The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1907-09-18

MARION'S ONE ENEMY.
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By HlLDA RICHMOND.


my sister double-dyed decelver?'
NONSENSE" said Marion, sharply.
ut wasn't n whopper at all"
"You said you would be delighted TO
wash dishes for Mrs Walden, and, II
that isn't whopper, don't know
one" persisted Jay.
Il said | should be delighted to
help her, and | wlll," said Marion
Mrs. Walden was lovely when NAM
ma was sick. do despise to wash
dishes, but I'm glad to help"
We'll" observed Aunt Mary, 81
should think, Marion, you would learn
to conGler your dislike. The young
people of to-day are not brought up
right"
That was what Aunt Margaret ad-
vised." said Marion, with a wry face,
but | only got into more trouble.
learned to wash dishes 80 well that my
reputation spread, and am in demand
among our friends now when 1t comes
to taking care of fine china ut re.
ceptions and parties
"If your mother had made you wash
dishes when YOU were little, You
wouldn't feel that way now
Aunt Mary, have washed dishes
since | had to stand on steel to
reach the pan. | used to break the
plates until my wise mother took the
price out of my allowance If ever
keep house, | shall serve the meals
on paper plates and buy prepared
things In tin cans"
He that hath thousand friends
hath not one friend to spare.
But he that hath oEo enemy shall
meet him everywhere
quoted Jay with broad grin. You'll
have to fall in love with dlsh-wash-
j~g, Sis, IL you ever expect to free
Yourself from it."
THAT expresses my fate exactly"
sighed Marion, "but never shall learn
to like the job. There's one thing
about teaching, and that is there's no
kitchen work connected with 1t.
wouldn't have Mrs. Walden know how
feel for the world but | am often
tempted to smash her exquisite cups
because they are too precious for the
hired girl to touch.'
Better take my advice" said Jay,
comfortably but his sister shook her
head and ran to hunt UP a gingham
apron.
"You may be glad you know how to
do houseworli," was Aunt Mary's part
t.x<x .s.No -1,A 90 AI,.-
Walden's. 'I hope you will be able
to TT Yourself for teaching; but, if you
don't, a good cooking school pays
and you do cook very well for
girl"
Were going TO have picnic next
week, aMrion, and you must be sure
to come" said Cecil White, a butter
fly of girl who had been asked TO
help pour the tea, and certainly looked
like fairy in her lovely snowy frcck,
as she lowered about Marion in her
big apron with hands red from dish
water eve. are to go to View Point
before the season opens, and spend
the day. We are to take easily pre-
pared things, for the picnic is to be
very informal. Don't forget. It's
next Tuesday"
I'll go If there's to be no dish
washing" muttered Marion, looking af
ter Cecil with something like envy.
"Picnics are lot of bother"
But this one proved the exception
to the rule, for the boys of the
crowd generously bought cold chicken,
doughnuts, pickles, cake, ice-cream,
and all the other good things from Mrs
Wingate, who sold homemade dain-
ties; and for once the girls planned
to have a fine time without trouble
Just opening the hotel?" said Jay
in surprise, as they neared the huge
frame structure in the grove. 81 sup
posed the season opened earlier"
Let's be thankful 1t doesn't" said
one of the girls. 1--WE can have the
whole lovely place to ourselves for
once
And enough boats for once" said
Max Lanning. Suppose we fish first
before this June sun gets too warm"
All were agreed, and Max soon
brought the big row boat around to the
tiny landing. "If you girls are as
noisy as this all morning, you'll have
to go in boats by yourselves" declared
Max, ungallantiy.
How it happened no one knew ex-
actly. but the rotten edge of the land
ing crumbled away little just as
Max was helping Marion into the
boat, and both were thrown into the
wates The girls shrieked wildly.
but the boys dragged them out before
they suffered anything more than
hath in the shining water.
Come right up to the hotel" said
Mrs Walden, the chaperon, brlskly.
I'VE must find some clothes until
these dry. We have great reason to
be thankful that it was no worse"
Marion had often read Of beautiful
heruines rescued from watery graves: