Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1890-06-28
An Eventful Day.

cts those WORKOUT shingles on the
roof" said Mrs. Barr, in the melan-
choly half whine which was habituai
to her. "The rain leaked in on the
boarder's bureau all night long and
she says she won't stay here if she isn't
to be properly protected against the
elements"
jamie tied the last puce-colored tulip
to its stake and Strengthened herself
up.
"We must have the roof mended,"
said she.
"Who is to do it p sighed Mrs. Barr.
"And if Mrs. Lepell goes away what
shall we do about the interest ON your
fathers old note ?"
"She won't go away, mother, never
fear" said jamie brightly. "Don't
fret. You'll see that things will come
right"
"But the shingles must be fixed right
away" said Mrs. Barr.
"They shall be fixed, mother" said
jamie.
"Who will do it?" impatiently re-
peated the widow.
81 will p said jamie.
"That's all nonsense !" groaned Mrs.
Barr.
But jamie had never been more SER
iously in earnest in all her life.
Mrs. Barr went to the parish sewing
society that afternoon.
Colonel Addison, from the Valley
hotel, who was paying his addresses to
Mrs. Lepell, the boarder, came with a
spirited horse and a buggy to take her
to the sea beach.
"Now is my time" said jamie exultr
antly, to herself.
But Mrs. Lepell came back before
she had got % yards away from the
house.
"Janie," she said, 81 forgot to tell
you that | left my three diamond rings
in the little left hand drawer of the
bureau. | might lose them in the
water. | thought l would tell you in
case of fire, you know, or any other
accident"
EYES," said jamie "but there won't
be any accident"
Mrs. Depell laughed, and ran back
to the carriage and the impatient
colonel.
And not until then did Jane per-
ceive that a tall, halfgrown lad, Turk
ing behind the porch rails, was waiting
to speak with her.
"Who are you ?" said jamie brusque-
ly. "What do you want No, we
haven't any old clothes. Ifyou really
want work you had better go on to the
new buildings about a mile up the
road. | dare say you can find some
thing to do there"
The lad mumbled out something,
whether thanks or otherwise Jan e
could not discriminate, and shuffied
away. And our heroine, slipped on
her hat and boiling the front door, ran
across the back meadows to Ralph
Parsons carpenter shop, some quarter
of a mile by the wood path.
81 want a few shingles" said she,
'and a pound of single nails"
"What for ?" said Ralph.
"No matter" calmly retorted jamie,
She nodded good-by and hurried
away under the canopy Of pink apple
blossoms.
Ralph looked admiringly after her.
shes a regular clipper of a girl
hat jamie Barr Y' said he. eff evel
I'm able to support a wife, that will b.
the n I'd choose"
Light as a thistledown, Jane hurried
back with her precious bundle o
shingles, and the pound of nails in he
pocket.
"Now I'll show him whether l cal
mend the roof or not" said she, as will
a hammer added to her stock in trade
she assembled to the garnet and climbed
an odd little ladder that led out through
! a rusty trap door to the steep roof
The slant was abrupt, the old shing
les were wet with the recent rain an,
slippery with green moss incrustations
but jamie Barr was not one lightly t
be discouraged, and presently she foun'
herself neatly balanced, with her fee
braced against the gutter, II elbo,
leaning on the roof, and the other han
busily tearing away the old single