J
ETHEL HULSTON
ILLUSTRATED KY
■W.C .TANNE
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(Copyright, by the Bobbs-Merrill Company.)
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—Prudence Starr, eldest of
five motherless girlB, comes to the Meth
odist parsonage at Mount Mark, as house
mother for her father, the Methodist min
ister.
CHAPTER II—The girls entertain a vis
iting minister at luncheon, to his discom
fiture. Carol, one of the twins, rides the
family cow with disastrous results.
CHAPTER III—Prudence and Fairy re
ceive the Radies' Aid society while l.ark.
Carol and Connie practice modeling in
mud on the dining rcSim table.
I
Connie rose, and walked soberly
toward the ladder. But before she dis
appeared she tired this parting shot,
“I don’t want any of them. Stolen
apples don’t taste very good, I reckon."
Carol and l.ark had the grace to
flush a little tit this, but however the
stolen apples tasted, the twins had no
difficulty in disposing of them. Then,
full almost beyond the point of com
fort, they slid down the hay chutes,
went out the back way, turned the cor
ner, and came quietly in through the
front door of the parsonage.
Prudence was In the kitchen prepar
ing the evening meal. Fairy was in
(he sitting room, busy with her books.
The twins set the table conscientiously,
filled the woodhox, and in every way
labored irreproachably, ltut Prudence
Imd no word of pruise for them that
evening. She hardly seemed to know
they were about the place. She went
about her work with a pale face, and
never a smile to be seen.
Supper was nearly ready wlw*n Con
nie sauntered In from the barn. After
leaving the haymow, she had found it
cozy corner in the corncrih, with two
heavy laprobes discarded by the twins
in their flight from wolves, and had
settled down there to finish her story.
As she stepped into the kitchen Pru
dence turned to her with such a sorry,
reproachful gaze that Connie was
frightened.
“Are you sick, Prue?" she gasped.
Prudence did not answer. She went
to the door and called Fairy. “Finish '
getting supper, will you, Fairy? And j
when you are all ready, you and the
twins go right on eating. Don't wait
for father—he isn't coming home until
evening. Come upstairs with me, Coll
ide; I want to talk to you.”
Connie followed her sister soberly,
and the twins flashed at each other
startling and questioning looks.
The three girls were at table when
Prudence came into the dining room
alone. She fixed a tray-supper quietly
and carried it off upstairs. Then she
came back and sat down by the table.
But her face bore marks of tears, and
she had no appetite. The twins had
felt small liking for their food before;
now each mouthful seemed to cht.ke
them. But they dared not ask a ques
tion. They were devoutly thankful
alien Fairy finally voiced their interest.
“What is the matter? lias Connie
seen in mischief?”
“It’s worse than that.” faltered Pru
Jence, tears rushing to her eyes again.
“Why, Prudence! What in the world
aas she done?"
I may as well tell you, t suppose —
you'll have to know It sooner or later.
She—went out Into Avery's orchard
and stole some apples this afternoon.
I was back In the alley seeing if Mrs.
Moon could do the washing, and I saw
her from the other side. She went
from tree to tree, and when she got
through the fence she ran. There’s no
mistake about it—she confessed.” The
twins looked up in agony, but Pru
dence’s fuce reassured them. Con
stance had told no tales. ‘‘I have told
her she must spend till of her time up
stairs alone for a week, taking her
meals there, too. Site will go to school,
of course, hut that is all. I want her
to see the awfulness of it. I told her
I didn’t think we wanted to eat with—
KI/UU^SK^SUUUVIN. Y rp
“I Got What I Could and Ran.”
a thief—Just yet! I said jve must get
used in Uic Idea of it first. 'She 'Is
heartbroken, but—I must make her
see it!”
That was the end of supper. No
one attempted to eat another bite.
After the older {.'Iris had gone into the
sitting room, Carol and Lark went
about their work tvith stricken faces.
They asked if they might speak to
<'distance, but Prudence went in with
them to say good night to her. The
twins broke down and cried as they
saw tln> pitiful little figure with the
wan and tear-stained face. They threw
their arms around her passionately
and kissed her many times. Hut they
went to bed without saying anything.
It was a sorry night for the twins.
The next morning they set off to
school, with no chance for anything
hut a brief good morning with Connie
j —given in the presence of Prudence.
Half-way down the parsonage walk,
j Carol said:
"Oh, wait a minute, Lark. I left my
notebook on the table.” Ami Lark
j walked slowly while Carol went rusli
i ing back. She found Prudence in Hie
kitchen, amt whispered:
“Here—here's a note. Prudence.
| Don’t read it until after I've gone to
school—at ten o’clock you may read it.
Will you promise?”
Prudence laughed a little, hut she
promised, and laid the not** carefully
away to wait the appointed hour for
its perusal. As the clock struck ten
she went to the mantle and took it
| down. This is what Carol had writ
I ten:
Oh, Prudence, do please forgive me, and
i don't punish Connie any more. You can
! punish me any way you like, and I'll be
1 glad of it. It was all my fault X made
I her go and g< t the apples ftfr me. and I
: ate them. Connie didn't eat one of them.
I She said stolen apples would not taste
! very good. It was all my fault, and I'm
! so sorry.
As Prudence read this her face grew
very stern. Carol’s fault! At that
moment Prudence heard someone run
ning through the hull, and thrust the
note hastily into her dress. It was
1 Lark, and she flung herself wildly up
on Prudence, sobbing bitterly'.
“What is the matter, Lark?” she
cried, really frightened. “Are you
sick?”
“Heartsick, that’s all,” walled Lnrk.
*‘I told the teacher I was sick so 1
could come home, but I'm not. Oh,
Prudence, I know you’ll despise and
abominate me all the rest of your life,
and everybody will, and I deserve it.
For I stole those apples myself.”
Prudence was surprised nnd puzzled.
She drew the note from her pocket
and gave it to Lark. “Carol gave me
that before slit1 went to school,” she
explained. “Head it, and tell me what
you are driving at. I think you are
both crazy. Or maybe you are Just
trying to shield poor Connie.”
Lurk read Carol’s note, and gasped,
and—hurst out laughing! The shame,
the bitter weeping, and nervousness,
had rendered tier hysterical, and now
she laughed and cried until Prudence
was alarmed again.
In time, however, Lark was able to
explain. “We both did it," she gasped,
“the Skull and Crossbo.es. And we
both told the truth about it.”
Prudence laughed. Ilut when she
thought of loyal little Connie, sobbing
all through the long night, the tears
came to her eyes again. Site went
rjuickly to the telephone and called up
the school building next door to the
parsonage.
“May I speak to Constance Starr.
Mr. lines?” she asked. "It is very im
portant. Tliis is Prudence, her sis
ter.” And when Connie caiue to the
telephone, she cried: "Oh, yon blessed
little child, why didn't you tell me?
Will you forgive me. Connie? You’re
ti dear, sweet, good little darling,
tliut's whut you are.”
“Oh, Prudence!” That was all Con
nie said, lint something in her voice
made Prudence hang up the receiver
quickly, and cry bitterly!
That noon Prudence pronounced
judgment on the sinners, but tier eyes
twinkled, for Carol and Lark had
scolded each other roundly for giving
things away!
“Connie should have refused to obey
you,” she said gently, holding Connie
! in her arms. “But she has been pun
ished more than enough. But you
twins! In the first place, I right now
abolish the Skull and Crossbones for
ever and ever. And you cannot play
in the barn again for a mouth. And
you must go over to the Averys this
afternoon and tell them about it, and
pay for the apples. And you must
send ull of your spending money for
the next month to that woman who is
gathering up things for the bad little
children in the reform school—that
will help you remember what happens
to boys and girls who get In the habit
of taking tilings on the spur of the mo
ment 1”
j The twins accepted all of this gra
ciously. except that which referred to
confessing their sin to their neighbors.
That did hurt! The twins were so su
perior, and admirable! They couldn't
bear to ruin tlmir reputations. But
Prudence stood Brin, in spite of their
t weeping and wailing. Ant. that afttjr
i
noon two shume-Yaeed sorry girls
crept meekly in at the Avery’s door to
make their peace.
“But about the Skull and Crossbones,
it's mostly punishment for me, Prue,”
said Connie regretfully, “for the twins
have been in it ever since we came to
Mount Mark, and I never got in at all!
And .1 wanted them to call me Lady
Magdalena Featheringule.” And Con
nie sighed.
ej * t
CHAPTER V. * J
Lessons in Etiquette.
Connie was lying Hat on her back
near the register. The twins were sit
ting on the floor near her, heuring each
itlier conjugate Latin verbs. And l’ru
lence, with her darning basket, was
i earnestly trying to get three pairs of
wearable stockings out of eleven hos
iery remnants. So Fairy found them
as she came in. radiant and glowing.
“Glorious day," she said, glancing
impartially at her sisters. “Just glo
rious ! Connie, you should be out of
doors this minute, by all means. Twins,
aren’t you grown up enough to sit on
chairs, or won’t your footies reach the
Hoor?—-Babbie, Eugene Bubler, you
knotv—is coming to spend the evening.
Prudence.”
The whole family came to attention
at this.
“Oh, goody!” cried Connie. “Let’s
make taffy.”
“Yes,” agreed Carol with enthusi
asm—Carol was always enthusiastic
<m the subject of something to eat.
“Yes. and w hat else shall we have?”
“You will likely have pleasant
dreams, Carol,” was tig* cool retort.
“You twins and Connie will not put
in appearance at all. Prue will serve
ilie refreshments, and will eat with us.
Babbie and I shall spend the evening
in the front room.”
“The front room?” echoed Prudence.
“This room is much cheerier, and
more homelike.”
“Well. Babbie Isn’t a member of the
family, you know.” said Fairy.
“You are doing your best,” sniffed
Ca rol.
-now you girls must understand
right off that things are different here
from what they were at Exminster.
The proper tiling is to receive callers
privately, without the family en masse
sitting by and superintending. That’s
etiquette, you know. And one must
always serve refreshments. More eti
quette. Men are such greedy animals,
they do not care to go places where
the eats aren't forthcoming.”
“Men! Are you referring to this
Babbling creature now?” interposed
Carol.
"Ouch!” said Lark.
“But won't it t>e rather—poky—just
sitting in the front room by yourselves
all evening?” asked Prudence doubt
fully, ignoring the offended twins.
“Oh, I dare say it will. But it’s
the proper thing to do,” said Ftiiry
complacently.
“Wouldnt* it be more fun to have
the girls in for a little while?” per
sisted Prudence.
“Oh, it might—but it wouldn't be
the proper thing at all. College men do
not care to be entertained by babies.”
“No,” snapped Lark, “the wisdom of
babies is too deep for these—these—
these men in embryo.”
This was so exquisitely said that
Lark was quite restored to amiability
by it. “In embryo” had been added to
tier vocabulary that very day in the
biology class. And Carol said “Ouch!’’
with such whole-souled admiration
that Lark’s spirit soared among the
clouds. She had scored!
“And what shall we serve them?”
urged Prudence. “I suppose it would
hardly do to—pop corn, would it?”
“No. indeed. This is the first time,
and we must do something extra. Bab
ble is all the rage at school, and the
girls are frantic with jealousy because
I have cut everybody else out.”
“Do you like him. Fairy? Don't you
think lie’s tiresome? He talks so
much, it seems to me.”
“To be sure I like him. He’s great
fun. He's always Joking and never
has a sensible thought, am. hates
study. The only reason he came here
instead of going to a big college in
tile East is because his father is a
trustee.”
“Well, we’ll serve oyster stew then.
New, will you twins run downtown
for the oysters?” asked Prudence
briskly.
“Wh >? Us?" demanded Lark, indig*
Buntly and ungrammatically. "Do you
think we ran carry home oysters for
this Dabbling young prince? Not so!
I.et Fairy go after the oysters!”
“Oh. yes, twinnies, I think you’ll go.
all right. Hun along, and be quick.”
For tt few seconds the twins gazed
nt each other studiously. Neither
spoke. Without a word, they went
upstairs to prepare for their errand.
They whispered softly going through
the upper hall.
“Twins! You must hurry!” This
was Prudence at the bottom of the
stairs. And the twins set off quite hur
riedly. Their first call was iM tiie
meat market.
“A pint of oysters,” said Lark
I brietly.
When lie brought them to her, she
smelled them suspiciously. Then Carol
smelled.
“Have you got any rotten ones?"
site demanded.
"No,” he answered, laughing. “We
don’t keep that kind.”
The twins sighed und hurried next
door to the grocer’s.
"A nickel's worth of pepper-the
strongest you have.”
This was quickly settled—and the
grave-facial twins betook themselves
to the corner drug store.
"We—we want something with a
perfectly awful smell,” Lark explained
I soberly.
I "What kind of a smell?”
“We don't c-are what kind, hut it
must he like something rotten or dead.
If you have It.”
• W hat do you want It for?”
“We want to put It in a room to
srive it a horrible smell for an hour
or so.” Lark winked at him solemnly.
"It's n Joke.’’ she further elucidated.
“I see.” His eyes twinkled. “I
think 1 can fix you up.” A moment
biter he handed her a small bottle.
"A Nickel’s Worth of Pepper."
“Just sprinkle this over the carpet.
It won’t do any harm, and It smells
like thunder. It costs a quarter.”
Carol frowned. “I suppose we'll
have to take it,” she said, “hut it’s
pretty expensive. I hate to have drug
gists get such a lot of money.”
He laughed aloud. “I hate to have
you get a good licking tomorrow, too—
but you’ll get it just the same, or I
miss my guess.”
When the twins arrived home Fairy
was just cutting the candy she had
made. “It's delicious,” she said to
Prudence. “Here’s a nice dishful for
you and the girls. Pitch in twins, ai.d
help yourselves. It's very nice.”
The twins waved her haughtily
away. “No, thank you,” they said.
“We couldn't eat that candy with rel
ish. We are unworthy.”
Then they went upstairs, but not to
their own room at once. Instead they
slipped noiselessly into the front bed
room, and a little later Carol came out
into the hall and stood listening at the
head of the stairs, as though on guard.
“Be sure and leave quite a few
stitches in. Lark,” she whispered once.
“We want it to hang together until
Babbie gf-ts here.”
That was all. Presently Lark
emerged, and their own door closed
behind them.
“It’s a good tiling father has to go
to the trustees’ meeting tonight, isn't
it?” asked Carol. And Lark agreed,
absently. She was thiuking of the oy
sters.
As soon us they finished supper Lark
said, “Don’t you think we’d better go
right to lied, Prue? We don’t want
to taint the atmosphere of the par
sonage. Of course Fairy will want to
wash tlie dishes herself to make sure
they are clean and shining.”
“Oh. no,” disclaimed Fairy, good
naturedly. “I can give an extra rub
to tlie ones we want to use—that is
enough. I do appreciate the thought,
though, thanks very much.”
So the twins plunged in, carefully
keeping Connie beside them. Connie
hud a dismal propensity for discov
eries—the twins had often suffered
from it.
Then they all three went to lied. To
be sure It was ridiculously early, hut
they were all determined.
“You keep your eyes open. Fairy,"
Prudence whispered melodramatically.
“Those girls do not look right.” And
site added anxiously. “Oh, I'll be so
disappointed if things go badly.”
Fairy was a little late getting up
stairs to dress, but she took time to
drop Into her sisters' room. They were
all in bed, breathing heavily. She
walked from one to another, and
stood above them majestically.
“Asleep!” she cried. “Ah. fortune
is kind. They are asleep, flow i
Jove these darling little tWinnies—in
their sleep!”
An audible sniff from beneath the
covers, and Fairy, smiling mischievous
ly, went into the front room to prepare
for her caller.
The bell rang ns she was dressing.
Prudence went to the door, preteruat
urally ceremonious, and ushered Mr.
Eabler into the front room. She did
not observe that the young man sniffed
in a peculiar manner us he entered
the room.
“I’ll call Fairy,” she said demurely.
“Tell her she needn't primp for
me.” he answered, laughing. "I know
just how she looks already.”
15ut Prudence was too heavily bur
dened to laugh. She smiled hospi
tably, and closed the door upon him.
! Fairy was tripping down the stairs,
I very tall, very handsome, very gay.
She pinched her sister’s arm us she
j passed, and the front room door
[ swung behind. But she did not greet
; her friend. She stood erect by the
door, her head tilted on one side,
j snifiing. smiting.
“What in the world?” she wondered.
Eugene Balder was strangely quiet,
lie looked about the room in u pe
culiar, questioning way.
“Shall I ndse n window?” he sug
gested finally. “It’s rather—er—hot
In here.”
“Yps, do,” she urged. “Raise all of
them. It's--do you do you notice a—
a funny smell In here? Or am 1 Imag
ining it? It—It almost makes me
sick !”
“Yes, there Is n smell.” he said, in
evident relief. “I thought maybe
“Yes, There is a Smell," He Said.
you'd boon denning the carpet with
something. It's ghastly. Can't we go
somewhere else?”
“Come on.” She opened the door
Into the sitting room. “We’re coining
out here If you do not mind. True.”
And Fairy explained the difficulty.
“Why, that's very strange,” said
l’rudence, knitting her brows. “I
was in there right after supper, and I
didn’t notice anything. What does it
smell like?”
“It’s a new smell to me,” laughed
Fairy, “hut something about it is
strangely suggestive of our angel
twins.”
Prudence went to investigate, and
Fairy shoved a big chair near the
table, waving her hand toward it light
ly with a smile at Babbie. Then she
sank into a low rocker, and leaned
one arm on the table. She wrinkled
her forehead thoughtfully.
“That smell,” she began. “I am
very suspicious about it. It was not at
all natural—”
“Excuse me. Fairy,” he said, ill at
ease for the first time in her knowl
I edge of him. “Did you know your
sleeve was coming out?”
Fairy gasped and raised her arm.
“Both arms, apparently,” he con
tinued, smiling, but his face was
flushed,
“Excuse me just a minute, will you?”
Fairy was unruffled. She sought her
j sister. “Look here, Prue—what do
you make of this? I’m coming to
pieces! I’m hanging by a single thread.
I as it were.”
Her sleeves were undoubtedly ready
j to drop off at a second's notice! I’ru
| dence was shocked. She grew posi
! tively white in the face.
“Oh, Fairy,” she wailed. “We are
disgraced.”
“Not a hit of it,” said Fairy coolly.
“I remember now that Lark was look
ing for the scissors before supper.
Aren’t those twins unique? This is
almost bordering on talent, isn't It?
Don’t lo'*k so distressed. Prue. Eti
quette itself must he subservient to
twins, it seems. Don't forget to bring
in the ste at a quarter past nine, and
have it as good us possible—please,
dear.”
“1 will,” vowed Prudence, “I’ll—I’ll
use cream, oh, those horrible twins!”
“<};> ill and entertain Babbie till I
come down, won’t you?” And Fairy
ran lightly up the stairs, humming u
snatch of song.
Hut Prudence did n poor job of en
tertaining Babbie during her sister's
absence. Slie felt really dizzy! Such
j a way to introduce Etiquette into tlie
j parsonage life Site was glad to make
i lier escape front the room when Fairy
; returned, a graceful figure in fine blue
j silk!
a little after nine she called nut
dismally, “Fairy!” And Fairy, fearing
fresh disaster, came running out.
“What now? W'hut—’’
"I forget what you told tne to say,”
whispered Prudence wretchedly,
! “what was it? The soup is ready, and
j piping hot—but what is it you want
me to say?”
Fairy screamed with laughter. “You
goose!” site cried. “Say anything you
like. It doesn’t make any difference
what you say."
“Oh. I am determined to do my part
just right,” vowed Prudence fervent
ly, “according to etiquette and all.
What was it you said?”
Fairy stilled her laughter with diffi
culty. and said in a low voice,
“Wouldn't you like a nice, hot oyster
stew?” Prudence repeated it after
her breathlessly.
So Fairy returned once more, and
soon after Prudence tapped on the
door. Then she opened it. and thrust
her curly head inside. “Wouldn’t you
like a little nice, hot oyster stew?”
she chirped methodically. And Fairy
said, “Oh, yes, indeed. Prudence—this
is so nice of you.”
Tlie three gathered sociably about
the table. Babbie was first to taste
the steaming stew. He gasped, and
gulped, and swallowed some water
with more haste than grace. Then he
toyed idly with spoon and wafer until
Prudence tasted also. Prudence did
not gasp. She did not cry out. Site
looked tip at her sister with wide eyes
—u world of pathos m the glance.
But Fairy did not notice.
“Now, please do not nsk me to talk
until I have finished my soup,” she
was saying brightly.
Then she tasted it! She dropped
her spoon with a great clatter, 'and
Jumped up from the table. “Mdrcy!”
she shrieked. “It Is poisoned!’
Babble leaned back in his chair and
laughed until his eyes were wet. -Pru
dence’s eyes were wet, too, bub not
from laughter! What would etiquette
think of her, after this?
“What did you do to this soup, Pru
dence?" demanded Fairy.
"1 made it—nothing else,” faltered
poor Prudence, quite crushed by this
blow. And oysters forty cents a pint!
“It’s pepper, I think.” gasped Bab
bie. "My insides hear startling testi
mony to the presence of pepper.”
And he roared again, while Prudence
began a critical examination of the
oysters. She found them literally
stuffed with pepper: there was no
doubt of it. The twins had done dead
ly work!
“ltevenge, ye gods, how sweet,"
chanted Fairy. “The twins are get
ting even with a vengeance—the same
twins you said were adorable, Babble.”
It must he said for Fairy that her
good nature could stand almost any
thing. Even this did not seriously
disturb her. “Do you suppose you can
find us some milk. I’rue? And crack
ers ! I’m so fond of crackers and
milk, aren’t you. Babbie?”
“Oh, I adore it. But serve a micro
scope with it, please. I want to ex
amine it for microbes before I taste.”
But Prudence did better than that.
Site made some delicious cocoa, und
opened a can of pear preserves, donat
ed to the parsonage by the amiable
Mrs. Adams. The twins were very
fond of pear preserves, and had been
looking forward to eating these on
their approaching birthday. They
were doomed to dlsnppointnnmt! The
three laid a merry little feast, after
all, and their laughter rang out so
often und so unrestrainedly that the
twins shook in their beds with rage
and disappointment.
it upesiKs weu xor tne courage or
Hubble, and the attractions of Fairy,
that he eume to the parsonage again
and again. In time be became t;he
best of friends with the twins them
selves, but he always called them “the
adorables,” and they never asked him
why. The punishment Indicted upon
them by Prudence rankled Id .their
memories for many months.
“The offense was against Fairy,”
said Prudence, with a solemnity she
did not feel, “and the reparation must
i he done to her. For three weeks you
must do nil other bedroom work, and
run every errand she requires. More
over, you must keep her shoes well
cleaned and uieely polished, and must
do every bit of her darning!”
The twins would have preferred
whipping a thousand times. They felt
they had got a whipping's worth of
pleasure out of their mischief! But n
punishment like this sat heavily uimmi
j their proud young shoulders, and from
I that time on they held Fairy practi
cally Immune from their pranks.
Prudence did not bother her head
about etiquette ufter that, experience.
"I'm strong for comfort,” she declared,
“and since the two cannot live together
in one fuinlly, I say we do without eti
quette.”
And Fairy nodded In agreement,
smiling good-naturedly.
(Continued Next Week.)
Notice.
The Union Saw Mill Company
will pay $50.00 as a reward to any
one, not in its employ, who will fur
nish information from which any
oerson shall be convicted of depre
dating or trespassing upon the tim
oer of said Company.
This 1st, day of February, 1906.
Union Saw Mill Co.
By F. W. Scott,
S»''". and Tr«as
Here’# to Laughter.
Here's to laughter, the sunshine of
the soul, the happiness of the heart,
the leaves of youth, the privilege of
purity, the echo of innocence, the
treasure of the humble, the wealth of
the poor, the head of the cup of pleas
ure. exclaims a writer in the New York
Herald. It dispels dejection, banishes
l-lues and mangles melancholy, for It's
tlic foe of wo#, the destroyer of depres
sion. the enemy of grief; it is what
makes kings envy peasants, plutocrats
envy the poor, the guilty envy the In
nocent; it's the sheen on the silver of
smiles, the ripple on the water's de
light ; the glint of the gold of glad-,
ness; without It humor would be dumb,
wit would wither, dimples would dtsap
) ear and smiles would shrivel, for It's
a glow of a clean conscience, the voice
of a pure soul, the birth cry of tulcth,
(be swan song of sadness.
Elusive Heirlooms.
I,idle Esther went to visit her aunt
Harriet for the first time. When she
returned she remarked that tier aunt
was always busy. ^
“What does she do, dear?" queried
tile mother, "to keep her so very busy?'’
“Why," said tiie little girl, “she
spends all day long In hiding her sib
ver in tifty different places so the bur
glars that she is sure are coming can't
find it.”
“Hood!" exclaimed file mother.
“And." continued Esther, “sha
spends all night limiting for it and
gathering it Into one pile in case ol
fire.”—Youth's Companion.