American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1919-02-07
"BOBBY"
BY VALERIE H.. JENKINS.

I, 1918, by MCCLURE NEWSPAPER
Syndicate.)

country station.
zone minute to make it ini hope
he's a patient sort of fellow"
He was the prospective landscape
gardner, whom Walter NJ, an old
friend, was sending down at Richards
request, and who was to begin work
Immediately on the As country es-
tate. Walter NJ, an agricultural ex.
pert, was a man to be relied upon, and
the As had left the matter Of selec-
ton wholly to him. The result of
their request had been a telegram, an
nouncing that Bobby G." personal
friend and expert" would arrive at
Way Fells on the afternoon express
from the city.
The train was just pulling out of the
station when Richard stopped the au-
tomobile at the curbing. There were
only a few arrivals, as Way Fells con-
sists mostly of large country estates
which are reached more easily by mo-
tor han by train. A peddler with his
pack, an elderly gentleman, who was
met by an enthusiastic party, a girl
1 III DTONu, WIN CuIIltu a ouANNSoNt NV "a
fussy little woman with two fussier
little children were the only passen-
gers TO get off at Way Fells.
Deciding that the fellow must have
lost his train, Richard vas turning
away again toward his car, when q
sweet hut hesitating voice caught bis
attention. 1t was the girl in brown
iii A. A. Fnnf~IN .nAxf .
Gould you tell me-" h vas saying,
whether l could hire any sort of con-
veyance here to take me to Mr.. Rich
ard As estate-'Bellemere,' l think
1t is calledf"
"Ah, some friend of mothers, prob
ably" thought Richard. Funny,
though, she didn't write, asking some
n to meet her. l never saw her be-
fore, that's certain"
81 beg our pardon" he said, APP
preaching the girl. 81 al Richard A
and 1 should be glad to take you up.
Mother must have forgotten that you
were coming. Is this your suitcase,
Miss-er-erg"
Miss G.. Roberta c.; but you
are mistaken. Surely Mr.. NJ must
have written to say that / was com
ing. I am the landscape gardener
whom Mrs. A asked Mr.. NJ to send
down here?"
Roberta CT Landscape garden
err cried Richard, 'Why-er- TIC
tell the truth. Miss G., ! was expect
ing a man, not a girl-you see, Mr.
NJ called you Bobby in his tele
gram"
! Richards pet prejudice at that Tins
! was the farmerette movement. Farm
ing was a mans job, he declared, an(
had better be left to their experienced
hands, than to be INDUCED In as
within by girls.
l In the days that followed she learn
ed the true reason for his change o
! manner, and could not help being some
I what amused over his absurd preju
dice. Mrs. A., on the contrary, wa
far more cordial, and at the end o
a two weeks, was calling her Roberta
I and asking her advice on various mat
tiers. The men who worked IN the es
tate admired her from the start first
because she was young and attractive
X but gradually, through respect for he
trained and thorough knowledge @
the work she had fitted herself to dc
g Richards manner was still the same
f. although he was necessarily brough
k into close cOmpanionship with her, 70
Mrs. A preferred that her son shoul
d manage all details of the estate.
!" When Roberta had been at Bell
mere for almost a month word wa
brought to the house by m of tn
workmen that Miss c. had bee
thrown from her horse ear the on
skirts of the estate almost a mi
away. Mrs. A was very much alarm
j ed and sent her son back with III
i workman at once.
N Richard took the little car and ha
tened to reach the spot where he a
cident occurred. AS he neared ii
scene he reproached himself for IL
unnecessary GOODNESS with which |
81 had treated Roberta.
The white face, half turned to Il
y ground, rebuked him far more than n
conscience for his past actions. Bic
> ard drove slowly to avoid giving h
unnecessary pain, but before they hs
gone far a rut in the road jolted Il
car quite heavily and Roberta open'
IN her eyes, wincing at the pain. 81
mr. could not remember at first What hs
,v happened, and tried to raise herself
an erect position, but her right ar
fell back Imply when she tried to e
ia tend IL.
my arm" she said weakly. II mu
have broken it. The horse-fell-
and"
"Yes, / know" answered Richar'
but you mustn't try TO talk now. L
ma SO sorry you were hurt, and 1t is mo
than half my fault, too"
"You mustn't say that" she sal
because it's not true"
BIZ "But it is true, and so is the rest
liz it. Do you suppose you could ever fo
na give me. Bobby. dear?"