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"
SKELETON
?
"
"
Yes
.
Nancy
said
you
had
one
in
your
closet
,
somewhere
.
"
"
Why
,
what
--
"
Suddenly
the
man
threw
back
his
head
and
laughed
.
He
laughed
very
heartily
indeed
--
so
heartily
that
Pollyanna
began
to
cry
from
pure
nervousness
.
When
he
saw
that
,
John
Pendleton
sat
erect
very
promptly
.
His
face
grew
grave
at
once
.
"
Pollyanna
,
I
suspect
you
are
right
--
more
right
than
you
know
,
"
he
said
gently
.
"
In
fact
,
I
KNOW
that
a
'
nice
live
little
boy
'
would
be
far
better
than
--
my
skeleton
in
the
closet
;
only
--
we
are
n't
always
willing
to
make
the
exchange
.
We
are
apt
to
still
cling
to
--
our
skeletons
,
Pollyanna
.
However
,
suppose
you
tell
me
a
little
more
about
this
nice
little
boy
.
"
And
Pollyanna
told
him
.
Perhaps
the
laugh
cleared
the
air
;
or
perhaps
the
pathos
of
Jimmy
Bean
's
story
as
told
by
Pollyanna
's
eager
little
lips
touched
a
heart
already
strangely
softened
.
At
all
events
,
when
Pollyanna
went
home
that
night
she
carried
with
her
an
invitation
for
Jimmy
Bean
himself
to
call
at
the
great
house
with
Pollyanna
the
next
Saturday
afternoon
.
"
And
I
'm
so
glad
,
and
I
'm
sure
you
'll
like
him
,
"
sighed
Pollyanna
,
as
she
said
good-by
.
"
I
do
so
want
Jimmy
Bean
to
have
a
home
--
and
folks
that
care
,
you
know
.
"
On
the
afternoon
that
Pollyanna
told
John
Pendleton
of
Jimmy
Bean
,
the
Rev.
Paul
Ford
climbed
the
hill
and
entered
the
Pendleton
Woods
,
hoping
that
the
hushed
beauty
of
God
's
out-of-doors
would
still
the
tumult
that
His
children
of
men
had
wrought
.
The
Rev.
Paul
Ford
was
sick
at
heart
.
Month
by
month
,
for
a
year
past
,
conditions
in
the
parish
under
him
had
been
growing
worse
and
worse
;
until
it
seemed
that
now
,
turn
which
way
he
would
,
he
encountered
only
wrangling
,
backbiting
,
scandal
,
and
jealousy
.
He
had
argued
,
pleaded
,
rebuked
,
and
ignored
by
turns
;
and
always
and
through
all
he
had
prayed
--
earnestly
,
hopefully
.
But
to-day
miserably
he
was
forced
to
own
that
matters
were
no
better
,
but
rather
worse
.
Two
of
his
deacons
were
at
swords
'
points
over
a
silly
something
that
only
endless
brooding
had
made
of
any
account
.
Three
of
his
most
energetic
women
workers
had
withdrawn
from
the
Ladies
'
Aid
Society
because
a
tiny
spark
of
gossip
had
been
fanned
by
wagging
tongues
into
a
devouring
flame
of
scandal
.
The
choir
had
split
over
the
amount
of
solo
work
given
to
a
fanciedly
preferred
singer
.
Even
the
Christian
Endeavor
Society
was
in
a
ferment
of
unrest
owing
to
open
criticism
of
two
of
its
officers
.
As
to
the
Sunday
school
--
it
had
been
the
resignation
of
its
superintendent
and
two
of
its
teachers
that
had
been
the
last
straw
,
and
that
had
sent
the
harassed
minister
to
the
quiet
woods
for
prayer
and
meditation
.
Under
the
green
arch
of
the
trees
the
Rev.
Paul
Ford
faced
the
thing
squarely
.
To
his
mind
,
the
crisis
had
come
.
Something
must
be
done
--
and
done
at
once
.
