Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1910-01-05
The Battle
By
/! Cleveland MOffett
Copyright, 1909, by G. w.
Dillingham; Co.

or tWenty-e1ght tons week Tor the
combination. There's a nice profit in
that when you get it by the carload"
ut sounds good" unused Philip, "but
are you sure of enough bakeshops for
the combinations"
We'll have six before the weeks
out-that is, if you fix it so that we're
trusted for -four by the carload. You'd
better get busy"
Philip turned in surprise.
That's right" said Haggleton. 1--WE
look to you to get us -four direct from
the mills We're going to cut out the
jobber's profit"
"And you're going to risk all in this
scheme?"
what are we risking?" answered
the old man. Flour has a permanent
value, and so has a kneading ma
chine"
suppose these bakers refuse to join
your combination"
Refuse? Does a man refuse good
money if you offer it to him? Why.
within ten days all the little bakers
around here will be Offering premiums
for a chance to come in with u.s.
Meanwhile Haggleton had not forgot
ten that other boast of his that he
would make the neglected Moran home
as clean and orderly as a New England
farmhouse.
The iron beds had been replaced by
sleeping touches, neatly covered; the
cooking stove was hidden behind a
homemade screen, Joe's handiwork.
and all around the room ran shelves
with muslin curtains, behind which
were kept the many things that for
merly had Uttered the floor and been
piled in corners, in hopeless confusion.
Under one of the touches tin bath
tub was snugly put away. 1t was the
pride Of all but Moran, who looked
upon it with disdain.
Frightened though her life now was
in many external ways, Jenny passed
her days in profound unhappiness. She
loved Philip-Oh, how she loved him.
Yet how could man love a girl from
the Haymarket? STILL she was pretty,
very pretty at her best, and, after all,
Philip was a man. The faint of her
past was scared in her soul. She
thought that she knew men and their
beSetting weakness! She was pretty.
she knew. But, alas, what availed her
beauty If it made no appeal to Philip?
All, that was the point! Perhaps it did
appeal to him. Several times she had
felt his eyes on her in a way that
well, she could not be sure; he was
finer than most men.
Then there was the evening when,
believing her absent, he had entered
her bedroom. How he had started
back in confused apology, although
there was really no offense. Every
one knew that there was no privacy in
a tenement, so why make such a fuss
over glimpse Of bare arms and shout
ders?
These reflections had gradually led
her to conceive a definite plan-she
must talk to Philip alone, she must
find some way of getting him to the
fiat in the afternoon when the others
we're away. She could never ask him
herself-that would spoil everything
Joe must help her in getting him
there.
This plan was busily working in her
brain one morning shortly after the
launching Of the bakery trust as she
and Joe were setting things to rights in
the room and discussing Mr.. Jackson's
achievements.
Joe suddenly startled Jenny with a
momentous announcement:
Say, Jen, beginning today, / draw
ten homes week IL cut ont pool
rooms" '
'tHow?
I'm the bakery scheme"
1.-THE bakery scheme" repeated Jenny
thoughtfully. That's what Phil is
talking about all the time now"
Phil listens to what Mr.. Jackson
has to say, all right. He takes a lot
Of interest in him.
Yes, he's here most Of the time
Jenny looked at the divers picture on
the wall, her eyes widening little.
You remember what l told you,
Joe?"
About Phil? Sure. Little Jenny
wants him all to herself And If she
can't have him for herself then the
trained nurse lady that took away our
dear little star boarders to the hospital
had better look out for herself.
Il will tell you one thing" he OBJ
served. IF 1 was Miss Margaret
you'd not see me driving below Tween
ty-third street. No. ma'am. I'd make
brother cough up. He's got nothing
but money, or his wife has,"
How do you know that she has a
rich brother?"
''Why, you know it too"
II do not!'
"Why, Jenny, weren't you nurse fol
his kid?' -
"Good GOdv
Jenny stared at him with startled
eyes, then shifted her gaze beyond
him. She began to walk up anG
down restlessly, gesticulating, mutter
ing to herself.