SCENE IV.

(_As curtain rises, members of Ladies’ Aid Society are seen removing

wraps, the President, Mrs. Jenkins, being in the chair._)

_President._ (_rapping upon table_). Will the meeting please come to

order?

_Miss Loomis._ (_wildly_). Where _is_ my other rubber? They were brand

new last week, and—

_President._ (_rapping again_). Ladies, will you _please_ come to

order? We will open with the minutes of the last meeting, and Miss

Loomis, who acted as secretary pro-tem, will read them.

_Miss Loomis._ (_apologetically_). I didn’t have time to copy them in

the book, but I have them on a piece of paper. (_rummages in bag_). I’m

sure I brought them. Here they are! (_reads_). Take one dozen eggs—Oh,

mercy no, that’s the recipe for angel cake. Wait till I look again.

(_takes crochet pattern from bag_). That’s the pattern for lace that

Brother Tom’s wife gave me. (_Holds it up._) It’s real pretty, isn’t it?

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_eagerly_). Let me see it!

_Miss Loomis._ (_explaining_). You make a double crochet, after you’ve

chained twelve.

_Mrs. Hodges._ Oh, that’s easy! I could pick that out myself.

(_Other members endeavor to examine the crochet pattern._)

_President._ (_with dignity_). Miss Loomis, we are waiting for the

minutes of the meeting.

_Miss Loomis._ (_holding up paper_). O here they are! I’ll read them!

_Miss Loomis._ The regular meeting of the Ladies’ Aid Society was

held on November tenth at the residence of Mrs. Winter, seven members

present, and the President, Mrs. Jenkins, being in the chair. Minutes

of last meeting read and approved. Report of supper committee read and

approved. Proceeds of harvest supper, seven dollars and thirty-five

cents.

_Mrs. Winter._ We charged too much for that supper, or we’d have made

more money.

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_sharply_). I don’t think we charged too much

considering the terrible price of food.

_Mrs. Winter._ (_irritably_). Well, I don’t like to work my feet off

for a measly seven dollars.

_President._ (_rapping_). Ladies, will you please come to order. Miss

Loomis, continue with your report.

_Miss Loomis._ (_nervously_). I lost my place. Let’s see—

_President._ (_to help her_). You were reading about the harvest supper.

_Miss Loomis._ O yes. It was voted to send a box to Mrs. David Brown,

committee to meet at the home of Mrs. Banks, chairlady of the committee.

_Mrs. Banks._ There were only two of the society there.

_Miss Loomis._ I was too busy to come, but I sent a nice hat for the

missionary’s wife.

_Mrs. Banks._ (_aside_). That terrible hat!

_President._ Ladies, I must insist that you come to order.

_Miss Loomis._ (_worried_). Where’s that crochet pattern? I can’t lose

that!

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_handing it to her_). Here you are. I was just counting

the stitches.

_President._ Miss Loomis, if you have finished your report, we will

hear a letter received by Mrs. Hodges, our secretary, from Mrs. Brown.

_Miss Loomis._ Yes, I guess that was all.

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_nervously_). Wait till I find my glasses. (_rummaging

in bag_). Here they are. (_Opens letter._)

“My Dear Friends: Words fail me when I try to express my thanks for the

beautiful box which you sent.—”

_Miss Loomis._ Pleased, wasn’t she?

“My heart is too full to write, as I think of the wonderful kindness

which prompted you to send it.”

_Mrs. Winter._ (_puzzled_). They ain’t usually so thankful.

_President._ Ladies, please come to order, and let us listen to the

letter.

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_continuing_). The beautiful dress for my daughter.

(_aside_). She meant that gingham of Clara’s—Where was I—“The clothing

for myself which seems far too good for a missionary’s wife—”

_Miss Loomis._ Somehow that don’t just fit our box.

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_continuing_). “The gifts for my son and husband are

most thankfully received. Believe me dear friends, I am more than

grateful for your kindness.

“Yours very sincerely,

“RUTH M. BROWN.”

_Mrs. Winter._ Somehow I can’t quite figure that out.

_Mrs. Hodges._ Ours was a nice box, nice enough, but she didn’t have no

call to say quite so much.

_Mrs. Banks._ (_rising_). Ladies, I have here a letter from my

husband’s sister, Mrs. Worthington, which may throw some light upon

Mrs. Brown’s letter. Each Christmas we send a box to Mrs. Worthington,

and I have received this acknowledgment for the gifts which we sent

this year. (_Opens letter._)

“Louisa: I have just supervised the opening of a box, which while

directed to me was evidently destined for the almshouse. In fact,

I doubt whether the inmates of the almshouse would have found the

donations acceptable. Beneath newspapers which formed the packing, I

found an article, which at first appeared to be a abandoned birds’

nest, but which upon closer inspection was evidently intended for a

hat.”

_Miss Loomis._ (_aghast_). My hat! Why I paid five dollars for that

hat eight years ago and it was perfectly good. A bird’s nest! My hat!

_Mrs. Banks._ (_calmly_). May I continue?

“There were a motley collection of ghastly neckties, a tattered

overcoat, a forlorn gingham—”

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_indignantly_). That was a perfectly good dress, only

Clara said she wouldn’t wear it any more!

_Mrs. Banks._ (_continuing_). “And other disreputable apparel. I cannot

understand the insult and assure you that I deem it unwarranted and

unpardonable. I need hardly say that the garments were given to the rag

man.

“Your sister-in-law,

“AMELIA WORTHINGTON.”

_Mrs. Winter._ What an awful letter!

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_shocked_). I’m glad I haven’t relations-in-law like

that!

_Mrs. Banks._ It is evidently clear to you ladies, that the labels upon

the boxes were mixed, and the box for my sister-in-law reached Mrs.

Brown, while the missionary box which we packed was sent by mistake to

Mrs. Worthington.

_Miss Loomis._ (_indignantly_). To say that my hat was a birds’ nest!

_Mrs. Winter._ And disreputable apparel!

_President._ Ladies, will you come to order! I regret of course that

the mistake has been made, for doubtless it places Mrs. Banks in a very

embarrassing position.

_Mrs. Banks._ (_nervously_). Embarrassing is no word for it. She

was so mad, it showed in her handwriting. (_Passes letter round for

inspection._)

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_gently_). Well, there is one good side to it. The

missionary was pleased with her box, and I guess Clara’s dress was

pretty faded.

_Mrs. Winter._ (_apologetically_). And I might have taken time to mend

the overcoat.

_Miss Loomis._ (_firmly_). I make no apologies for my hat!

_President._ I suppose we could have fixed up the box meant for the

missionary with pretty wrappings, like we do other peoples.

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_rising_). Ladies, may I say a few words?

_President._ Mrs. Hodges has the floor.

_Mrs. Hodges._ I think this has been a lesson to us, although it has

probably made a peck of trouble for Mrs. Banks.

_Mrs. Banks._ That’s so!

_Mrs. Hodges._ I think it shows us that our missionary likes pretty

things the same as we do.

_Miss Loomis._ (_interrupting_). That’s why I sent my hat!

_Mrs. Hodges._ (_continuing_). And while I am sorry that it has made

trouble for Mrs. Banks, I can’t help being glad that the missionary got

the nice box, so I would move that hereafter we make our missionary

Christmas boxes as nice as those we send our husband’s relations.

_All._ Second the motion!

_President._ It is moved and seconded that hereafter we make the boxes

we send to our missionaries as good as those which are intended for our

husband’s relations. All in favor say “Aye.”

_All._ (_heartily_). Aye!

_President._ Opposed? It is unanimously carried.

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Transcriber’s Notes:

Obvious punctuation errors repaired.

Page 5, “but” changed to “put” (I’ll put it beside)

Page 13, stage direction changed to match rest of directions. Original

read:

“_Mrs. W._ (_seats herself and takes up bottle of smelling salts_).”

Page 15, printing issues led to some errors. Original text is below:

_Gladys._ Well, mother, brother and I are some tar-

My dear brother is not forgotten I am glad to see! These

ties will cultivate a love of beauty.

The top line is repeated almost exactly at the bottom of the page:

(_Enter Marie._)

_Gladys._ Well, mother, brother and I are some tag-

That is the first part of “target” which is finished on the next page.

Additionally, that “Enter” should be an “Exit.” The text has been

edited to reflect these changes.

Page 16, “(aside)” changed to “(_aside_)” to match rest of usage. (Yes

madam. (_aside_). Madam)

Page 20, “Mrs. Hodges” made italic to match rest of play. (_Mrs.

Hodges._ (_nervously_). Wait till I find my)

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