The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-04-26
Copyright, 1909, by Doubleday,
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Copyright, 1909, by Doubleday,
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 Elnora proceeded. slowly, chatterin about everything along the trail. Phili was interested in all the objects sh pointed out, noticing several thing which escaped her. When Elnora turr ed toward the gate of her home Phili Ammon stopped, took a long look the big hewed log cabin, the vine. which clambered over it, the Howe garden ablaze with beds of brigh bloom interspersed with strawberrie. and tomatoes, the trees of the flores rising north and west like green wal and exclaimed. 'How beautiful!
 Philip Ammon was ravenous for the buttermflk, and when he stretched or the bench in the arbor the flickerinf patches of sunlight SO tantalized his tired eyes, while the bees made such splendid music, he was soon sound asleep.
  out with a table they stood a short time looking at him. It Is probable Mrs. Comstock voiced united thought when she said, "What a re- fined. decent looking young man! : How proud his mother must be of him! We must be careful what we let him eat"
 They returned to the kitchen where Mrs. Comstock proceeded to be care full She broiled ham of her own sugar curing, creamed potatoes, served as- paragus on toast and made dandelion salad and delicious strawberry short cake When everything was ready she touched Ammon's sleeve.
 Best have something to eat, lad, before you get too hungry" she said.
 "Please hurryr' he begged laughing ly as he held plate toward her to be filled. Its mighty kind of you to take me in. I hope I will be man enough in a few days to do something worth while in return"
 Tkst talked of flowers, moths, drag n flies, Indian relics and all the nat ural wonders the swamp afforded. straying from those subjects to books and school work. When they cleared the table Ammon assisted. carrying several tray loads to the kitchen. He and Elnora mounted specimens, while Mrs. Comstock washed the dishes. Then she came out with ruff1e she was embroidering. At last Ammon said he must go or his friends would become anxious about him.
 May come tomorrow afternoon and chase moths awhileT' he asked Mrs Comstock as he arose. "I've got to re main outdoors some place, and I'n, quite sure I'd get well faster here than anywhere else. Please say I may come"
 'T have no objections if Efnora really would like help" said Mrs. Comstock.
 In her heart she wished he would not. She wanted her newly found treasure all to herself for a time a, least. But Elnora's were eager, shin ing eyes. She thought it would be splendid to have help and great fun te try book methods for taking moths, SC it was arranged. As Ammon rode away Mrs. Comstock's eyes followed him. What a nice young mani" she said.
 He seems fine," agreed Elnora.
 The next morning Mrs. Comstoc1 called to Elnora, "The mail carrier stopped at our box"
 Elnora ran down the walk and came
 
 in which the position of lecturer or natural history was offered to Elnora at a salary of $750 a year, with $2O( for expenses.
 "It is a new position. They never have had anything like it before. suspect it arose from the help I'vs been giving the grade teachers in theil nature work. Mother, dear, l am go ing to accept this. of course. The wori will be a delight. I'd love it most ol anything in teaching. You must helr me. We must find nests, eggs, leaves queer formations in plants and rare flowers. I must have flower boxes made for each of the rooms and filled with wild things. I should begin tt gather specimens this very day.">
 Elnora was on her feet. Her fact was flushed and her eyes bright.
 'Can I help you?" Mrs. Comstock' strong face was pathetic.
 Indeed, yes!' cried Elnora. '1 nev pr can get through it alone"
 Ammon came whistling down thu walk between the cinnamon pinks pansies and stra wberries. He carried several packages, while his face flush cd with more color than on the pre- vious day.
 '4Only see what has happened ti mev' cried Elnora, offering her letter. 'Tll wager I knoww answered Am mon. Isn't it great? Every one IT Onabasha is talking about it."
 He laughed as he sat, breathing 6hortly.