The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1918-07-05
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Stock EXCHANGE Seat,

1ONEMBER weather on Cape Cod
~ is what Captain Elisha describ-
ed as considerable chancey."
'The- feller that can guess it two days
ahead of time" he declared, lis vast
in his talents. He could make livin'
prophesyin' most anything, even the
market price Of cranberries." When
Caroline, Sylvester and the captain
reached South Denboro after what
seemed, to the two unused to the
leisurely winter schedule of the rail-
road, an interminable journey from
Fall River, the girl thought she had
never seen a more gloomy sky or a
more forbidding scene.
But she kept her feelings hidden on
her uncle's account. The captain was
probably the happiest individual in the
state of Massachusetts that morning.
He hailed the trains approach to Sand
wich as the entrance to Ostable coun-
ty, the promised land, and from that
station on eXcitedly pointed out IA
miliar landmarks and bits of scenery
and buildings with the gusto and en-
thusiasm of schoolboy.
At Denboro he pointed out Pete Shat
tuck's livery stable, where the horse
and buggy came from which had been
the means of transporting Graves and
himself tc South Denboro.
''Seew he cried. See that feller
holdin' up the corner of the depot with
his back, the one that's so broad in the
beam he has to draw in his breath
afore he can button his coat. That's
Pete You'd think he was too sleepy
to care whether twas today or next
week. wouldn't you? Well, if you was
a summer boarder and wanted to hire
a team you'd find Pete was awake and
got up early. If a ten cent piece fell
off the shelf in the middle Of the night
he'd hear it, though I've known him to
sleep while the minister's barn burned
down. The parson had been preachin'
against horse tradin'. Maybe that ser
men was responsible for some of the
morphine influence
Sylvester was enjoying himself huge
ly. Captain Elisha's eIuberaat com
ments were great fun 2or him. This
is what l came for" he confded to
Caroline. 81 don't care if it rains or
SHOWS. / could sit and listen to your
uncle for a year and never tire. He's
a wonder
Dan, the captains hired man, met
them with the carriage at the station,
and Miss Baker met them at the door
of the Warren home. The exterior OF
the big. old fashioned, rambling house
was inviting and hOmeliGe in spite of
the gloomy weather, and Caroline
cheered up a bit when they turned in
at the gate. Five minutes of Miss Abb.
CALLS society and all gloom disappear
ed. One could not be gloomy where
Miss Abbie was. Her smile of vel
come was so broad that, as her en-
pIoyer said, 1t took in all outdoor and
some of Punkhorn Neck" a place
which, he FASTENED to add, was forgot
durin' creation and has sort of hap
pened of itself since"
Abbie conducted Caroline to her room
old fashioned. like the rest of the
house, but coZy, warm and CHEEKY
and. after helping in the removal of
her wraps, seized her by both hands
and took long look at her face.
You'll excuse my bein' 50 familiar
on short acquaintance, dearie," she
said. but I've heard so much about
YOU that l feels if 1 knew you like
own folks. And you are own folks,
amt you? Course you are! Every one
Of Lisha's letters have had four pages
of you to one Of anything else. l be-
gun to think New York was nothil' but
you and a whole lot of ten story houses.
I declare, you're almost prettier than
be said May / kiss your Id Like to-