Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-01

fomov" aud icedlthv prim dhnts:
rners ss, Al home and dismtssdt
opJhno,dino school lead TO ship
from DopF IN TO Dccon form IN
pmQ "ut some pcnsioned servants.
tA@Pe T.r,iyal the vehicle she Is en-
0n W. eb,ci and she is rescued by q
bHs m" .oyuo man, Mark Ardcr.
su.'Ith y. ths community mGgnofe.
"I AND HERE IT CONTINUES
u,u1I, YOU? How lovely" Then
"W suddenly my elation faded. "Dc
AN know why I've been sent down
L,,.Y" I asked soberly.
He shook his head.
"Because you are delicate?' he
= tossed my head in scorn.
"p.licate! Why, I've never been i'll
|. Nc life, except when had scarlet
.u,r and wasn't really i'll then. Only
n, catching, you know, 20 thoy kept
- IN, one room for six weeks
"I see. ! thought perhaps you were
,.,,c,te," he explained. They do send
r.ople. down here for air, weak lungs,
.,d things like that, you know y
,It,s not why I've been sent said,
.,d 7 felt a triae ashamed OF my bad
.s.ord 'I've been sent because they
c,o't manage me at home
| "Cap't manage you! A bit of a thing
1,ne you," he said. Good gracious,
what a Joke :. =
"Mothcr said it was tragedy l
ala him. signing. "And, after all, ]
amt help being like ] am, any nor"
Man my sisters can help being pretty !!
4 ousbt to have been boy, I suppose.
rn,y wanted boy when was born
Mr.. Anderson chuckled.
w call that base iugratitude,' he
said.
We had reached the house by this
ane A queer looking old place IL was.
with sloping roof, which was just
nav thickly covered in snow, and n
busint little porch with rustic seats
Ion either side.
as this where you live?" I asked,
and no answered: 1T is--when I'm
mere; that is to say, I 20 to London
occasionally when they run cheap
EXCURSIONS.
He hung his horses bride over
rate. post, and going ahead Of me
opened the door of the house. which
| had only q latch aud no proper key
/ Like all the houses l had known.
| caught the red glow Of a fire and
followed him eagerly into a low cell
| ipged room on the right hand side Of
tho stone .foored passage.
1t must have been very old house,
|tor the ceilings were oak .raflercd--
real, black oak raftcrs. and the fire
place was big enough for man to
(get into it, and filled with burning logs.
\ Tea was laid for three on II table
|close to the fire, and as ] stood holding
|ny hands to the comforting warmth
there were steps on the stone floor OF
THE passage outside. and a girl came
into the room.
His wife, of course.."I thought.
With vague sort of disappointment,
}Ough, OF course, it could have made no
Inference to nc II be had been mar
ried or not, but apparently | was
wrong, for Mr.. Anderson introduced
her to me as:
My cousin, Nina" And then,
turning to her, he said: This is Miss
Slater, who is going to stay with AL
berry ut the Gable Farm. a wheel
came OF the trap, so l brought her
along. Is tea ready?'
Yes, Ill call mother"
she had nodded to me In a not very
,ihehdly fashion, and as soon as she ,
nag gone | looked at Mr.. Anderson,
sna with my usual laundering tact
!essness l said, II thought at first she
was your wife"
my wife, Good heavens :" But he
Ioored in rather en- embarrassed fash
ION and stopped to throw another log
N the fire.