The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-02-06
FAIRY GODFATHER I
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BY GRACE MACY.
Copyright. 1911. by the Mcclure Newsps
per Syndicate.)

II don't see how we're ever going
to choose which one of us is To 20.
l do think that he might have deigned
to designate some one by name"
Listen to Teen prepare for diet
OF sour grapes It's never the princess
royal who is chosen. I'll bet cookie
Eve goes"
Eve glanced up from the pattern
she was stenciling on PONCE sun
shine.
No, thank you" she laughed. Il
have none of the back to nature i'm
pulse at ALL
well. | wish he'd ask me-" Dick
returned. IN bet the old duffer has
q dandy place up there IN the noun
tains."
Hush, here comes dad" warned
Christine, MS the study door slammed,
and the doctors quick step sounded
along the hall.
lie looked the group on the veran-
da over with shrewd. kindly eyes,
drawing on his motor gloves.
Have you chosen the victim yetf
"Dick wants 10 60" said Eve. but
I'm sure Mr.. Caldwell expects one Of
us girls. Don't you think SO, dad?
You see, he says his sister Is staying
with him and he wouldn't have men
toned chaperon II II had been just
II case OF Dick. l can't go, and Teen
doesn't want to-"
Suddenly from the army hammock
at the end Of the veranda, there bobbed
II tousled head of red curls.
II want TO CO." called Pipes, con-
fidently. I'D Just love 10 go. dad.
You know I'd get along all right"
Her elder sisters eyed her hopefully.
Pipes would be the best to go. after
ull She was just between fifteen and
sixte-n-what Dick called u fine pat
tern of u 'fiapper.'
So the letter was sent back accept
ing Mr.. Galdwelrs Invitation for one
Of the young Prestons TO spend the
summer up at his camp In the Cat
skills. And one week later Miss Con-
stance Eleanor Preston, otherwise
Pipes, found herself deposited on Il lit
tie platform at Indian Leap. There
WAS no station. only a waiting bench
with a projecting roof over II. Seated
on this was a young man reading
magazine. Pipes approached him with
her usual serene assurance
DO you know the way up to Mr..
Caldwell's place"
I'm going by there. Can't / take
you upf' be asked. Its about siI
miles. You're not Miss Preston. are
youf"
"Oh. yes / am." answered Pipes.
"whyf Did he send you down to
meet mel"
The young man nodded. Eruvely-
Il WAS sent down to meet Miss Con
stance Preston. from New York. You
see." he added. Il thought you'd be
about twenty-five"
Il am Sixteen" replied Pipes. with
her best air of aloofness.
The camp was In the hemlock belt
on the south side OF Indian Leap. The
lodge was big one-storied affair
surrounded by wide veranda. Miss
Eunice Caldwell, u dear little old lady
who slept most of the time. was chate-
laine and hostess. Mr.. Caldwell, him
self was like nothing so much as II
big. shaggy mountain bear. He was
out all day long. following his pur-
suits as naturalist. and Pipes
trnmped with him happily. Very un-
eIpectedly Miss Eunics let the cat out
Of the bag.
You know" she said, In her COM
Portable way one day when Pipes and
she were alone. 81 have to laugh to
see how reconciled Horace il getting.
When he wrote that letter l think he
rather hoped that Eve would come up.
I haven't seen your sisters, my dear.
but believe that Evelyn is the pretty
one"
Yep" answered Pipes, happily.
Eve is the pretty one. Teen Is the
clever one. and am the freckled one.
I'm sorry he was disappointed"
"Oh, but he isn't now. my dear. It's
quite satisfactory. You see, It's very
lonesome for him when Gerard 10
away"
Pipes paid no attention to the words
then. She was getting ready for a
trip TO Indian Leap after a particular
kind OF moth they had been hunting
for weeks.
They missed her at lunch time, but
1t was not Until twilight that Gerard
began TO be frankly uneasy. Miss Eu-
nice told him that Pipes had gone over
| to the leap after some sort Of a bug.