Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1905-04-20

she command. She put away his offer.
"Oh, he'll come back! Only he
knows it's wrong and | like to be
obeyed.
I'D obey in a jiffy-if you'd tell me
to come ill.," Trent ventured boldly
Miss Barry was all occurrences for
moment; then wicked CLEAN danced
into her eyes.
s'Come-pray do she invited sweet
~. And a moment later he had tied his
horse and was walking beside her up
the graveled path where the grass
grew unrebuked. Everywhere there
was disorder, but it was of the pic
torial sort that has an attraction all
its own. To Hemingway Trent, accus-
toned to grounds that were bathed
and shaved almost as regularly as their
masters. it was oddly charming. His
companion, however, noticing bis mus
ing, lingering gaze, construed in diff
ferent way.
"Pities US, | suppose, because we
haven't head gardener and two or
three assistants she thought to her
self resentfully. Thereupon she de-
more
Its rather informal, | know" she
said glibly, "but I'm going right on
with my work And she led the way
around to the rear of the house. You
see, I've just been doing a few of the
small fine pieces myself; the China-
man brings them back streaked in so
many shades of pink and blue
She looked at him furtively, but it
was evident he was thoroughly mysti-
fed She was obliged to be more ex-
plicit.
washing. you know" she elaborat-
ed, pointing to an Indian basket heap
ed with linen that stood on the grass
Now just make yourself comfortable
and talk to me while work. And she
proceeded rather ostentatiously to
spread out some dainty handkerchiefs
and napkins on the adjoining rose
bushes, while her caller looked on in
shocked, speechless amazement.
''Oh, l say! You oughtn't to do this,
you know It's ridiculous it's an out
rage Get Chinaman who'll do the
right thing There must be one some
where"
Miss Barry became sweetly pensive.
Resignment spoke from every line of
her face
There are some,' she admitted, but
they charge. oh, fearfully' Then, with
hands locked behind her, she stood
back and regarded the bushes where
all the sweet rose faces were now hid
den from the sun with a virtuous en-
thusiasm. THAT saves papa as much
as a dollar" she said proudly, land
every little helps.'
Trent murmured something, he did
not precisely know what, so busy he
was trying to think what it must be
like, the financial condition that made
the saving of a dollar so great thing.
Brenda covertly watched him with
fendish delight, which was. it is true,
modified when she discovered that his
surprise was changing into sort of
awed admiration.
Still she managed to convey to him
before he took his dazed departure that
she usually spent the early morning
hours gardening, working in another
pathetic reference their need of econ
omy.
Promptly the next morning Trent,
clad in the most disreputable clothes
he could procure, might have been
seen hanging about the Barrydene
hedges When the daughter of the
house finally made her appearance it
was not so early, though, as he had
been led to believe. He walked in bold
ly, announcing with the simplicity of
the early Trents-the market garden
ones-that he'd come to help. Miss
Barry's face turned riotous red, and
she tried to dissuade him, but for an
hour or more he digged and delved at
her side right sturdily. Once begun,
there was no stopping him, and Carris-
ton watched the disgraceful affair
aghast. When later on the gardening
led to the usual result Brenda looked
! him straight in the eye.
Il fancy that l have angled for you
just as much as the others she said
breathIessly. But Hemingway Trent
only laughed
What difference SO long as / like
your bait?' he questioned.
Great Men who Were Little.
Canon Kingsley not long before his