The state herald., 1918-03-22
PRUDENCE SAYS SO
By ETHEL HUESTON
The Story of Houseful of Loveable Girls y
Copyright
By ETHEL HUESTON
Copyright Bobbs-Merrill Co

lbarn and bring my hat will you7 It's
on the harness hook. And hurry Don't
stop to ask questions, just trot along
and do as you're told"
Carol returned again to her toilet.
swell, I guess have time to powder
after all. I don't suppose we'll need
to take any money, auntie. do you? We
won't be able to spend It in the coun-
try"
" think you'd better take little.
They might drive to town, or go to q
social. or something"
"Can't do It. Haven't cent"
swell, I guess can lena you a lit
tle" was the smiling reply. It was a
standing Joke in the family that Carol
had been financially hard pressed ever
since she began using powder several
years previous.
care you fond Of Jim, Carroll" Lark
Jumped away backward in the conver-
sation, asking the question gravely. her
eyes upon her sisters face.
'Humi Yes, am" was the light
retort. 'Didn't Prudence teach MS to
love everybody"
sDon't be silly. I mean II he pro-
poses to you. are you going to turn him
down. or notf'
"what would you advise. Larkr
Carols brows were painfully knitted.
"He's got five hundred acres Of land.
worth ut least a hundred an acre, and
a lot Of money in the bank-his mother
didn't say how much. but ! imagine
several thousand anyhow. And he has
that nice big house, and an auto. and
oh, everything nicei Think Of the
fruit trees, Larkiei And he's good
looking too. And his mother says he
is always good-natured even before
breakfast, and that's very exceptional.
you knowi veryi I don't know Nat
could do much better. do you,
auntiei I'm sure I'd look cute In q
sunbonnet and apron, milking the
cowsl So. boss. 30. there. nowi 80,
boss 7"
"Why. Carolr
'But there are objections. too. They
have pigs. can't bear pigs! Poooosy.
pooooey! The filthy little things! I
don't know-Jim and the gray suit
and the auto and the cows are very
nice, but when l think Of Jim and
overalls and pigs and onions and
freckles have goose flesh. Here they
comel Where's that other slipper7
Oh. it's clear under the bedw She
wriggled after 1t, coming out again
breathless. did rub the powder all
orr" she asked. anxiously.
The low honk Of the car sounded
outside. and the twins dumped mis-
cellaneous assortment OF toilet arti-
cles Into the battered suitcase and
the tattered hand bag. Carol grabbed
her hat from Connie. leisurely strolling
through the hall with II. and sent her
flying after her gloves. "lf you can't
ind mine, bring your own" she called
after her.
Aunt Grace and Connie escorted
them triumphantly down the walk to
the waiting car where the young man
In the new sentimental gray suit stood
beside the open door. His face was
boyishly eager. and his eyes werc full
Of q satisfaction that had q sort Of
excitement In II. too. Aunt Grace
looked At him and sighed. "Poor
boy" she thought. "He Is nice Carol
u mean little thingr
He smiled At the twins impartially.
"Shall We dip . coin to see who get
In frontr he asked them. laughing.
His mother leaned out from the back
seat. and smiled at the girls very cor
daily. Hurry. twinnies," she said.
I'VE must start. or we'll be late for
supper. Come In with me. won't you.
Larkier'
"what a greasy schemer she is."
thought Carol. climbing Into her place
without delay.
Jim placed the battered suitcase and
the tattered bag beneath the seat and
drew the rug over his mothers knees.
Then he went to Lark's side, and
tucked II carefully about her feet.
"It's awfully dusty" be said. "You
shouldn't have dolled up so. Shall
put your purse In my pocketf Don't
forget you promised to feed the chick.
ens-rm counting on you to DO II for
me-"
| Then he stepped In beside Carol.
laughing Into her bright face, and the
good.bys rang back and forth M the
car rolled away beneath the heavy
arch Of oak leaves that rooted In
Maple avenue.
The twins fairly reveled In the glo.
ries Of the country through the golden
days that followed. and enjoyed every
minute Of every day, and begrudgcd
the hours they spent In sleep. The
time slipped By ''iike banana skins. "
declared Carol crossly. and refused to
explain her comparison. And the last
day Of their visit came. Supper was
over at seven O'Clock and Lark said,
with something Of wistfllness In her
voice. "I'm going out to the orchard
for farewell weep all by myself. And
don't amy Of you disturb me-l'm "a