The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1910-11-11
Among the !
Apple Trees !
n Story of Farm
Life
By CLIFFORD v. GREGORY
Copyright, 1910. by American .
Press Association j
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CONTINUED

Gladys looked up SuSplclouSly. are
you a policeman" she asked.
at doesn't make any difference what
l am" he retorted. You'd better re-
member what I say" And he strobe
angrily away.
"He isn't much of a gentleman any
way" said Mabel as she picked up he
reins. 81 wish papa had been here"
The girls drove around by the banS
again and added $50 to their bank
deposit before they started for home.
you're making money fast" said
the old banker kindly as Gladys hand
ed him the money.
Eyes" she replied; we're just selling
our apples"
"Snyder's getting them, l suppose"
said the banker.
Indeed he is not" Gladys replied.
"We're peddling them"
The bankers face grew serious. "Of
course it's none of my business" he
said, but I'd advise you not to OPP.
pose Snyder. He is a great deal more
powerful than you are, and he may
make you trouble"
snyder was just trying to brighten
you said Mr.. Sanders when they
told him about it that night. There
is an ordinance that peddlers must
have licenses, but farmers who peddle
things they raise themselves are not
considered as peddlers. The banker
probably does a lot of business with
Snyder and doesn't want to see any
trouble"
Cant you go in with us tomorrow"
asked Mabel.
mot very WELL" her father answer
ed. 81 promised to help the Burtons
thrash. IF Snyder says anything
more to you. though, I'll go with you
next time and see hat he gets what's
due him."
The girls had their load almost half
sold the next day when Snyder put in
his appearance.
II thought l told you this thing had
got to stop" he snarled, jumping up
to the step on the side of the wagon
box. You're running my trade with
your cursed peddling. Are you going
to stop itT"
Both girls shrank back at the angry
light in his eyes. They had never
seen any one in such a passion before.
The next moment they were aware
of something flying through the air
in Snyder's direction. 1t hit him
squarely in the back. and he rolled to
the ground. There was a brief strug-
gle, then silence.
"I guess he won't bother you any
more" said a voice that they recog-
nized as Harold Du Vals. Yes. you
can get up" he went on as Snyder
crawled to his feet. But If | ever
hear of you so much as speaking to
these girls again l won't leave you any
legs to stand on. Now let's see now
fast you can get away from here"
Snyder hurried away as rapidly as
his bruises would permit without so
much as a glance behind.
81 beg your pardon If | said any
thing | should not have" said Harold,
strengthening his moist collar. But
I was a little excited. To think OF a
fellow like that talking that way to
you"
.'If 1t hadn't peer for you | don't
know what would have happened,
said Gladys. 81 was almost scared
What an admission! laughed Har-
old. 81 needed something to restore
me TO your good graces," he vent on
somewhat ruefully. But I'll have to
say goodby now. | was just on my
way to catch the train. Pm going to
college"
Gladys held out her hand. Good
by," she said. you may mount to
something yet"
"Oh, no; that's expecting too much'
said Harold, with a touch of irony IN
his voice. "Goodby, Mabel. Pm glad
you're not as hard hearted as your
sister"
"Goodby," said Mabel slowly. You'll
remember at college always to be a
MANTLE kind OF man your sister
would want you to be-won't your
The whistle Of the train cut short
Harold's reply, and he raced away to-
ward the depot with a final wave of
his hand as he turned the corner.
Mabel looked after him with troubled
ewes. 81 wish Harold wasn't so hap
py-go-lucky.' she said. 81 hope he
won't get in with a fast set at college"
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