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not In the book. He knew, for ne had
tried to find II.
THE maps will do" said the gen.
eral. who liked to locate every town
usually on the maps or In the books
before he undertook to motor there.
Desperate. Bartlett declared that II
was not on the maps. But the general
would not be daunted. They could put
II on the maps themselves II they
knew in which county 1t was, near
what post office
I'VE don't want to locate IT," said
Bartlett. growing stern and cross of a
necessity.
They found the cars waiting at the
steps and small crowd to see them
on and vile away the time before sup.
per.
Bartlett said, as he knew the way.
he would lead. I'VE need only two
cars. Mr.. Bachelors can can be left
until we return"
Three cars might come In handy
protested the general, who objected to
every suggestion not his own. on prin.
ciple.
"Why." asked Bartlett coldly.
"Mr. Bachelor might become offend
ed at US and want to ride by himself -
suggested Henrietta, laughing.
"Yes," agreed Billy. who. though
young and charming, was sometimes
lacking In that reserve that should
have stamped her fathers daughter.
ssIya era d,A asa Nuhfip~ each othar
now on change"
Henrietta flushed, the Watermelon
laughed and the general looked panied
at the thought of any possible lack of
congeniality.
my dear Billy" said Bartlett. ''the
third auto would be extremely handy
for you and your tongue. at least"
Billy glanced miserably from one to
the other. why. daddy. you told me,
yesterday"
81 have told you many things" said
Bartlett. both yesterday and the day
before"
He took the general by the arm and
gently but firmly thrust him into his
car. getting In himself ard taking the
wheel. The young folk could ride In
the tonneau and Alphonse follow In
the generals car with the luggage.
The cars started down the hill in
the first sweet flush Of evening. Birds
were going to bed with noisy upbraid-
ings. A few COWS ut the pasture bars
watched them pass with great stupid.
placid eyes. jaws going slowly. rhyth.
mically. 40 they waited for the milk
ing time.
The Watermelon leaned back In the
deep. soft cushions Of the big car and
smiled q smile Of calm and peace and
comfort. The car ran smoothly. noise
lessly, little breexes laden with the
sweetness Of the approaching night
wandered BY. on each side Of him was
. pretty girl. Tramping idealixed! II
was living localized. And that morn.
ing. hungry. shabby. unshaved. he had
been content to lie In the sweet lush
grasses OF chance meadow. under
butternut tree. with the convivisl
James and the corpulent Mike! He
crossed one well. pressed silken leg
over the other and saw by the way.
side. lounging In the shadows. waiting
for the car 20 pass. the two. James
and Mike-Mike fat. red-fsced. dirty.
his frowsy hat pulled aslant over his
small. bleary eyes. shoulders bumped
from long habit In cold weather. toes
coming out of his boot ends: James.
clean shaven, but otherwise no better
Ar.uanA mn ola hot hAx 90.
bacco with the thoughtful ruminstion
ri the cows watching over the pasture
bars at the end Of the wooded lane.
Billy nudged the Watermelon to call
his attention to the two weary figures
by the wayside.
Poor fellows" sid Henrietta soft
~. lest they hear her.
The Watermelon glanced At them n
lofty disgust and catching James eye
his own fiickered the fraction Of a.
inch and he raised his hands languid
~ to adjust the brown silk tie at hi,
throat. When they had passed. b.
turned and waved graceful farewell
He explained to Billy - they swept OF
into the deepening dusk:
"You might - well encourage thu
poor fellows. They probably want to
ride % well ~ l." And Henristts
fancied that possibly his father had
looked thus on . Sunday. In the pulpit
OF country church.
"yes." agreed BILLY. They may b
perfectly dandy fellows"
"Assuredly." laughed Henrietta
The stout one fairly radiatsd truth
and nobility. . manly. upright youth
Il don't care" declared Biily warm
". zoe can't always tell from ap
pearancss. You ought 70 know that
Henristta- Clothes doat maize IN
man."
Nor his msnssss.. isssAiasiy ~
torted Hsnristta.
Sure" said the watermeioa. "Fs.
ther used 10 say that manners didn't
cosnt any more than the good apples
on the top Of the boz 70 hide the rot
ten ones bensath.s