The Marshall republican., 1910-08-26

come home, and when he finally
- did get back he found the plow-
ing all done and the girls picking ap-
pies.
I'll have to help you now to pay you
back" he said, and. in spite of the
girls protests that they didn't need and
didn't want any masculine assistance,
he put on his overalls and began to
help them gather the luscious fruit.
In accordance with Mr.. Pearson's In
structions, they were placing the ap-
pies In huge piles and covering them
with straw until they could provide
come more permanent place to store
them.
II wish we had cold storage house."
said Gladys. "These Wealthys won't
keep very long any other way, and
they aren't worth much now"
"You ought to have sold them to
Snyder" said Mabel.
I "You don't catch me selling apples
to trust" Gladys answered. "I1l
make them into pies and let Jeff eat
them first"
"What are you going to do with
them?' her father asked. "There must
be nearly seventy barrels of these
Wealthys."
1--WE might make them into cider"
suggested Mabel.
1--WE thought of better plan than
that" said Gladys. "The Glen City
Cold Storage company stores apples
for dollar a barrel, so Mr.. Pearson
told me- The Wealthys will keep in
storage till the middle of February,
and by that time they'll be worth 81
or $5 barrel"
The next day the girls left their IA
ther to pick apples alone and went to
town to talk with the storage man.
eighty barrels, did you say" asked
the manager when Gladys had explain
cd what they wanted. II guess we
can handle that many all right. What
did you say your name was?" he went
on, drawing his book toward him.
He gave a surprised whistle when
Gladys told him and excused hims Nlf
for a moment.
"rm sorry" he said as he came
back, "but find that we haven't any
tuOTe rOOIu. 1OOu udy.
The girls stared. at him in blank sur
prise, and 1t was not till they were
halfway home that Gladys suddenly
exclaimed: Its Snyder's doings, Ma
bel. You know, he said we couldn't
sell our apples unless we sold them
to him. But Wen show him yet"
81 don't see how" Mabel objected.
"We'd better have let him have them
and saved any trouble"
1t took about a week longer to fin
ish picking the apples. After they
were all piled and covered with straw
Mr.. Sanders helped the girls load up
wagon load, and they started for
town to peddle them.
They found It no trouble at all to
get rid of them at dollar bushel,
for Snyder's corner was already be-
ginning to make itself felt. BY the
middle Of the afternoon the entire
load was gone. The girls drove around
by the bank, and Gladys ron in and
deposited SIS. There was shll S12 left
Of the money the apples had brought
The girls had long before agreed that
some of the first apple money was to
be used to buy that long wished fol
silk dress for their mother. BY the
time they had selected the dress and
trimmings to go with II and reached
home 1t was almost dark.
Guess what we've got for you
mommIer cried Mabel, dashing int
the kitchen like young whirlwint
and throwing the folds Of the dresi
around her mothers shoulders.
Mrs. Sanders was an undemonstra
tive little woman, but she had to gath
er up thesnew dress quickly to keel
couple of teardrops from falling Of
It
"What would do without my tw'
girls?" she said and then turned t
her cooking as IL nothing had happen
ed.
But the girls understood, and whel
Mr. Sanders came in and the suppe
dishes were done they made the littl
mother sit In the rocking chair Will
they draped the folds of silk aroun'
her, and their father agreed with then
that "she looked just like a queen.
though he had a very hazy idea wha
queen looked like.
wasn't 1t fun?" said Mabel Jus
before she dropped to sleep that NIGH
"Let's spend all our money that wa
instead of going to college"
The next morning they were up an
had their wagon loaded when the su
came peeping up over the haystact
1t was hot after the sun began :
shine, and It was hard work measul
ing out apples. but the money ker
coming In. which made the work seer
Ia great deal easier It. was fun. tot
2 in a way-there were y many diffel
ent sorts Of people. and they made 9
many queer remarks.
There was the old negro mamm
who hailed the "apple girls" as a d.
liyerance from the daily fare Of drie
prunes; the wistfuI looking old ma
who said he liked apple pie, but hi