The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1916-06-02

nave them. Father might telegraph to
Remington pater that somebody has
died, or that we've had fire, OK
smallpox, or something
"They are motoring here from Bos-'
ton, Paula, and left the middle Of the
week. We would not know where to
reach them by wire"
We'll then we still have two days."
Paula got up and took of her hat
For forty.eight hours I'm going to
clean the house till It shines. What
ever tho Remingtons find, Il won't be
dirt"
Bang! Bsnsl Bangi went the car
pet Leater welded by round, white
arm, strengthened and seasoned by
many rounds of golf and tennis.
Paula was talking to a man. She
had seen him pass slowly along the
side street as If searching for house.
"McManus has sent us a man do
believe.-Stop! Wait minGtei Are
you looking for Courtland's?'
"Yes."
Did Mr.. McManus, the employment.
man, send you?"
"Yes-but how"
"Never mind! There's no time to-
talk. No matter what you can or
cant 90 how-you are better than no.
body and we need you. I'll give you
an old coat Of fsthef's till your things
come. Then beat these rugs and
sweep them off. Get the hose in the
laundry and scrub the porciies and
walks. Shine the brasses around ths
front door and then come up stairs.
I've forty windows for you to clean.
Sounds like lot, but it's got to be
d6nei"
So ChSrlie banged rugs, scrubbed
stairs, oiled floors, cleaned windows,
beat eggs stripped the fat off the
ham, ground coffee, ran errands.
changed furniture and cut glass. AT
the last minute on Friday he helped
iron the curtains after Paula had
shown him how, and then after dinner
he washed the dishes carefully, put
thcm away and cleaned up the
kitchen.
Then he presented himself to Paula
in the library. Miss, I'm sorry, but
I've got to leave"
what? You cant go now, Charlie"
She sat down with shaking knees.
Sorry. but I gotta"
"But-why?"
my fddiily needs me. gotta go. I.
tried to help ali J could"
oh you did. Charlie. YOU'RE jew
el, But what will We do when the
company comes in the morning? No
one to do dishes or anything!"
''Mebbe the company can help"
Paula~la laughed weakly. Yes, may
be they can. but then again maybe
they won't. But of course you don't
understand Charlie. All right, il
you've got to go. we've got to let you.
I'll get your money from father. Four
dollars--is that right?"
The next morning the Courtlands
watched the clock anxiously. fearful
lest their guests should arrive before
the work was done. But things we're
in order aud mother and daughter in
faultless toilets when an automobile
containing three people drew up to
the curb.
Mr and Mrs. Remington were greet
ed cordially and the Courtlands wait
ed expectantly for the begoggled son.
who was busy with the car outside.
Then he came, and something in the
travel'worn suit and shapeless cap
seemed familiar to Paula. on came
the goggles. and behold-Charlie
The Remingtons enjoyed the situa-
tion so hugely that the astonished
Courtlands joined in the laugh. we
have heard from our son how the land
lies!" laughed Mrs. Remington, so
we are all prepared to roll up our
sleeves and pitch in and help
Later, Charlie Remington had a. few
words alone with Paula in the library
where he had handed in his resigna-
tion the night before.
Copyright. 1919 by the Mcclure Newspa-
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