Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-10-12

The house aud buildings were spot
less In paint and ~whitewash; the yard
was raked Clean of every dead leaf and
twig; the whole establishment was so
neat that Caroline remarked upon it.
at looks as Il If had been secured
ne said.
"Gm-hm.' observed her uncle. with a
.sratiEed nod: that's Abbie. She hates
Grit verse than she does ~laziness, and
that amt sayin' "A little. I tell her
she'd s%andsoan the weather vane if
she could Climb up to it. As It's, she
stays below and superintends Dan
while lie does it"
Miss Baker had planned that her
Dung guest should sit in state, with
solded hands, in the parlor. She seem
I'd to consider that tie proper conduct
for a former member # New York's
best society. But Caroline refused to
sit in the parior and be company"
She insisted UPON hc'ning. Miss Baker
protested and declai ed there was moth
ing on earth to be done. but her guest
Insisted that if there was not she her.
self must sit. As .Abbie would have
as soon thought OF attending church
without wearing her jet earrings as
she would of sitting down before din
ner, she gave in after awhile and per-
mitted Caroline to help in arranging
the table.
"Vyhy, you do fust ratci" she ex-
claimed in surprise. You know where
nxrArx41t.,r a,,1rIf -. no it1ct ad If xyouf6
been settin' table all your life. And
you amt, because Lisha wrote you
used TO keep hired help, two o. three
of 'em, all the time"
Caroline laughed.
"I've been studying housekeeping for
almost a year." she said.
And they teach that-at sehool?"
she demanded. And take money for
it? And call it science? My landi I
guess / was brought up in a scientific
household, then. | was the onlY girl
in the family, and mother died when |
was ten years old"
After dinner she consented to st for
a time, though not until she had DON
ned her Sunday best. earrings ard all.
Captain Elisha and Sylvester sat with
them, and the big fireplace in the sit
ting room blazed and roared as it had
not since its owner left for his long
s~ojourn in the city.
Caroline's mind was busy with the
suspicion which her uncle's words con-
corning his future plans for Steve had
aroused. She had thought Of little
else since she heard them. The cap
tain did not mention the subject again.
Possibly on reflection he decided that
be had already said too much. And
she asked no more questions. She de-
termined not to question him-yet.
She must think first and then ask
some one else-Sylvester.
Her opportunity came the following
morning, the day before Thanksgiving.
After breakfast Captain Elisha went
downtown to call on some acquaint-
ances.
After the captain had gone Sylvester
sat down before the fire in the sitting
room to read a Boston newspaper. AS
he sat there Caroline entered and clos
ed the door behind her. Miss Abigail
was in the kitchen busy with prepare.
tons for the morrow's plum pudding.
The girl took the chair next that oc-
cupied by the lawyer. He put down
his paper and turned to her.
"Mr. Sylvester" she said, II wish
you would tell me something about the
value of a seat on the stock exchange
What is the price of one?'
The lawyer looked at her in surprise
1.-THE value of a seat on the stock ex'
changer he repeated.
Eyes. What does it cost to buy
onef"
He hesitated, wondering why she
should be interested in that subject