The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1913-08-22
At THE WHITE FARM
Story Of the Troubles Of Two
Girl Farmers, Their Pigs
and Lovers.
by MkRIoN GORDON.


walled Alicia as she followed her cou-
sin toward the big cement pen where
the pedigreed Chesters were roofing
around in uncomfortable cleanliness.
"You can't raise prize farm stock
without coming in contact with many
unpleasant things" retorted Gertrude
Lee, pulling her hat down over her
tightly braided and coiled hair.
Il wish we hadn't added hogs to the
farm, anyway" went on Alicia dlscon-
tentedly; "the cows are perfect pets
and poultry raising is too fascinating
but hogs. ugh!"
Gertrude turned a dark, weather.
beaten face toward her pretty partner.
You can fuss all you want to. Alicia,
but you will find that the Chesters will
carry of the first prize at the county
fair-and If everything does as well,
why we may take that trip 20 Califor-
mia next winter"
IF Uncle Gregory hadn't been SO
suspicious he would have left us the
money outright instead Of stipulating
that we must show ourselves capable
of self support for two years"
ut was a great idea-our starting
this stock farmI l just wish uncle
were alive now to see how well we
have managed" triumphed Gertrude.
"And that sneering Jack Fenway,
tool"
Gertrude you ought to give Sam
Halliday some credit; If he hadn't
been such a splendid neighbor we
couldn't have accomplished thing!
Mrs. Wells said the other day that
this was practically Sam Halliday's
success-not ours!" Alicia was talk
ing very fast.
Miss Lee flushed Indignantly but
said nothing. She pumped a pail of
water and carried it to the pig pen,
swaying gracefully at hip and shoulder
as she walked. Her short skirts be-
trayed high brown boots laced snug
ly over her slender ankles and she
skipped with agility through the gate
and out of the way Of the numbering
porkers. From her ample pocket she
produced small box of soap powder.
She sprinkled the powder on the
largest hog. dipped a stiff broom in
the water pail and proceeded to
scrub the bristles of the prize hog un-
til he was fluff of snowy suds from
snout to twisted tail.
A that moment a stinging dab of
soap entered the eye of the prize hog.
With one anguished squeal he broke
loose and banged against the un-
latched gate of the pen. The gate
swung outward and away went the
frightened animal across the barnyard,
down the hollyhock-bordered path. out
of the gate and straight toward the
road that ran past the White farm.
Gertrude flung aside her broom and
followed him. Alicia slipped from the
wall and ran after Gertrude Just as
the two girls reached the gate long
gray motor car swept swiftly down
the hill; there was just time to note
that the chauffer's eyes were dreamily
fixed on the peak of Old Man noun
tain when the tragedy happened.
There was startled hoot from the
siren of the car that mingled with
the dying squeal of the prize porker
The car jerked heavily and came to
a standstill. just as Gertrude, white
Tipped and with two burning spots In
her cheeks, few across the interven-
ing space to the side of the car.
"And then he woke upl" she cried
with bitter sarcasm as she faced the
bewildered young man at the steering
wheel.
''By jove, what have I done now?"
he groaned as he got out and peered
under the car. "Oh, a hogi" he cried
Only hog, eneered. Gertrude, un-
pleasantly. Only the sole means OF
livelihood of two women who are try
ing to De. selfsupporting."