Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-05-25

TT WAS a typical summer hotel We
L randa. At least so thought a per
~p,ring and very much disgu.:t"h young
| ~ ,u who looked up At il from tn" bot
Dum Of tic sto"p and very dusty hilL..
An Ndamlcss Eden. I'll warrant h"
muttnrul. taking another look ahead at
u" LONG walk s,tll h'f"r" him "WhN
on earth WAS | such fool a TO come
w here when was having such good
rlm" with the boys at camp.
"N0w | suppose I'm in for an oNCtt-
ne month. doing tn" pretty with all
ia" hrbutant,S mOthrr'll haN" all ready
elected f., me. Gc" whi2. hut it's hot,
md this suitcase is heavy, | sure
n'''r tN,uEht it was such "A walk.
must look lCvcly.'
Erowu a. = Young Indian from weeks
+ outdoor camp lf" and covered with
lust and porSpirati0n. certainly no one
,ould have recognized in this very. he
dragEled young man Max Harding,
whose ariStOCratiC mother was 4 guest
II the hotel ON the hill.
ScOwlinC h"r"oly. he dragged his
1"avy suitcase M the path, only to b"
net at the Ncranda steps by a pOmpOuS-
'okinE individual who cffcCtually barred
lis further progress.
cant come up the front way. f"lah 20
aid the pompouS one. "All tradcsmcn
md poddlers' with a significant look at
back and he waved him Grandly away.
"What the And then as the full
SignlfiChnC" Of the servants remark
truck him Max Harding burst into "A
augh, "TradeSm"n and poddcrs-wcll.
by JOVe, that is a good one. | certain
ly must lock fine" he thought to him
self. and then aloud, IAN right Your
lltEhness, I'll go round the baCk"-and
he went.
"Maybn | can sneak in through the
Kitchen and get washed up before |
greet MOTHER he thought. IF she ever
catches me looking like this-Hello
Wbpw-T and bp Nrbig,1aI
for remarkably pretty girl sat directly
in front Of the kitchen door. Smelling
poas-thuS once more blocking his
progress.
HIM, probably the assistant cook,
thought he to himself, noting the neat
and very practical gingham dress.
'WelI--hcre goes
Have YOU II moment to spare?' he
asked, removing his hat and speaking
in his most engaging manner"
y am sorry, but haven't" said the
young woman very promptly, scarcely
glanCing UP from her work
"O-oh." thought he. mot much enthu-
siasm here. May ! show you some of
my wares?' with an expressive glance
in the direction Of the suitcase.
You may not" said the young woman,
Just as promptly as before.
We'll, do YOU mind if | sit down on
the lawn a minute?" he hazarded for his
third venture.
Il do not" again responded the fair
lady of the peas" taking him in with
one all-appraising glance.
Poor fellow" thought the girl, her
sympathy aroused at last, he must he
sharp with him We'll. he looks dark
enough for one of those Syrian or Ar
menian peddlers but he certainly does
not tax tax like one, m just run in and
cool him off before he goes"
She was back in a moment with a
glass of delicious looking liquid. ana
tapping the young man on the shoulder,
Here, drink this" she said. I'm
sorry | couldn't stop to look at your
wares WareS' Have you made many sales to-
mo. not one" answered Max. quite
truthfully. and he swallowed the re-
freshing drink with genuine apprecia-
tion. Then, with many thanks he beat
hasty retreat around to the front of
the house once more.
This time his mother was seated on
the Heranda, and she greeted him eff
fusively, but he managed to make her
understand that a bath and some ClelrA
linen were the two most essential things
in his life at that particular moment,
and so escaped to his room
He descended about an hour later,
looking very different in his white naE-
nels, and his mothers pride shone in
her eyes. and she greeted him.
And Max she said, there's the
loveliest girl here. | want you to meet
her Her name is Anna Cabot"
Now. mother" he demonstrated.
But. Max, dear. this one is different
She's not one of the butterflies that you
are always ObjeCting to. She is grad
uate of a domestic science college. and
she knows no end of things. Bu, wait
she's promised to sit at our table to-
night, and you'll see for yourself"
We'll, no sign of your divinity yet,
mother" said Max, some minutes later.
when they had started heir dinner
perhaps -hopefully-she's changed her
mind"
NO, here she comes" said Mrs. Hard
ing, and straight to their table came the
lady of his afternoons adventure.