Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-10-30

Nancy is a real beauty now" he added as
they watched the sleek fattened COW
chewing her spring cud with bovine con-
tentment "Thlnk of the fine milk that
will bC wasted. You and l can't get away
with it."
Everything that Peter and Gregory
touched multiplied with astonishing rap
idity. Each accused the other of possess
ing weird charm with growing things
With the development of vegetables and
fruits, to say nothing OF the barnyard of
prolific hens and Nancy's rich milk the
question of disposal of produce became
an imperative one.
Old Gregory, however, had a scheme
up his worn sleeve but he kept 1t to him
| self until he had made n round of all
the small cottages that surrounded the
farm. They were tiny bits of property
owned and inhabited largely by young
married couples with small children. 1t
was not easy to provision the homes with
fresh vegetables and the s~ounds did not
permit of gardening. The suggestion that
Gregory made to those housewives was
that he supply them with eggs, chickens,
fruits and vegetables al "A nominal price
Housewives one and all flew to the res
/ a ri
thon,seIves very Iucl,,, r., ohtai,J,',, o. -
nroducta so close 10 Tboi, our donr,,a,,s
;rhe question of milk was diGicuit 40
Nancy might not supply an entire com
munity. and one and all wanted Nancy's
rich milk.
1T means" laughed Peter. that Nancy
will have to occupy n smaller portion
of the she'd We will have to get n
couple more like her" He eved Cregorv
for a mometn very +bougbtf,lI,, .,Vo,,
know of course Cregor,J that mn, NOT
going 10 take the nroit fro,,, +bis h,,si.
ness. No. / am not,| he added swiftiv
seeing the incredulity i'm Gregory's face
You are going to take "A certain per
cent. but all the rest is going into that
hole In the old chimney corner against
the time Miss Stanwood returns You
sec, it Is really her farm and"
"a pretty farm it was" said the old
gardener, disgustedly; but with added
affection in his eyes for Peter,
Nevertheless, the COW. the chickens the
orchard and all are really belonging to
her. You see lido you not, Gregory"
Yes, | suppose So" grumbled the old
man, and turned away lest Peter Perkins
see that which had risen in his eyes.
Suffice 10 say the Stanwood farm he
came a paying proposition that quite
exceeded the dreams OF the temporary
owner The hole in the chimney corner
was stuffed with bills and silver and
the day came when another brick had TO
be dislodged and another bank started.
The brushes and paint had been taken
from, the attic room. and Peter ravcIed
anew in the blossoming orchard and MS
loved art one or two marvellous sl,etches
found their wav into the New York shons
peter had regained health botb mon
tally and nhvsicaIIv ana II was a most
attractive Iooling artist who Looked nm
s,Jdeni, one sunny daV in early snrSn,
,o SEQ a wood nvmnh standInr gazine
adniripqIv Mt his canvas
r,'. ,.'''',.s,' =, -,,,,,., J. -,
rus oIusnes mele suSPSt,'eI u III rlie eIsat
ar SO loNe,y was the SIT leI Niue @ hat
seemed llaue 20 sheiter tle beauty OF her
oval race. ana her deep @ @eiue eyes held
nlnt VI isal n, t'l'i't, i,t,' ole "ou'u 'a'e
ned save that refer stopped her
IF / could put you in this picture he
suggested frankly, Il could most prob
ably make several thousand dollars from
the canvas"
The girl blusched shyly and drew a
trihe nearer There was awe in her
aIanca Tha orchard as IL annaarad on