Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1910-06-24

Wv no Sdlu inc upI'ic Niop was q i"i'
ure i'm New York;" exclaimed the
stranger.
Gladys held out the paper toward
him. Read 1t for Yourself" she said
The buyer gathered up his reins, with
scowl. It'll be a cold day when
you sell those apples in this county
he said as he drove off.
"Why didn't you let him have them!'
cried Mabel, turning to her sister
'That surely was good enough price
for us"
Good enough If we can't get more,
replied Gladys. "But we're going to
get more"
How do you knOw?"
"Alr. Pearson said so. He just
phoned over and told me about this
fellow. He sold his apples to him last
week before he found out anything
about it. Then he began to get sus-
picious, and he found out that Mr.. Sny-
der. or whatever this fellows name Is,
is trying 10 corner the apple market
in this county and sell them for two
or three times as much as he Is buy
ing them for"
But what do we care what lie sells
them for as long as we get our mon
ey:" persisted Mabel.
"Why, don't you see, as soon as he
gets the price up We'll sell ours and
get twice as much as we would IL we
sold them now. Let's go to dinner"
They stopped at the mail box on the
way and found a note from Beth In
viting them to a picnic the next Sat
urday.
"a picnicw cried Mabel jOyfully.
1--WE haven't been to picnic this
year. I'm going to do my hair up on
! top Of my head. Shall we wear our
white dresses or our blue skirts!"
II think you'd better wear your blue
skirt" said Gladys judicially. white
dresses are such a bother to do up.
I'm not going"
"Not goingw cried Mabel, staring at
her blankly. why nOt?"
II promised papa to do the chores
and look after things
"Well. so did /. But we can get
some one to milk for us at night, can't
we!'
Gladys shook her head. II don't
care about going anyway she said,
and Mabel knew 1t was no use to
coax her.
Harold and Beth came out after the
| girls the morning Of the picnic.
GLADYS isn't going" explained Ma
bel as she handed her lunch basket
to Harold and climbed up beside Beth.
"Where is she?" asked Harold. Let
me see If can't induce her royal high
ness to change her mind
But Gladys was down In the back
pasture sailing the sheep and refused
70 be found. so the others were forced
to start off without her, much to Har-
ODDS dissatisfaction.
Mr.. Sanders had just started his fall
blowing when he was called away,
and he had intended to finish 1t wher
he came back. But to Gladys the l0ns
stUbble field with its one narrow
streak of turned earth was chal'
lenge, and ever since her father had
left she had been longing to try her
hand at the plOw.
So today, after Mabel was safely Out
Of the way and her mother too busily
engaged with her Saturdays baking
to notice what was happening outside
| Gladys hitched the three horse team
to the sulky pillow and started out to
the field. One OF the three, a colt
which Mr.. Sanders was breaking fol
one Of the neighbors, was little skit
| fish at first, but after few rounds
he settled down and pulled quietly
along with the older team.
Everything went well, and Gladys
was enjoying herself immensely. T.
all at once, as they were coming -
| the east side of the field, the point OF
| the plOw unearthed bumblebees
nest. With an angry "zipp-p-p" ont
Of the enraged insects shot past Gladys
ear and planted its sharp sting be
tween a couple Of the colts ribs. He
dashed back viciously with both hind
feet and started to run.
At the same instant two or three OF
the bees began to jab the older horses
and the whole team started on mao
run across the field, followed by dOz
Ell of the outraged insects. AS sool
as they turned so as to bring the fun
row wheel up on the solid ground Il
plow cut only thin slice-nOt enOue
to retard the speed Of the frightene'
team. The colts first kick had jerke
the lines from Gladys hands, ana lie
she chung helplessly. to the seat viii
the plOw bounced up and down as
was jerkel along over the rougi
ground.
In a moment more the horses hat
reached the road that led to the hOus
and with quick turn that almost NJ
set the plow headed toward home
There was field Of corn that hid thu
road ahead for few rods. The team
scared out OF their senses by the bang
ing Of the whiffietrees against then
heels and the clatter Of the plOw, We're
running at full speed. A moment later
they turned the corner of the cOrnfield
and made straight for the barn. As
the road ahead came in view Gladys