Lord Bountiful

Here is another work of juvenile fiction by Father Finn. "Oh THERE he is again. I wonder whether he is coming to see me' The young miss who thus exclaimed, sprang away from the third floor window, out of which she had been leaning for fully a quarter of an hour, hastened to a small looking-glass, gave a dab to her bobbed hair, slipped into her ears a pair of long earrings, ran a lip-stick over her lips, pinched her cheeks into an added redness, fastened a brooch upon her collar, and, as she dashed down the stairs, powdered her nose-all in less time than it takes me to set it down on paper.