The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1912-09-29
CHAPTER XIX.
4 Broker Prince.

A Broker Prince.
IkSTAM going" said Billy with de-
termination.
= "We can't leave the general
alone objected Bartlett.
Il don't see how l would be able to
help the general any" returned Billy in
injured accents.
Il thought you could push him in the
car" explained Bartlett with gentle
sarcasm.
"You ali wait here" said the Water
melon. Il will go and get you some
| thing to eat and see about having the
car towed, also about rooms for the
night"
why not all go?" pleaded Henrietta
why wait here starving"
Il can go faster alone" answered the
Watermelon.
Certainly. certainly" seconded the
general. 1--WE would have to help you
girls over every wooden fence and un-
der every barb wire one we came TO.
You would probably even then get stuck
on one or under the other"
Il never get stuck on anything" con-
tradicted Billy perversely
Henrietta laughed. Billy, cheer up.
The worst is yet to come"
That house may be empty" said the
Watermelon. Then we would be all
over there and have to come back"
We've been in empty houses be-
fore" said Henrietta Grossly.
But what good would that do, to be
over there without food?" asked the
Watermelon.
What good to be here without gaso-
line?' retorted Henrietta.
Il cannot leave the car" reiterated
the general.
Father" exclaimed the exasperated
Henrietta, some night will find that
you have taken the car to bed with
you
Suppose we leave the car here"
began the general argumentatively.
I'VE can't" sighed Henrietta. Such
a supposition would be impossible with
you the owner of the car"
The Watermelon laughed Jaw, cut
out the conversation" said he. Il will
be right back"
so will l." said Billy.
Now the Watermelon objected. He
did not feel equal to a tete-a-tete with
the adorable Billy, adorable still, though
bit cross.
Cut out the conversation" .mimicked
Billy, and scrambled with more speed
than grace under the broken bars of
the worm-eaten fence.
The Watermelon leaped the fence
after her. Henrietta slipped under the
fence after the Watermelon Bartlett
hesitated one moment. glanced guilty
at the deserted genral and then fol-
lowed Henrietta
Billy and the Watermelon were young
and light of foot and soon outdistanced
the stout Bartlett, who did his gallant
best TO keep up with the nimble Hen
rietta, but found that the years of good
living told against him.
Henrietta waited politely for him at
the stone wall which Billy had just
scaled and the Watermelon jumped
What are we hurrying for?" asked
Bartlett. removing his hat to wipe his
heated brow
Il am sure | don't know" laughed |
Henrietta. Monkey see monkey do, |
| suppose That is why there is such a
thing as style. No one thinks"
II we waited here" suggested Bart
lett. our dinner would come to US"
AS the office 10 the man." agreed |
Henrietta.
Precisely"
Henrietta sat down on the wall and |
Bartlett leaned beside her, gazing over
the field to the distant woods. He felt |
comfortable and contented !
No matter what happened now. Batch
elor could not reach the city by Sat-
urday. The cotton ring was saved.
The scene before them was a typical
Maine landscape. rugged, hilly. beauti-
iul. with the long shadows OF approach
ing evening creeping across the fields.
From where they rested. the farm seen
from the road was hidden from sight
The whole place seemed desolate.
with a beauty and a charm
hat were all its own.
Henrietta drew a quick sigh OF
pleasure and fell silent, with dreaming
eyes wandering into the mysterious
shades of the distant woodland, her
munger for the time forgotten. The
,lace, the time of day. just at eventide.
romance, the one man and
he one woman. and the world not lost,
nut Just attained She wished she was
Billy. young and foolish and pretty.
md that Bartlett was the Watermelon.
ong-limbed, broad-shouldered. with the
ylory of youth that sees only glory
lown the pathway of the future.
Bartlett broke in upon her reveries.
See that hill" and he waved toward
he slope ahead of them.
Henrietta nodded. still wrapped in
Ter dream. The hill of life" said she,
with glory at its top"
"A railroad" said Bartlett, prosaical-
Y matter-of-fact. "a railroad has been
ut through the hill. See. there go the
hildren, suddenly out of sight
Henrietta came back to earth. How