Putnam patriot., 1910-06-10

MABEL AND GLADYS HERR WANT TO
 LEARN HOW TO rBusE APPLE TREES. soIcmniy. "t'm not making fun" he assured them. Let me take the saw. Jef." And he proceeded 10 give them lesson In practical pruning.
 Do you see how It's ionef" he ask. ed as he finished the tree and smeared some white lead on the larger wounds Don't try te leave pegs long enough to hang your sunfonnets Of. but cut the llmhs of close
 We're ever so much obliged" said Mabel Wed better be going home. hadn't weY' she added. turning to Gladys.
 Come in and get warm tirst" said Mir. Pearson "Ien n bring your horse around ln n few moments"
 Jen's few moments was nearly half an hour. and Il was almost dark when he drove Nellie up tO tie door
 Here's q few books you may be In terested h." Mir Pearson said as they started to leave Most of the folks around here don't think much of book farming. but Just as like as not they may be mistaken" He ehuckled, to himself as he closed the door.
 "Ain't there something can do to beip you with your apple treesY" ask. cd Jefr as he handed the lines to Gladys, T an't very busy now, and thought maybe
 ''oh. thank you! But guess we'll get along all right" said Gladys '.Geedhyr'
 Just as if we wanted big. awk ward boy botherlng around" she said to Mabel ns they turned Into the main road
 "Jeff's good if he is awkward" Ma bel answered. "l don't like pretty boys
 T don't like any kind ef boys" said Gladys Apple trees are SD much more interesting
 Mrs. Sanders met the girls with q white face as they turned Into the yard
 Your father k hurt awfullyH she cried He cut hls foot while he was ehonping wood and l can't seem te siap the hleealine" she caught her breath wiih frightened sob
 snld you phone for the doctorT ask ed Mabel aS she sprang te the ground
 something's the matter with the line. her mother answered. "l cant get any one"
 Gladys gathered up the relns and quickly turned Moille around,
 You cant drive that colt 10 town in the aark.' cried her mother. You % with her. Mabel
 ~ism not afraid. memmie," spoke np Gladys. eNou need Mabel more than do. Come on. Mollie,"
 IL was six miles te Brighton. the nearest place wherv she could get n ,ieeser. aud Gladys well knew that there was no time to lose. If The bleeding didn't stop She leaned for. ward aud spoke eoaxingly te Mollie The little mare seemed to reatl1e that something was wnoug aud swung into a stride that made Gladys heart swell with pride
 The feneeposis sped by In long. jnmhlesi procession. just visible in the
 
 dtu, ghostiy snow light Gladys kept her eyes tixed oa The strip af white road ahead Just over the end of it the north star shone brightly, Gladys rememlseTed the old story about the star that had lesi the wise men and whimsscaily wondered If tAis star was not there to lead her On and on they sped. Molile never varying from that lcng. steady stride that eavered the ground so quls kly and easily. ose. swa. tAree. four miles. and still the llstle mare showed 10 stsss If slaekensng her pace. There VAS no wind nothing bus stars and snew and that hong. never ending stretch of white reaa. II was glorious. this night ide. or wea.d have heea If x we're os se grsmsy necessary. Cant sou % just a little faster Al