especially the quills.
They are exactly what I want.I know I don't deserve any kindness from you,but I do wish you would tell me at whose store you found those quills.""Gladly!"said Elnora.You can't buy quills like those at a store.They are from a living bird.Phoebe Simms gathers them in her orchard as her peacocks shed them.
They are wing quills from the males."
Then there was perfect silence.How was Elnora to know that not a girl there would have told that?
"I haven't a doubt but I can get you some,"she offered.
"She gave Aunt Margaret a large bunch,and those are part of them.I am quite sure she has more,and would spare some."Sadie Reed laughed shortly."You needn't trouble,"she said,"I was fooled.I thought they were expensive quills.
I wanted them for a twenty-dollar velvet toque to match my new suit.If they are gathered from the ground,really,I couldn't use them.""Only in spots!"said Elnora."They don't just cover the earth.Phoebe Simms's peacocks are the only ones within miles of Onabasha,and they moult but once a year.
If your hat cost only twenty dollars,it's scarcely good enough for those quills.You see,the Almighty made and coloured those Himself;and He puts the same kind on Phoebe Simms's peacocks that He put on the head of the family in the forests of Ceylon,away back in the beginning.
Any old manufactured quill from New York or Chicago will do for your little twenty-dollar hat.You should have something infinitely better than that to be worthy of quills that are made by the Creator."How those girls did laugh!One of them walked with Elnora to the auditorium,sat beside her during exercises,and tried to talk whenever she dared,to keep Elnora from seeing the curious and admiring looks bent upon her.
For the brown-eyed boy whistled,and there was pantomime of all sorts going on behind Elnora's back that day.
Happy with her books,no one knew how much she saw,and from her absorption in her studies it was evident she cared too little to notice.
After school she went again to the home of the Bird Woman,and together they visited the swamp and carried away more specimens.This time Elnora asked the Bird Woman to keep the money until noon of the next day,when she would call for it and have it added to her bank account.She slowly walked home,for the visit to the swamp had brought back full force the experience of the morning.Again and again she examined the crude little note,for she did not know what it meant,yet it bred vague fear.The only thing of which Elnora knew herself afraid was her mother;when with wild eyes and ears deaf to childish pleading,she sometimes lost control of herself in the night and visited the pool where her husband had sunk before her,calling his name in unearthly tones and begging of the swamp to give back its dead.
