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The Brockport republic. (Brockport, N.Y.) 1856-1925, August 30, 1923, Image 3

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^jlve. Penfleid's eyes were fixed on ice. JiThat's\ why you ealfte* here— e loft and-=-\ . \ ' '/ ISI^Mre. I wanted to be 'round as sually as possioTeTTvel#SrEe3 ev*ry\ \el Gould concoct fed worm myself lHl^to that felletfs life. But he was a ypHck one In his own line, He's been ^Stringing me on a real-estate deal, and Hipfve allowed myself to be strung. Of Ifdrsehe didn't suspect\my* object, buf g^lj sort o' made him, nervous, hanging ground and getting in with his eronles.\ I'lgV. \Uncle Jerry, you're worse'n a wom- ijfflajn-aojyak- gpKGn. niayTie a star detective, but you'd Ir^JSever make a, reporter. Now will you jl^l^ndly stay still in your tracks -frill [7s7*ybu»ve * ol d m e what you wanted hJm Ig7f6r7 w :^\OJh f that\T Jerry WEsJontJiuckledr \Yes mebbe I did, overlook that, Jt's en In my mind so long, Why, fee's. \JSffen a leader* in \a riag that's been Iying_.druga to a lot of fiends, in rchange-foMheir-passing off-eoun*er- _^ money. Choice circle, and a.big \Tone too! All nations represented—Chl- «nd whitest Lottie-put aae w4se ^5^ their money-factory. I was sure <; they had one, but—\ *^~f*<EBttier MrsM»enflel«l eaiHe~toTier feet. \What do you^mean?\ \Holy smoke, Car'line, don't get so t^«rdted! Lettle didn't know what she J?f WJEB doing, and I hain't never men- [-•4-tloned it to her. Catch me quizzing a IffM^orttlHsri\ oveTheararisertwir- ,ting Bosley, 'bout slinking into a house -'nistt to one of thefyacant lots* I |.~T7jiugged the lean-to and listened; but, .infill old more prowling.tKan ?\\ Lettie has fore I found the vacant lot ^aud the bouse. Raiding It was part of r=«You see, yesterday I got hold of -one of his dope fiends that was willing \ftT wueal on hira, so last naght T£e \What's the Matter With Thad?*\ a small matter compared with Thad, but—\ \Thad! WhaTF flie matter with. Thad2\ he reiterated. Briefly she told him. He shook his head. \If you want to raise that Lettle kid, Car'line, you'll -have-to train. Heme af the recklessness out of her. She had a naurow escape. Our men raided that Everldge street house ^ast night, hunting for the plant, £fi(L.tlt&j l^-fe-pot It through as smooth ast silk. -The ?tTfeller bonghf.the stuff with:-money 'we could have identified In Slam. One our own men was within witnessing ^HMatance, too. Some of the very powder you were guarding yesterday, ^Gar'line, fa one of our choicest ex- •*. biblts today. We sure got Bosley; \ darn it all, we got him!\ |-ry- *3 8'pose,\ said Mrs. Penfleld slojely' ««tbat Mrs. Bosley's been honoring me =w4tb her packages of counterfeit Kraey mid dope, .but seems-HB If\ it Jcasn'i very clever—\ ~ •iietover-'iL,.Jerry \TOnsfon^oQli-Hitt- word out of her mouth. \She was the life of the ring In the begimiing, but tely she'd lost her -nerve, and Bos- \fl«Ey*sT had ffie devITs owii time to keep \her* front preakhnr away. Sire aiatft care-if Bosley-got caught, so long as -she'd cleared her skirts. If tire house eoV tbfr-goeds /,- weren't going !o he there; ^eeY'JflnT: i*ny of these folks so clever that they lop'tdo something foolish ifore they're through,' \Poor thing!\ commiserated Mrs, Penfleld. \I wonder what'U become of \*«*\ —r — ^aweTlT-\^«fll^teB^yQU^Slie?ff-gef ^hurfTBght,- too. She \was\ staging an traUed-hep-fc -Sixteenth street station, just in time r ^sttioK <»n the .fecat for: s°mole^ 4Enat gave her tw-o-ehanees* i^to^goon to San jK\Fanelgpo~or come\ ;:^r» pack on a thrbuglr train. We tele> \jraphed the police on the nthgi-slflta fo Batch tne~3erry.; Ifien 'we waHiJa\ for limited—and there aae jjgri-wag-i—<3ee, I was glad. The more of' Imcx. i israia fteitp to. turn, ae ^^^* r ^^ fc ^^v-^ IJB i ^J^^. rpeomeissid^fronr her usual-earnings? pg*'n'8B\r Welt suvthe. little-lady vvent P^TJightTip through the ropf_of,the sleep- er first off; then she came down and pp^nelted into tears. Some- confessionTfe |p»'*jot out of her! That's how I got bold Ot a lot of things I been telling you. Seems 'twas you tipped her off that she'd better get \out of town.\ - \Ii Why, I didn't see her last eve- •ilng.\ te s. He laughed. \No but you tele- pf'fjphoned the police from Mrs. Catter- •fcs&hox'rand she told Mrs. Bosley as a ggf piece of neighborly gossip. 1 came ||C around to hunt up Mrs. Gussle and away. Gollj!,. i ,w«a .Sflirry. for 'em both,\ dejaared Mw. Penfleld thoughtfully. ''Folks that talat up thejr lives tbat way ain't real: ly grown wp. But;;9hjr Ducie Jerry, 1 nig to get that money back. You can't Imagine what a weight it lifts. It was •He. T^CJWPytUC, BROCKfORT, N. Y. THUf ft|E?AY, AUGUST 30, im. T&gt eolojf jeawae. np-ia hla broajsed :We~\Wi3I*'\I-^dam^ h,e-«tani«ierecE \Ifa Wly of you to think of it but—but t hope I can't— that ls~-wel^ \we'll talk it. over.\ jtte^ jcant be thankful 'npugh-that-Tm go^ jneans,*' thought Mrs. Penfleld in sur- prise. She watched. Uncle Jerry went up Miss Hapgood's steps. a . \Oh-n-h V she breathed. She ceased -to wonder. They shot at her.. She—she ain't ex- pected - foTTfver T . \.\\ThereT\thpre,\ Car'line, don't get white over danger that's past. It ain't likely, to happen again, Prob'ly Thad came in and saw Bosley take the money, and Bosley Wasn't running any fiances or being' \\\told!'6u\ tin Tie onuincpl out o'f town? Then spme of his cronies would have turned Thad .loose again—only we stopped the plan by calling a halt on all their doin*«. Cracky, t got to be going. I want to see If I enn't land a job somewhere on tlie strength of this/* ... The doorbell .rang sharply. Mrs. Penfleld found h knot of her neighbors In the. driveway, dlscusKLng. the news- paper \accounts of tlw-rainianalEhiraf- rest five sus»eet& Eagerly Saey in- vited her into their .fomparisun of ex^ citing events, feeling sure that through Jerry \Winston's Intimacy Willi Frank -Bosley—she^-would ha-ve-i»a*vy- Interest- ing details to contribute* But when she merely listened and added nothing, they were surprised, incredulous, even resentful, JErom—ihour to hour -further- items were unearthed, dragged into the small community, arid shareo* gener- ously in an impromptu e©«neH of aU tlie u*n«M». ^tnT-BasteyrtHTtfTwr beeit • popular; tlieir d(«vnfall bad therefore a satisfying element that lent peculiar piquawey to everybody's verston. Blood was-a-tingle with keenest stimulation; -fee-air was cloudy with cxelfttaattaig; -itte7o^^re^)^ayin , artflck-oTrm-scaae- hoW—you been so kinder poor and low-down and everything. Josiah says he don't think it's fair for folks that've been poor to- suddenly come into money. 'Stead of look In' down on 'em, he's got to all of a sudden look up-and-r-\ \Oh laughed Mrs. Penfleld, \tell him not to twist his neck on 'count of me. I ain't coming up very far.\ \It's quite a change,\ sniffed Mrs. Wopple. \Why you're goin' to be as -a*4tajMof-ii87'ain't--yott?' i - •-•- ' Mrs. Penfleid's brown eyes danced. \I wouldn't go so. fax's to claim that. But I'm glad to have more rooms for the children, and things more home- like, It's wonderful to have an IB- come. Didn't seem as if there was any way font to happen. 1 ' ' \Folks say ifs from a laundry, 3 * -sug-- gested Mrs. Wopple. \Yes—a formula I'd worked out for washing~ool6rea*\clo'es and silks and>—\ \J put starch in the water,\ insinu- ated Mrs. Wopple eagerly. wa • Mrs. Pefllield smiled. \ 'TIsn't starch.' fit'. I ltT\a*\ mixture I never beard of any- body's -usings 1 '— : —— '\It's strange \how Smart you \was and didn't any of us s'pect it,\ re- marked Mrs. Wopple tartly. \Me I think of lots of things, but of course I never-tried- to- seH-*enh—Jtwiah earnla' .Nor Ms tbere any pejccepilbLe dlinhv. ntion the next day'—or the next, tod acarceiy^Cliad^-Jhe^^drlveway—-gossip- - T nresyeugravedr thinned a trifle when Mrs. Penfleid's thoughts were given a vastly different Mr. Crashaw came to Interview her.- He had seen Mrs. Weatherstone; he had^ seen the hangings, He offered Mrs. Penfleld a hundred dollars in cash and ce^o-th-auM^t over-^We-got-beF-1^\\.^°^ ^'\^^J'^-laggg^^^^^^^^ la and a certain amount of supervision nntlt its? wa<» shoul«rTie~mqSrt'rert 1n fTig .la' s ot whidi he had _various ^ctuujfe^ _•_ . '2t wiii meanT' ne mid' ner, Jl about a thousand dollars a year-^more, as the business grows—but you can be as- sureuVottltat-ainoiHft^———: :— Tt\ seemed \a- \fortune to Mrs. Pen- neid. - She- had-difneuitytn tempering business attitude. To have a steady i \«vas Just in time to catch a gllmrJse of her taking a-\ taxi. I'd ha' caught her at the station if the darned engine m si ps&i Our New Serial Story Hie Brown Mouse By Herbert Quick - aaiiaNH^ai Do Not Miss It •*Wura\**\me!E7ar aiffereht life for\ ffie . children. After Mr. Crashaw had gone, she. began t0 plan exactly what that/life, should be. For one thing, she wpuld surely be justified in givinp; up the management of Tbe Custard Cup, which was rapidly precluding, other duties. With significant .luxtaposltlon, the fact\ that *krs. Sanders, was leav- ing her flat, flashed into her mind. Mrs. Sanders was going to live with a cousin In Sonoma county and help take care of a large family of chiltlren. Mrs. Penfleld could- rent that flat, ft would be the pleasanter because a friend had lived in it. There would be .conveniences, a more satisfactory num- ber of rooms.. She wnuid keep_ up her laundry work, but under far easier con- ditions. .There would be school books, clothes, plenty to eat, a fund slowly growing in the bank.*- Oh; everything would be different—and safer. Per- haps. Uncle Jerry would— She broached the subject to him as he-came- around tfre-houserfi'oiTr-a-fly-- lng trip to the loft—Uncle .Terry with the new position With a- pfivate-de- -~teTtl\vTr-tJureaii and with twinkles more lively than ever In his kindly eyes. \We could give you a room, .t(ncle jerry. We could take the dining room for-*.\ tramped rapidly out of the alley. \Well T sure wonder what he CHAPTER XX! A Chance for Another. iifMist-Penfleld-U'-- _.---_ ^ - *, - -, \Yes*; jeome right 'to, Mrs. Wop'ple. I ^>nly -got to finish washing out this—*' S0h^_^aB%-st*pr- : M;is-7-Pe«neldr---I just heard this here story 'bout your movin'.\ .•-',\- ^•¥e%\ said Mis.- Peafield happily. Tin going, to jnove tomorrmv into Mrs. Sanders' flat.' Ain't it fine?\ Mrs. Wopple shook her head in be~ ^'T don't know. Seems BWjplr*ger\f6r~lhe arrIVa~pTXTcaulir van the- f iillowing mornlng^It ^was-«vK ous eye had taken in the outfit of apple boxes as thoroughly as had the -morr ei^cal-^aTrenof-MTOT^opple; ~ir f was also evident that she had made her selections wi^h more discrinuna- tion than had Occurred with the as- signments previously bestowed upon Number 47., *| \The''four. bedJ.and the bedd.injf= also the four mattresses,—so comfort- able that they logically necessitated the alarm clock which was found tick- ing in a small box—were suspiciously new, but everything else bore evidence ofjiaving been used, a fact which made the gftftv the pleSsanler, . . - It was astonishing how quickly and adequately tbese furnishings were fitted Into the flat which had been Mrs. Sanders'. The two large plain rugs to the living-i'oom and 'dining-room, the small rugs in tbe bedrooms, the beds, a small dining table, plain chairs, rocking - chairs,- to. say nothing of a set \of blue dishes ami a ooi - oT jfiaM. ^seilnz3fie3Fe?3rerfr i'linafili: tfirorijrh the thia gaper covering- So* Hfrert the window. \ \_ \Oh Uncle Jerry,\ she called! \eon» right In and see ev'rytlnng. **•'• just—j;_ _ -j'__ \' >__• Well—oh—well, Car'line,\ stam- mered Uncle Jerry, 'Tm in kind of a. flurry^-'I—ril come in later. I —I got some news for you.\ , She looked Into his genial faca, ruddy-wlth. .embarrassed color under the tan. \Oh I know,\ sho saiff softlyV \TTou've fixed it iip wlFh-^- with—\ • \ ^ • He nodded happily. \Say ain't I lucky? 'Cause she's the real tjhing— and SCH-SO fine! I didn't scurcely b'lieve siie*d take -a-rough- 4>ld—imifc.- ^-?-^..lJ j.Tl^^ -^-' y y^ —A \Tractor savesiiQ: is not the whole story. It s*vc« ticularl^r in hot weather. But thM js not all. It increases productloii through better cultivation. You can wait until the ground is fit- awl then ao the work in a hurry. You Can get 24 hours of cofltinup# ^eme^\out : # 7 a^rafetoT^ herman like me.\ , „, ^.. . , , -,--,» *. « - r- n \I'm delighted she did,\ responded ' , There is one very important consideration—sufficient V<^MM Mrs. Penttehi\warmly.\\\'TTr-'yirirl^^ see both of you having a' home.'\'' J The \Wheat\ 12-24 will draw two 14-inch plows through aKal& She watched Wm go on. up Miss md other sod^up bills.or under -hard plowing conditions. It easflf Hapgood's steps, carrying his shoui- runs the large size silage cutter, ders-proudly, hearing flowers to the* gentle lady who had put aside that eould be ehanged to lit; dresses and coats that could he remade. There were four, pictures Ja plain frames, When Mrs. Penfleld had unwrapped i There is no better, equipment than that used in the \Wheat A 4 „ ^ „, ,. iU - n< f 'i Vou get it fully equipped—-no extra parts to touy. jirearas-to-livethe life of the present. 1 TMP ~\ --- — - r —. ±~- Then alie closed the window and went i...\..« .. . , _*..» . 'epaws-and sp^e=:parfeitr i mhTWlhl;^ , WheaT T is now Tn~BrocKpoTtnogether wini bark—to-her • workr iThere was to be a supper that-in If your TTactor ofrany make is out of commission durinir the •mere was 10 ue n auputsr uitH»~4n i. j • L •« x r r /»« itself would be a Dou B «-w8TaiIPS. WW* \ r J sh season ' under - SOme C,rCumstanCeS ' ^ e WlU .-i\?* y° u one ^ <* niwi ^rs. reiiueiu uuu uuwrappeu her usuil1 forethought Mrs. Penfleld ' && gaP- \ ~ Wlfltfll| . CM x' ,. nnm hlktnmr „ them she stood back with her linger ' had told the members of her family ! Call to See it as the Clutch Control and Seat are now Vtmg fC- \L.ettle» with an assumption of great big moBey-tife-way-he-doesr I-don?t-|-ear|lessna8s. - i'lt's-daifdyv but we been have to/^ \No surely not,\ agreed Mrs. Pen- field, genially. Mrs. Wopple turned t© go. \Well riTfuH'in Just as Boon's you get your apple boxes moved. I'll want to see how you*re\getrm v onr Ami sny.^ttts' PenfleJLd, even, if your stock goes up, you won't' never forget what close neighbors we been, will you?\ ^^o # -^rSn^^ppIe^e\ver^\pfpmIseia\ Hrs. PeMeia wafinly. Anrasediy she admitted to herself that Mrs. Wopple had not been far wrong about the apple boxes, which had served the family for multifarious purposes during the monHis that were past It was different now—or would be tomorrow.. Mrs. Penfield had de- cided to-purchase a few pieces of fur-\ niture, to be paid for In installments and\ TO form tBf~tnirieus of a real home,, real in appearance as well as in spirit She was about-to-set fortfr-en-tlris ^rramT\Tv*ReTi amarrm rrvery Turned the crank In the erstwhile barn-door at Number 47 and delivered a letter to\ Mrs. Penfleld. She* /op*ele\d* the letter \wonderingly afid fead it t^Ice -oeiore sne could comprehencLits. mean- ingv- It was-written-on-heavy-white paper, with Mrs. Weatnerstone\r\tfd . \Dear Mrs^ Penfleld:\ it ran. \WH1 you do.me tbe-Jjonor^tp accept a few 'ttPUde^-wliU&^-Jume--gutto around the house in the course of our refurnishing and shall send to you to- morrow?., _Tbink of. them, piease,. as the eo-operation-of. one> aiother with -If- at •any-thBe- you-s one else who is doing for forlorn chil- dren \a\ service sTmlTar 167 yoiiF own, wm .yon-Jdndly let- me know ? -' ;; - ^'Sin^ratyjyoiHS,\ J.™*--' - - Mrs. Penfield dropped the letter arid sat^for a long time, thinking. \Mrs. 'W^Tte^HBHe*g-^ot-Te6t xffieHiigs^'^Ss {he thought uppermost in her mind. ''She- knows I wouldn't .accept \ass- hex imgetuqus delist Into n seemly t thing for myself, and she'totoifs Ijiatft refuse thingsT Tor cnildren' that\ aMI TJry j ~o^var m Between^thertwoT^r* , aott't' lee's I can-do anytlirhg-j-except Ito thank her best I know how.\ Mrs. PSnfield would never forget the leaadays between Christmas_and New Year's.* As never before she had realized by how frail a shield she was protecting three children from want, andsuffer-ing, A slight disturbance^ the established routine could reduce •them to immediate distress, and as rapidly as feasible she must accumu- late, an emergency fund which would make a recurrence of those days^un- possible. She was realizing, -too, that with every year now, the «hlldren would le ^gitimately require a greater outlay, If they were to have the equipment to which tliey were entitled—the ordi- nary advantages, the training for some particular work, the clothing which could not always be homemade. Both m her own home and here In The Cus- tard Cup she had dealt with young •children; she had not by experience struggled with the increasing demands jivlth increases in years. Mrs. Penfleld gave up her shopping plan and took off her hat. She must waTrtTir~fne~nature oTTKe **Tc?w~arT3- cles\ was djsclosed before she could select the things which would be mosi needed. She had, however, taken the letter 80 literally that She was wholly un- > • # pressing out the smile on her lips. \All right,\ she acknowledged un- der her breath. \As Lettie would say, I get you, Mrs. Weath'stone.\ The pictures went up, and the tin' can labels went down' together with the lifelike bananas and the vigorous old man who advocated cigarettes. THf tristaliatlori of Bonnie Gerald ine was one of the first ceremonies to take-place^- She-and. her- winter quar- ters were transferred In toto, and so skillfully that she seemed not to know Tfeflarsfae had moved at all, which is the. greatest tribute any lien can pay to a cnahge 6T abode. It was far otJnerwtse with the \ ydurig* \Tillbus' ter Caesar Penne'd- He wat wild with excitem*eflt aTwnmd~t§;iJe foreibiy~dF talhed in the new \Back yard until he should take a saner, less active view of the life of luxury^ about to unfold around him. **Lueky—tiling we've - got aim, thought-observed Grink.— -l~ couidn't- iieTer Hold up my nead In a stylish place like this less we had us a nice dog.\ °\I ain't so bowled over,\ declared that it would be a -fln^ spread—thia arranged. See the one of extra large size just completed for Town- time with supplementary details that' ship work. It will run a threshing machine.. » . added overwhelmingly to the weight J Our price is away below that for any other Tractor of equal of her statement. There were to bl power and equipment. - muffins and honey forjhe flr§r.e»urse; , i n ^b e ^i ls0n _ Bt ,j ld | il ^ flert { 1 _ t> f and for the second, a tapioca pudding. It was only the middle of the after- noon, but preparations were already under way. Crlnkf had been dis- patched to the store to get the honey, Mrs. Penfleld was setting llvil% fine ever since I froze on to this farnlly,\ \Children;\ said Mrs. Penfleld brisk- Iy F \you're riz In tbe world a s.top or two, and there's responsibilities, con- nected with It. Higher up the ladder your moral nature. Now there's one thing you pluuib sure got to do from now on. You got to give up prowl- -titrg:'' ;--- -« - - •'Oh,'* scoffed Grink. jastly relieved, **l \bout gave that up' when I got a stendy job a eoupla hours a day.\ \I don't prowl,\ contributed Thad, nl» soft eyelashes raying out from Ms widened eyes. Lettle was silent. \I<mean you, too, Lettle,\ continued Mrs, Penlield. \From now on, you \can't prowl; you can't be dragging in stuff; you can't scramble over dumps,\ . \Why Penzie,\ cried the child in dismay, \all my life—I've had To^- •nd I ^ot the habit—and—\ _ \You've got to give it up,\ repeated Mrs. Penfield firmly. \You'll have lots of other things to do—-study and read -and sew and cook. \Toti must re- meni&er that you got a flfle home now, H^raxpedto sleepyIn^nniTgnuid\cHTel' to wear, and heaps to eat—ai}d you •gat to* live up to it. The Hattte %aater Go, the table In the dining-room. From the window she could catch a glimpse ' of the hills, kissed green by the recent J , rains. Last week it Bad been winter* ' today it was spring. Witir the charm- j fug caprice that is <3aRf ornia's, Janu- J ary had said: \I was trying to give -you some winterrbur I~ couldn'rTroldT ~ to it.\ ; Mrs. Penfleid's heart was full of \.'thankfulness aa she set out the,dishes '__ Brockport, N. and placed the silver. She even ar- ranged, a centerpiece, a smair vase eontaining^a-tea rosejfronrTrtush-thafr Mrs. Sanders had raised. At last the ' children were to have the surround- ! lags tbat help to nurture the homa, feeling, a feeling which persists if . it is tacorporated in one's childhood, but which is never built up in exactly ; the same way if that childhood passes • without it Thoughts of other\ day'i,' thoughts of the other home that this [ one called up, knocked jjerslstently agalfist Mrs. Penfleid's brain, hut she ' refused to let them enter. Like Miss Hapgood^ she would^—ltvg- -\rr ^tlnr*— present. i The pudding was made. Lettle was beating the white of the egg for the frosting. f sulimlny, ain't .this. fun!\ she es> claimed. \I've always wondered how -\tattle- stared at lier-solemnly nut of\ : * 0 °S : -s- wlde black eyes. • It was evident that tne-wreckage of the world-was calling rlety, with the'oromise of-endless po- Jn It hain't got nobody left—not nobody.; Its folks wasn't related to any other Mnlte\va-1 - tel fe Sf -r- Aa d -ev'rybody -that'^oineg-io- 1s talking 'bout it. 15 Crink galped tot\ breath, ^but jerked out his statements with wild gesticulations. J'EJv'rybody't saying what'U become of the baby, and It'll have to go to a 'stutlon, and so-1 thought ntebbjfr-\''' \Oh Uncle Jerry,\ She Called. 4 tentlallty. Her thin chest heavedi She threw out her arm in a gesture of utter' renunciation. \All right,\ she gulped. \I'll. do it If it kills me. I gofta stay with you, Penile.\ —' It was while Mrs. Penfield was ex- ulting-with Crink over.i.tha possession' -Tjff\~a\ front- window, which -gave .a charming vle^v of the driveway and the pepper tree, that she saw Uncle Jerry coining rnpidlr into The Custard^ Cup, in Ms arms nn enormous sheaf of long-stemmed roses, glowing red it felt to beat an egg. I could keep at It tiH kingdom come.*\ \ I Crink burst in at the kitchen door,; \Oh; Penzie,\ he cried, \ev'rybody's sc ' excited down to the store! I got to ' go right hack, but 1 had to bring the— ' here's the honey—and tell yo(S quick.\ ( Mrs, Penfleld tool? down the can of sugar from the shelf above the sink.' \What is it, Orlnk? What's hap- [ pened?\... \. _ '...\__ '_ ._'!--—1 gfe-stood-hi front of her, brentbing\ hard, his eyes shining with eagernesir j \Oh there's been a furrlble accident, and— ther father -and--mother were-;— killed, J>ut*the baby wasn't and—\ J \Crink what-areyou talklng-aoouty* demaiided-Mrsr-PenfieldlnTdlsmay. ' \Why JPenzie, the baby. EJv'ry- ^^theTrstore.-!— Lettte reluctantly , reHnqulshed thp eggbeater, -butTfenrously 'BdVDCated~tlHry Infant. \OFenzIe^ let's i It'd be such • -^nri Golly, fd loro to^have-a^-V \I\ Tars, f enneta surreo sugar into -mm beaten white ami spread^ne frosting' TTHIS pidnres an all-tod-frequeut^itiF^ ation, And the man is thinking juft what any of us thinks under like conditions. Here's a real suggestion I . __ _^ -4 Make^hat-Erd witEilje rent^ mon^r_ iy lhex>thei jwayl- - Watch ^he-expie*- sion change-when he-or yoti^-pays rent to himself. .-- ~r- : Build a home of your own. Stop pay- ing-tent. : , \. —-— L Gordon & Son >'.\l • ••&$ •ail -yd —-^ over the pudding. \What's your Idea, tlgflarmeygHaaflHrsne sHdTae disif ^Mo the oven fur the Bnal-browning. ' ''Well, I thought mebbe we couhj jalt» it. Ton'gee, \we *h\*B5^'got\ any baby now—Thad's growing up so fast. can! we base JtuoIeafie^Fen.- zle,\ begged Lettle. \A baby's Just what we need. There'd be a heap -more variety lfc-iL '. \Yes it'd be a good way to get variety.\ agreed Mrs. Penfield, look- ing fronvone eager face to the other. \I expect you'reJight.. Fact is, X. been kind o' worried all the afternoou, thinking how fine we got ev'rythlngi and how much we got to do with, and bow easj^ it's going to be. Why, I hain't got a thing to do now hut keep the house and do the washings and look after you three children; I don't have to watch The Custard CUM 't all any more. I know I ain't going to feel right If ev'rytliing's so easy.\ \Oh then you Will-— Oh, Penzie, won't you hurry .and get there 'fore anybody else wants It?\ \Land Crink, there nin't never such ( a rush as \that. But I'll change'my! dress right now and we'll go down-— wherever it Is. My. goodness, I can't wait myself to get hold of that blessed 11 baby.\ \Ev'rybody says it's a fine 'on«s\ put in Orink enthusiastically. \It's heaittorj you lmow—and ev'rything.\ \Oh we'll have such fun raising it!* salt Mrs. Penfleld briskly. \I just know It's'?going to 1 work out grand.\ £THE BND2 BABY BLUE ayonnaise The Queen of All! Salad Drewing^ The finest made. Jt»r the thing for the picnic, I or the tabled at home. Baby Blue Mayon- naise is made of the fin- est products and put tqo in E-Z,seal jars. It m-]' on a money badk guarantee at W. |l. L^e's and Ray Davis' Grocery Stores and a,t James Gallagher's Market. w '\.' Once used, nothing else will do and thfc a cpst|s les§?-— #' :$ - 4 TO BABY BLUE FOOD ft ^^^^^^^^^^ttl^S^^a^ftAiil :•>• i*.. :vmm. M£ . .SW!pJL

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