Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-07-22
Chapter XIV.
Copyright, 1918, by Star co.)

Copyright, 1918, by Star Coz
On the day after Clifford Chapin's
arrival, he announced that he had
hired from Midland a small car
which he intended to keep out at
the farm for the duration of his visit.
Il would die of dry rot If 1 had
to stay on this place and depend
only on my legs and on the team to
get me anywhere" he declared.
Cousin Lizzie and 1 are going to
have some good drives together,
aren't we, Cousin?"
The girl glanced at Mrs. Chapin
before replying. That good souls
eyes were fixed on her hopefully;
he looked away as her glance met
his. Had it been anxiety that she
had seen in bis eyes?
Perhaps III have time to take
an occasional ride with you," she
answered young Chaplin. Il have
quite a bit of reading to do, and,
besides that, 1 like to help your
mother as much as I can"
You can just as easy go riding
with Cliff as to go boating up the
pond in the middle of the morning
with Mr.. Butler" the farmer re-
marked.
His tone made the girl gasp, vet
she dared not speak the words that
rushed to her lips. This was sup
posed to be her cousins husband
under whose roof she was making
her home Tor the summer.
But Butler was not so discreet.
II was not aware" he said coldly,
that Miss Moore was inconvenience
ing anyone in accepting my invita-
ton to go with me for water-lilies.
l was under the impression that she
could do as she pleased"
The farmer drew his brows to-
gether. IF she could, the middle
of the mornings hardly the time
for a farmer to go off and leave his
work." he growled.
IT have thought of that quite
often myself, lately" Butler re-
torted, although perhaps the early
morning hours are even more i'm
portant for farm work than those
in the middle of the day"
Trying to Make Peace
Mrs. Chaplin broke in nervously
the berries as fine as they are this
season. Will you just look!" hold
ing up a spoonful of the scarlet
fruit that she was putting into
saucers. Everyone of them are
perfect, aren't they?"
80 much for scientific farming, Il
suppose?" Clifford appealed to But
Ter.
Butler met his inquiry calmly.
Yes" he said, 80 much for scien-
tifc care. And the fruit will be
even finer next year-if instructions
are carried out"
You mean if Wade keeps the
farm" Amos Chaplin interpolated.
rs he thinking of selling the
FARM" Clifford asked quickly IF
so, mother, you and father can come
out west and live with me-"
"Oh, I'd love that" the woman
began, but her husband interrupted.
"pd never live in any city," he
averred. And I don't propose tol
give up my life on this farm with
out a pretty big struggle"
Then Mrs. Chaplin fastened again
to divert the talk into other chan
nels.
That afternoon Elizabeth Wade
wrote to her brother. One para
graph in her letter was significant:
'If my being here is adding to-
your income and reputation, 1 am
satisfied. Certainly Mr.. Butler is
doing wonders already on the farm,
and he looks very we'll. 1 suppose
you want him to remain through the
summer. also suppose that you
want me to do the same. Just lett
me know definitely, please. 1 am
glad to do all you wish, but as soon
as your ends are accomplished, 1
want to go out to see you-if there
is time and money enough for the
visit. Do you still intend to have
me keep house for you when I finish
college?"
She waited eagerly for the re-
ply to this letter. When 1t came,
she took it up to her room and sat
down alone to read 1t.
You are the finest ever, dearest
Sis" Douglas Wade wrote. "But-