The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1921-11-22

IN nave never leaTu amy
Aunt Carrie who ever even came
from thcre! And now. ! suppose; !
shall have TO live on this farm. III
her first moments she vas "nrea,
sohable. And Dorothy seldom W8s
called unTeaSonabic.
The two sisters, Mary and Dofo.
thy Marden. had been cktng ont 4
comfortable exiBtence in New YORK
kStnce their father and mother had
died, but during the exiting Of
WAGES and the tightening up OIL IN
dustrial business IN general. Dor.
6thy had been forced 10 give ny
her work ana Mary's salary hsa
been stretched to the utmost 70
make 1t sufficient.
at may be Il wonderful place
Dot. coneoled Mary. as Dorothy
continued to bem0an her fate.
n what could do witt: even q
y wonderful farm, Mary Marden?'
she asked, shortly. drought up
with my ear on the cAr'tracSs or
Broadway" =.
Both girls laughed. it was not
more than a few days afterwards
that Dorothy had made arrange
nlents with the lawyer, TO finance
trip to the Green Mountains fof
an inspection of Aunt Carries farm.
a care-taker was living on the place
and taking care Of the house and
Dorothy wasNto stay with the ram
tlF while She looked over the pos
! sible future home.
In spite Of herself, she aWoke 70
snifr the invigoratinE, crisp noun
lain air with real delight. She 1elt
wave Of enthusiasm sweep
through her and she arose ann
dressed far more quickly than shr
had ever done in her daTKenea
room in New York.
The elderly mi who kept
! house in Dorothy's farm was a
kindly soul whose. main object
seemed to be TO feed persons at the
table until they fairly burst.
"But-Mrs. Frost never ate SO
mich in my life-and such dough
nuts. oh, I wish my sister Mary
had some for lunch" Dorothy felt
a pang of ho~mesickuess as she pic
tured her sister putting up her lit
lie hox-lunch alone.
After breakfast Dorothy went Out
over the great farm with Mr.. ana
Mrs. Frost. 1t was a revelation 10
her. Her aunt must have been a
SAhfitty person to have kept so many,
fences and barns, out-buildings ana
paths IN such apple-pie order.
"And-don't Tell me those are
turkeys?" exclaimed Dorothy as she
looked out over the hillside range,
Both elderly folks nodded ana
smiled. They are turkeys-dtdht
: ever see one b%efore?"
"Onlv with cranberry sauce ana
Sboiled onions" laughed Dorothy.
Then it was that she received he'
%ibspiration, She would come IN
here 10 this farm Of her ancestors
and. retaining this old couple 10
heir and advise her, she would be-
come mistress OF a turkey farm.
IRON that moment. the idea de
yeIoped SO rapidly that Dorothy
had scarcely a moment in when U
write to her sister.
She returned to New York only
long enough to consult the lawyer
ana impart to Mary some OF the
wonders Of the farm. And YOU
shall give up your horrid work and
some up there and We'll live IKE
ladies'" /.
It was Mary, this time. who hest
tated. Mary had a sweetheart AM
Vermont was a long way from 6ln
tfOh, that's nothing" laughed Dor
othy," he can come up there. TOO
Aunt Carrie has oceans of Feather
beds and room for everyone.
rant walt to get back"
S'2But before she returned, with the
help Of her lawyer, she had found
young commission merchant whc
had agreed to take charge OF the
selling OF the turkeys from Htc6ej
Eafm-for such was the unromanut
name Of the farm.
The autumn days came and wen
7 sofast that Dorothy found herself
with all hands on the farm, an ex
! pert whom she had hired included
! busIly getting turkeys ready for TIT
b{1. holiday In Novom ber- and TIT
Christmas season to follow.
II never would have believed
Work OF this sort could be SO fas
chatting" she said to the man witt
was teaching her what he coVIt
about the raising OF turkeys fo'
market.
"Jt's partly the feeling OF indie
pehdence, / think, Miss Marden,
the man remarked. '"It is your owl
business and you take moro inter
est in it because OF that"
Dorothy admitted this and laugh
al when she thought OF her tears O.
Ma few months ago.
EARLY in November. Robert Set
ton, the commission merchant
found 1t advisable to visit the farm
through which he was getting hi
supply Of turkeys.
AZ Dorothy had written him to CONF
to the farm and be her guest for :
few days though she had ever me.
him IN person. HR correspondence
Rad been buSinesslike.
When she drove to the station II
Aona Of Aunt Carr1e'E old wagons sht
mat a Eood.looklng, well.groomet
Young man.
n Hhe shook hands with her an;
f Jumped into the big seat beside
Fits a far cry from New Yorl;
iSn't it?" he asked.
1T would Mcan a dreariMl or!
for me-if I mad to go back" shC
laughed.