The united opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1881-1970, 1909-07-30

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spree. and right beyond where the
brook crosses the oat field who should
Jump over the fence but that man.
Look at me, size me up-scratches,
ragged dress and all. He was dressed
in suit of blue overalls and straw
hat big enough for a hen to hatch
ducks in, but he pulled it off as though
it were a silk opera tile. Then he
talked about the weather and the crops
until you'd think he owned the farm
and was depending on the corn to pay
the taxes"
"Well, you know him." was the
mournful response. Hes seen you
when you've looked like civilized hu-
man being, while l. You know, I've
never met him, and I've been sending
him stories that he's never bought
and"- She broke down suddenly.
Bert Solberg, what will do? l don't
feel as though could ever face him."
''You can wear a mask" was the
friendly advice, "or you can dye your
face with some of these poke berries
and pass yourself off as one of a new
race. Or, say, what's the matter with
posing as Miss Merryweather or Mrs.
Peggotty? He never saw you and won't
know you from the mother Of Cain
and Abel"
"As though the pilgrims didn't know
who | was" Edith's total disregard
Of tense was proof of her feeling in
the matter. Besides, it's mean Of you
to laugh at me- There's just one thing
l can do, and that's to go home. and
I'm going this very minute"
She picked her sunbonnet from tire
grass with a jerk and flung It on her
head; then another jerk broke of the
strings.
81 don't care" springing to her feet
and starting of. "You may pick ber-
ries all day If you want to, but I'm
going before there's a ghost Of
chance of meeting that man."
Il saw him making for the corn
field" and Bert trudged dutifully after
her. 81 really wish you wouldn't go
home, Edith. Can't we fix It some
other wayY
Edith shook her head. The act of
shaking brought her eyes in line with
figure in blue overalls walking at a
brisk pace along the path. Bert
stopped short and laughed 1t WAS her
way of getting out OF trouble.
TOO hot for berry pickingY asked |
the wearer of the overaIls.
Were just going over to the other
pasture" fibbed Bert. 1.-THE berries are |
bigger there" Then she introduced
Edith.
Work won't begin until tomorrew."
said Mcpherson. "If you VIII permit .
III 90 with you. l am out On the
Same mission"
DO you think we will eaHy home
enough for SUPERB questioned Bert
We've promised our
landlady some for pies. and | have
always presumed that men ate mora
than were found in their pals Later
on"
He gave a ringing laugh. eff You
VIII follow my lead I'll show you her
ries bigger. better, ripper than any
you've seen this year. hwpepv
roamed this farm for years without
nhdlng out where the best ones hide"
mo. shall not go home" Edith de.
clared that evening. "I'il shesF him
before my month Is up that I'm good
Tor something. even IL can't write
stories. Besides. other editors kuv
them II he won't I'd like TO knew
how he discovered thSs ptase II
thought 1t almost belonged te u.s.
ASK him" returned Bert. For nv
part. I'm glad he's here. even If no
did catch me I'm my beggar nolo~. Rpt
he worked IHsa a scam
thrasher. He filed a ten ossrt Iii
while was picking four quarts"
I've a mind 20 ask the pTlerSu fl
Their TO let me ride the bazraka !.
Edith remarked viciousry. 4 used. "a
when ! was a girl. and I Intend 10
latch that bay colt and ride hbv, to-
morrow without a saddle. don't be-
ieve I've forgotten how
do. and he'll surely think Won "a.
Fable Of running a cattle uancb I'm
Arizona. even IL he doesn't accept your
tories"
He might suggest Il in the NEXT re-
'usal be sends me. was the somewhat
utter response. while a figure sitting
~ the window in the adjoining room
leard every word and went 90 with
he third reading OF a typewrittenl
which would have been
err familiar to Edith could she have