The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1915-11-19
THE CLOSED ROAD
sy KEITH KENYON.

"hon bcft rorFy closed his desk on
Friday night he hadn't any very dis
tinct idea OF where 10 60, but as he
passed TO the elevator and looked At
the door Of the ONCE that used 20 be
Jane Tenny's he decided on q trip to
Piney Roads Jane Tenny had been
public stenogra pher, but when
things had grown dull In Wall street
she had given up her business ven.
ture and moved on to Piney Roads
TO seek her fortune IN chickens and
fruit farming.
II was q ak o'clock Saturday eve
ming and Bert decided that his frst
stop would be 1t me Piney Roads ho-
tel.
"It's a neatly kept little place"
thought Bert. as he surveyed the sym
metricai rows of hollyhocks on either
side OF the path. although II doesn't
seem very large"
Then he sounded his horn for some
one to come and take hts car, but no
one seemed to be stirring and there
was no sign Of q garage. He sounded
long and impatiently until at last
from behind the house appeared an
old man In overalla.
There amt any garage round
here" drawled the man. "You1I have
to take your machine down TO the
crossing"
Where is the proprietor" Bert
was getting impatient and. as the old
man seemed not to understand, he
added. the man who keeps the place,
I mean"
"Oh. now ] understand" drawled
the old man. chucklinG. 1T ain't .
man--it's q lady. She was back In
the orchard picking cherries. and she
said she had Just stepped In to tidy
up bit and would be out soon. Here
she is"
When Bert caught sight OF q pink
dress and then he recognised Jane
Jane, whose interesting. pale face had
grown positively pretty since her So
tourn in the country.
And how unembarrassed and cordial
she was! She really seemed to be
glad to see him.
From the garden l could see II was
YOU" she said. and Just had to take
on my sunbonnet don't want you
to make fun OF my farming"
There followed q few explanations.
No, ! am not the proprietor OF
the hotel" Jane assured him. There
must be some mistake in the road
book. In fact, you are the third
tourist today who has come here with
that idea. And you really came all
the way up here to see met Why
didn't you let me knowT"
Just then another car pulled into
that driveway, Q car Of French build
that made Bert's modest roadster look
Insignificant
Il say" called one Of its two occu.
pants TO the farmer, who was Just
/ making his way back 20 the orchard,
where 10 the garage OF this estab.
lishment? We'll drive right in and
you have the proprietor ready TO see
us when we get back here. We've
only twenty minutes for dinner"
That's the way It's been all the
afternoon" said Jane. when she had
explained 10 the disting uish cd looking
tourists that her modest little house
made no pretentions at being Q hos
! telTy.
That's q great disappointment"
said one OF the men. 1T promised to
be something out Of the ordinary In
the way OF inns. When ! saw II
/ felt certain you'd give us n dinner
worth eating whatT Back one road
! Thank you"
When Bert returned TO the veranda
from his room. Jane had solved the
! mystery
I've been looking at your road boob
and II says that the way to get "a
the inn is to turn at the Es sond road
after you leave the pike. Well. the
county has just closed up the first
road and put 9 row OF poplars across
II. That accounts for the confusion.
II was not until after James de
ightful little supper, served on thC
open veranda. that she showed bel
guest over the place. the orchards and
the berry patches. the poultry yarc
and the neatly kept truck garden.
But the worst Of II all L., shG
1bhAVHAEA IaAhEf NOtEldHyE " uO0An
pay any better than Wall street"
Jane. rye Just had an inspiration,
he said. very solemnly. You say thai
you want 20 make some money. Why
this very afternoon you have had I
chance 10 make more money thar
we've been making in Wall street tol
q week. or that you can get from YOU
farm for many q day. The inn doWT
the road 10 no good am told. and
the owner doesn't care whether h'
mas any patrons or not There ara
dozens CT motorists along here ever
day who would stop for dinner Of
luncheon II they knew you had gooC
things 10 eat This road catches Al
unusually high-class trafic. Thinl
about Il. and IN the meantime dom
write to the road bo3k people L
change the directions"
"It's too much Of IN undertaking