The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-08-08
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te turn nNp-AnExhour Of theAastytwenty- 1e1R with . Isquest. that I come and hl1p hglng hsne tho vemaips. You 1uaSt be qrsee a., silvGr ton6ued ex- 1orter. arsAEtsysu, s0tsve2s
 { 8tephen Oh1sra< was. .silent~over the spapee which Jeo4 4anadp plande6.s shimHear- 1erAn tho eveu1ug;,enit Ahe.lack of any 1e6x on his part togo sintosdetails did '1ok trouble sh1s sSquest1pner. Eat Joesat sa4Id bobbedzhisshead over swhat would Nsvvr cease'to be-a zs1racle.snShis eyes.
 And he1lssticksthis ting, ,''he vented hi1 wonder saloud. -Hs's Surely going .to sticki" Then he smiled widely. AAnd I reckon yeu,ll: have to admit that I handled the small part that camo my way with, ea1es and dispatch when I tell you that he didn'tscatch 60 1nnch as one1enesom6pair allsthe4time Twas dealing. I'm ashamed of my eelf haven't seen such a mean, s<zeoked game of stud dealt since came eastw (
 Garry was very quiet the,next.morn- slng wheu he and Steve went back to their work; before noon came his un- Y
 easiness had become very apparent to fhe man he was ,assisting. But neither IT silence nor his nervousness any Jcnger worried Steve. Instead the latter
 II himself smile ever both those out
 ward evidences Of inward panic, when ever his th0ughts were on Garry at all For the latter's dinldence as the day 0Ged became q fushed and warm checked thing, until at in the after- noon Steve could no longer withhold 4he suggestion for which. wordlessly, Gorry was asking.
 $Joe was more than half right'' he xenarked, ono eye to his level, '.in apite of the fact that we refused to ftake him seriously. We can't let those poople come 1n and find everything teQ h6peleesly uncOmfortablc, so per 16b9 you'd better run ahead now,
 Gary, and rec what he has accom- plHheA. I don't want to leave this speE mysslf unt1 have some figures epsn which I knew I can rely. But ~yea A1gAt rin ahead, if you will. I'll
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 1t was csuchod n, thA form Of re- Qusst but Garrys face famed. He Ngnt albedt-a bit reluctantly. And hs see1ped mese than, lev times in his e1inb from the edge of tho timber to ths loor of Stsvesl shack. But ouce - ha4 passsd over tAe threshold to AnA that unrecegnizably trim room omDty, his. face srsw heavy with dis Appetntnsnt. He was on the point = going back outsfde to scan the bowl ee the valley when . tall, short skirtod AGnre. 'enveloped in . voluminous apron which Txt Joe tn . moment of
 n1staken zeal had once provided for the cook boy, nashsd through the pas aageway from the kitchen annex and earely missed catapulting into his ufms- Miriam Burrell, pink faced from the heat Of the roaring wood GtoHe and smudged with -four on fore bead and cheek, lifted her apron and gNmg it like . nag of victory.
 '1'velfound it," she sang triumphant 1y. Tive found ont what, was the mat ter! Td just forgotten the baking pow der, that was alli Next time'- Then she recoguised him. With out oefefched hands stfll clutching the edge oe her apron, she stood, almond eyeo widening, and scanned. him from had to foot Even Steve, who had Seen with him evsry moment. had 10ticed thstAour~ to hour, change that h44 been fakhg place in Garry1s ap- psAr1uee. To the. girl who had not Desn. Mm- fer .weeks. that flushed, self eonscions man. was . different Garry thAn che had never known bafore. HungxaD her ga2s went from open ehlrt t. caked ,bcets, from steady hands to clear eyes which made her ~wn eyes shy. And then Miriam Bur fed1, cool and poised Miriam, did what many another ma1d in 2 checkered apron has done in similar situations. Dhe lifted that s&1R slnSham to hide her unuttsfzble happiness. But be- fore he could speak she found her voice, nor was 1t very steady at that.
 '1 thougbt you were that party of adlcrs come back, 7 Ahes hcsitated. "How .---how tanned yod are becoming, Garry! \ thought they-oh, I can't tell you how glad am, to see'you so-so well. A 0 AAuAA06 piSCulVS TOT .S0Qpe1-tQ8L 4, I've just been practfcing until now. 1tseemed as though I'd forgotten some tning that was necessary to the recipe, 6eeokas they were natter after they MD cooked than wheA put them in the oven. And most marveIously heavy teul But 1t was just the baking pow dr. that was all. Do you-do you xAiuk yOu'd care to help?"
 Steve was very late in returning to samp that,night. Throughout the rest Uk the afternoon he set himself a pace 1nee deep h slushy mud which Garry eould not have maintained. But when n pa used there in the dark where he A1Ways stopped fer moment and a tu- 1u1t of voices swept down, to meet him n forgot his fatigue. He had lfftpd VI battered hat from his head, striving e 62Bt1ngu1sh single note in all that vrsbIe ef,gkiish laughter, when, framed unddenly against the background of Aleht within, he ssw a alagdsr a1hou- Gtte take up its scat1on in the door ERame. Ba5basa was stil1 ,peerfng out pcross the darlness when he came up oaAak