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


all the praise of story writer's. Her
new dress was ruined, her shoes
squealIed with water, and her hat al
lowed red ana green streams to give
her the appearance Of an Indian. Max
was being helped into dry garments
by his friends, and in less than half
an hour the two young people made
their appearance none the worse for
their bath.
You go on" said Marion, half veyed
ana half laughing. you don't need
20 let us spoil the picnic. No, indeedl
wouldn't think of going out in these
clothes" and she looked at the cali
co wrapper provided by a woman in
the hotel kitchen. It was large
enough for two girls of her size, and
the carpet slippers We're enormous.
I'm stick to the kitchen, thank you,
until my clothes are dry"
YES, get out CT here" said Max,
amid the merry laughter at his mp
pearancc. His trousers were turned
up six inches, though he was no dwNf,
and his long arms protruded from
the sleeves. "Do You hear? We're
tired OF furnishing amusement for the
crowd say, don't forget us at din
n2r-time IL the clothes should be dry.
Do you hear?"
III put your shoes at the edge Of
the bake oven" said the woman in
the kitchen, kindly. They'll dry
sooner She waddled away with the
soaked shoes, and amid much laughter
the washing was spread on the
graEs to dry. The woman also set
on some irons, 50 that at the first
possible moment the garments could
be assisted in the drying process.
Isn't this dreadfu?" said Max, af-
ter they had forlornly wstched the
laughing crowd troop off. How on
earth are we to put in the tme?"
I'm going to help Mrs. Trent with
these dishes" said Marion, rolling back
her wrapper sleeves. Not that love
dish-washing, but like ideness in a
place like this still less. Better take
towel and dry them, Max. 1t will
help pass the time. think until the
end OF my days | shall be indebted TO
some cne and be trying to repay by
washing dishes"
Something smells fearful" said
Max later, taking his sixth towel. 81
wonder what on earth it can be?"
Open the doors WIDER" said Marion,
This is horrible."
Your shoes!" said Mrs. Trent, COM
ing in. Who shut that oven door,"
A cloud of smokJ rolled out as she
| jerked the oven door open, and drag
ged out the remains of the shoes.
IT'S wonder you didn't smell the
leather"
In spite of their troubles Max and
Marion laughed till they cried. Marion
looked down at her carpet slippers,
and Max took note of his number tens,
and then they shrieked again. "We're
doomed to stick to the kitchen all
day" they said, finally, and fell to
dish-washing. The dozens and dozens
of dishes unwashed since the season
before, dusty, sooty, and fiy-specked,
were reduced to orderly piles of shin
ing ware, which Mrs. Trent thankfully
returned to the cupboards she hastily
cleaned.
This is something like said the
manager, rausng in one of his flying
trips about the hotel Where did
you engage these helpers, Mrs. Trent?
I'll Put them on the force at five dol
lars week If they keep on working
like this"
In spite of the fattering offer tho
carpet slippers and number tens
thankfully climbed into the carriage
for the homeward journey. Mrs. Trent
was profuse in thanking them for
taeir aid, and it was a very jolly
party that arrived home just at ausk.
Il have such good news for you,
Marion" said Mrs. Morton, the in
stant her daughter entered. "Mr.
Randolph wants you to be companion
to an old aunt of his at thirty dollars
a month. And that isn't the best OF
it, as Marion's eyes shone. "She
lives in a college town, and is willing
you should take as many studies as
you can manage when you are not
with her. Mr.. Randolph says she is
peculiar, but very knd-hearted, and
you will have no trouble in getting
along"
ANY dish-washing in the job?" in
| quired Jay.
"Of course not. Marion is to read
to the old lady and drive out with her
when she cares to go. Five hours a
day will cover the necessary work
You will have good home, and plenty
OF time for study, Mr. Randolph says"
So to Petersburg Marion went, and
found Mrs. Randolph apparently de-
lighted to see her. 'I do enjoy young
girls" she said, kissing Marion hear
tily. I'VE will have good times to-
| gether. my dear.
Marion was surprised to find the
house almost barren sf feminine