Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1918-03-15
PRUDENCE SAYS SO
By ETHEL HUSTON
The Story of Houseful of Loveabe Girls
Copyright Merrill Co

1
and do as you're told"
Carol returned again to her toilet.
"Well, l guess l 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 1t in the coun-
try"
II think you'd better take little.
social, or something"
"Can't do it. Haven't cent"
swell, 1 guess can lena you lit
tie" was the smiling reply. 1t was
standing joke in the family that Carol
had been financially hard pressed ever
since she began using powder several
years previous.
"Are you fond of Jim, Carol?" Lark
jumped away backward In the CONVEX
sation, asking the question gravely, her
eyes upon her sisters face.
"Hum! Yes, I am" was the light
retort. didn't Prudence teach us to
love everybody"
'Don't be silly. I mean If he pro-
poses to you, are you going to turn him
down, or not?"
"What would you advise, Lark"
Carols brows were painfully knitted.
"He's got five hundred acres Of land,
worth at least hundred an acre, and
lot of money in the bank-his mother
didn't say how much, but I imagine
several thousand anyhow. And he has
that nice big house. and an auto, and
oh, everything nice! Think Of the
fruit trees, Larkie And he's good
looking, too. And his mother says he
is always good-natured even before
breakfast, and that's very exceptional,
you know! Very! 7 don't know that
1 could do much better, do you,
auntie? I'm sure I'd look cute in q
sunbonnet and apron, milking the
cows! So, boss, so, there, nowl So,
boss !"
"Why, Carolw
But there are objections, too. They
have pigs. l can't bear pigs Pooooey,
pooooey! The filthy little things!
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 I have goose flesh. Here they
, come! Where's that other slipper?
Oh, it's clear under the bed !" She
wriggled after it, coming out again
GREATNESS. did l rub the powder all
, off?' she asked, anxiously.
The low honk of the car sounded
tci to
, cellaneous assortment of toilet arti-
Giles into the battered suitcase and
the tattered hand bag. Carol grabbed
her hat from Connie, leiSurely strolling
through the hall with it, and sent her
| flying after her gloves. "If you can't
! find mine, bring your own she called
: after her.
. Aunt Grace and Connie escorted
' them triumphantly down the walk tC
t the waiting car where the young man
| in the new sentimental gray suit stood
l beside the open door. His face was
D boyishly eager, and his eyes were full
S of satisfaction that had sort OF
e excitement in it, too. Aunt Grace
t looked at him and sighed. Poor
e boy" she thought. HE is nice! Caro-
is a mean little thingw
: He smiled at the twins impartially
e "Shall we flip coin to see who 1 gel
in front?" he asked them, laughing.
;. His mother leaned out from the bach
e seat, and smiled at the girls very cor
r daily. Hurry, twihnies," she said
D I'VE must start. or Wen be late fol
= supper. Come in with me, won't you
Larkie?"
:. What greasy schemer she is
e thought Carol, climbing into her place
without delay.
: Jim placed the battered suitcase anC
g the tattered bag beneath the seat anC
r drew the rug over his mothers knees
r Then he went to Larks side, anC
tucked it carefully about her feet.
/, ITS awfully dusty" he said. "Yor
:, shouldn't have dolled up so. Shall
e put your purse in my pocket? DOM
forget you promised to feed the chick
v ens-I'm counting on you to do it fol
t me-"
r Then he stepped in beside Carol
{, laughing into her bright face, and the
t, good-bys rang back and forth as the
v car rolled away beneath the heavy
n arch of oak leaves that rooted il
: Maple avenue.
r The twins fairly reveled in the glo
d ries Of the country through the COLDER
e days that followed, and enjoyed ever!
s minute Of every day, and begrudget
= the hours they spent in sleep. The
d time slipped by like banana skins,
v declared Carol GROSSLY, and refused tC
S explain her comparison. And the las
It day of their visit came. Supper was
It over at seven o'clock and Lark said
" with something Of usefulness in hel
d voice, "I'm going out to the orchard
e for farewell weep all by myself. Ant
e don't any of you disturb me-I'm Sc
ugly when l cry"
e So she set out alone, and Jim, {
2, little awkwardly, suggested that Caro-
It take a turn or so up and down tn,
" Zane with him. Mrs. Forrest stood al
the window and watched them, tear
- ful-eyed, but with tenderness.