Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1913-02-22


didn't come at noon you wouldn't be
here till night. and was wondering
how was going TO get supper with
tout you"
Beth stared aghast at this recep-
ton. II was evident that Mrs Marsh
had mistaken her for some other ex-
pected person. In a few words she
explained who she was and the disas-
tier that had bcfallen her finances.
I'm awful sorry, Miss Tilton." said
Mrs. Marsh when Beth had finished
her story, and II seems too bad that
you have to lose your vacation after
all--if II was out OF the season I'D
tell you TO stay any way. but we're
crowded. OF course. and every room
is engaged. ! can rent yours tomor-
row"
"of course | will pay you for the
day or so shall remain" explained
Beth
MY land wish you was walt
ress-l'm so short Of help" bemoaned
Mrs. Marsh. suddenly turning to
subject that appeared to he on her
mind. Annie Brian left yesterday
and sent to Beechmont for another
girl. and I've been expecting her by
every train. To tell you the truth,
thought you was one"
"Wouldn't ! do?" asked Beth
You wouldn't want, though it's
honest work. Miss Tilton.' said Mrs.
Marsh. eagerly
I'll do IT," agreed Beth. If you
will allow me TO spend every after
noon out OF doors after ! have fin
ished my work. In that way | can
pay for my vacation and get some
good from IL. too"
THAT will suit me-now. what shall
I call you?"
you might call me Lizzie" smiled
Beth. I'm glad brought plenty OF
plain cotton dresses along II you
will lend me some aprons Iii begin
now"
little room is clean and cool and you
20 lie down and rest till 5 o'clock.
Drink a glass OF buttermilk first and
help yourself to cookies from the jar
on the table there
Thus Beth Titon began her strange
vacation. which was half work She
did not write home to her family and
tell them of her loss and how the
vacation money had vanished after all.
They would be disappointed-the
had all helped TO get her of She
wrote OF the pleasant people who
were stopping there. Of the games OF
tennis and croquet. of the fishing in
the lake. the long tramps over hill
and dale and OF long afternoons which
she spent In a hammock under the
apple trees in the orchard.
She told them about Bruce May.
nard. who was stopping at Wildwood
Farm for few weeks. She mentioned
what he had said TO her in many
Interesting conversations held under
the apple trees. but she did not tell
them that some of the feminine
boarders were shocked al his atien.
tions to the pretty young waitress
and how she had at last been obliged
TO avoid him
Then one day Bruce Maynard went
away and life NJ the farm became
very dull for Beth. but she continued
TO be the best waitress that Mrs.
Marsh had ever employed and she
was well liked and courteously treated
by all the boarders.
At last came the first of September
and with II witnessed the departure
OF the last boarder. Mrs Mars him
sisted upon Berth assuming her proper
name and position. The cook was
able 10 manage all the work now and
there followed a week of idleness.
She had paid her way and had
money in the handbag 10 pay her way
home and yet she was not quite hap
by. Life could never be the same 10
her after meeting Bruce Maynard II
fate had been kinder she would have
met him under more favorable condi-
iions and there might have followed
something more lasting
The night before she was to leave
for New York Bruce Maynard came
Dack. lie tOund MIS-, mdIsH slt'in6
alone on the front porch
i've come back 10 marry your
waitress. Lizzie Triton" he said
bluntly Where is she?"
She's gone" smiled Mrs. Marsh
demurely. In her place is Miss Beth
Tilton--who really came here to board
with me. but took waitress position
because she had her pocket picked on
the train"
Where Is she?" insisted Maynard
just as II he had not heard her *.
PLANTATION.
Il believe she is watching the sun
set from the orchard fence"
But before Mrs. Marsh could com.
plete the sentence Bruce Maynard