Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1906-06-14
THE BUTCHERS
BOOK
By OWEN OLIVER

W Ndinol uclp IL IL luty take no
tice of me. | think it is quite right
for them to be polite, especially when
they are big.
Carson Major is II, and taller than
father. did not know him till l
went to the school sports. and he
brought me a chair. | thanked him
OF course; and he sat on the ropes
and talked to me till the sports began
When he had won the first race, he
came back and sat on the grass in
front of me.
He did not talk to me all the time as
Mrs. Cattley said, because he was in
nearly all the events. He won five
first prizes and two seconds and the
cup for being champion Of the school
Lady Darcy Jones laughed when she
was presenting them 20 him one by one,
and especially when she came to the
hurdle-race prize-a little silver and
gilt clock. II was a funny prize for
boy but Mr.. Smith, who gave 1t, is a
jeweler.
you had better give this to your
mother" she said
my mother is in India" he told
her. He and his brother live at their
erandmothers. II is big house. They
are well of.
Then give it to the incest young
lady you know" she told him.
The doctor said something about the
judgment of Paris, and quoted some
Latin that | did not understand; and
Carson Major set his face as If he
we're running, and walked straight up
tC me.
"Wnl you accept this, Miss Mar
chant?" he asked, politely. The people
clapped and stared so that ! didn't
know what TO do; and he whispered:
you'll make me look an awful fool
II you dontm / couldn't be so hof-
rid as that. So when they stopped
their noise. | said: Thank you. !
shall like # very much"
kept meeting him after this. 1t is
funny how you do meet people. lie
always happened to be going my way,
so had to walk along with him. He
was really nice boy, and | used TO
tell him things; and he helped me adj
M the tradesmen's books, and make
out my accounts and things like that
Father and the boys liked him, too,
and we all missed him when he went
away for his holidays.
We did not go away that year, be-
cause fathers tales had not been sell
,ng very well. He is Frank Marchant,
the great author He is not SO good
nj business. know, because / have
kept house for him and the boys since
mother died. was only II then, and
found housekeeping very difncult
Now | am is. so | do not mind, only
the tradesmen's books. are a bother
They mount up so. was particularly
worried about the butchers book THIS
summer. had to let II run to send
Bob and Tommy away to some friends
poys want little change in the hoii-
days.
The morning that Dick-that was
Carson Majors name-was coming
hack. the butcher called himself. Ha
was very unpleasant, and said ne
would not call any more, unless we
Maid by the end of the week. was very
unset, and in the afternoon | thought
that a walk would do me good, SO
went along Bell Lane. That was where
generally met Dick. ! Thought
could ask him about the butchers book
If he should come. because he Is olaei
than /. and cleverer.
was half way down the lane when
I saw his head over the hedge 80
hid behind it TO surprise him ihen
heard him talking to some one.
peeped through the hedge. and saw nc
Was with a girl In a green hat. she
was ouite grown up, so that II was
very absurd of him. When they mad
nassed went home the other way
telt 81 worried about the butcher
book that | nearly cried.
The next afternoon sat in the nam
mock chair. under the mulberry tree
had nearly thought myself to sleep
when somebody vaulted over the fence
from the field. / did not turn around
hat knew who it was.
oI-I've come back, Molly, he SAID
| said: "O!'
aren't you glad to see mel
i shrugged my shoulders. l nave
learned when TO do that from iather
tales. us anything wrong2' ] raised
my eyebrows. - .,.,
I'VE are all very we'll" l told him
.srhe bows are away. if you wanted q
sea them" He put his hands into M
nockets and whistled. "Whistiing IS
not good manners" He sat against
the tree and stared at me.
81 say, Molly
Miss Marchant If you please
He drew a long breath
81 suppose you like some one eiss
better" he said - ,u.,