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

Gladys did look charming as she
stood there in her spattered dress. with
her unruly hair blowing across her
face-she never could keep those stray
locks where they belonged-and tho
rose hue of her cheeks looking all the
roster In contrast to the spots Of lime
on her nose.
81 thought you had outgrown those
foolish speeches." she said reprovingly
as she turned to the tank for another
bucket of water.
"Oh, ! sayr' cried Harold. Cant
you come for little auto ride? Let
the bugs enjoy life little longer-just
to please me-" he persisted coaxingly
as Gladys hesitated The comically
pleading look in his brown eyes was
irresistible.
81 really ought not to CO." she said,
"but would like an auto ride.
guess we can go for just little while,
can't we. Mabel|
IF we can have time to put on clean
aprons and wash our faces first" Ma
bel answered.
Eyes, We'll wait" Harold answered.
Though clean dresses can't make you
look any prettier than you do just
now"
Mabel made up q little face at him
as she turned toward the house. IF
you're going to talk like that | won't
CHI oh hon chOHtIpl'
In few moments they reappeared
looking as fresh and dainty as though
they had never held spray nozzle or
pillow handle. By skillful maneuver-
ing Harold relocated Beth and Mabel
to the back seat and helped Gladys up
in front.
"Now for q spinw he cried as he
seated himself beside her and pulled
back the starting lever. The machine
bounded forward. Gladys chung to the
seat, her eyes shining with the exhil-
aration of the swift motion.
"Isn't it glorious?" Harold cried as
he increased the speed to still faster
gait.
Mile after mile was quickly covered
by the tireless machine and they were
almost to town when Harold finally
turned around and started back at a
somewhat slower pace.
eve went 50 fast that I was almost
lost" confessed Mabel. That's Pear
sons just ahead, isn't 1T"
GLADYS nodded. "And there's JEFF
over in the field blowing" she said.
She leaned out and waved her hand
kerchief at him.
He waved his whip in dazed surprise
and stood watching the automobile UNI
til it was out Of sight. He paid so lit
tie attention to his blowing the rest of
the afternoon that the patient horses
turned to look inquiringly at him now
and then as if to ask what the matter
was. But Jeff was thinking. and his
train Of thought. though by no means
comparable in speed to q fast mail.
had all the pOnderous inertia OF dou-
BILE headed time freight.
By the time he had finished milking
he had come to conclusion. "I'm go
ing to do It," he said half aloud, slap
ping his knee. "I'll beat that stuck up
Du Val yet" And he went into the
house and wrote to an automobile
company for prices.
But If JEFF had known the trend Of
the conversation in the touring car he
might have been better satisfied with
everything In general and with one or
two things in particular.
"Who is that fellow" inquired Har-
old as they passed Jcff.
"That's jeff Pearson, one Of my best
friends" promptly replied Gladys.
$50 you like plowboys, do yOu?"
Harold asked, with quizzical smile.
Il like any one who has ambition
enough to do something" Gladys re-
turned. did you ever do any work
In your lifeT
Again Harold smiled that exasperat-
ing smile, though 1t was a trife less
self confident this time. whats the
use?' he inquired. Fathers got
plenty of money"
"If were boy" the cold contempt
In Gladys voice Jared Harold out Of
his accustomed self assurance, I'D
be ashamed to have no ambition but
to spend my fathers money. You
don't have to work for living, but
the very fact that you don't makes it
possible for you to accomplish much
greater things"
81 don't think you're hardly fair"
Harold answered. 'I'll probably set
tie down and go to work at something
after awhile"
Probably cried Gladys. "What
are you going to do?'
ooh, don't know" he replied. 81
suppose father will find me some
thing"
That's it-father, father, all the
time. Why don't you learn to de-
pend on yourself little? Why don't
you go to college and learn something
and then start out for yourself and do
something"
Harold gave the lever vicious jerk
by way Of reply, and neither Of them
said anything more until they reached
home.
Thank you ever 50 much for the
ride" said Mabel as she stood leaning
Oh the gate.
THANK you ever so much for go
ing" replied Harold. "And you, too"
he added, turning to Gladys. "And the
lecture-I'm afraid thanks won't pay
for that"