The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1922-01-05
Farmer Turner's
Daughter
By MALCOLM BROWN
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1T won't 90, Mr.. Roy Sheldon, v
spoke Farmer Turner with decision
and force-"I'll encourage no idler to
court my girl" ..@ ., S.. E..-
But how can I help counting her
when love her so dearly and she is
all the world to me?" challenged young
Sheldon in his attractive, irresistible
way that won all hearts.
"Consarn it like you, for all my
rough talk to you," exclaimed the
farmer bluntly. II reckon everybody
else does.."
my dear Mr.. Turner" spoke Roy
gently, you don't fairly understand
me. l came out into the country here
for q brief vacation after I had gradu-
ated. / intended to go back and try
the business world in two weeks. I
met Eugene. The weeks have run in
to four, but believe me I have not
been wasting any time. know what
I Want-an editorshirit's my speci-
alty-on some standard publication.
I have written to a dozen publishers.
| have some promising negotiations on
foot. BY fall"
-Four more good weeks wasted" in
terrupted practical Farmer Turner.
"Well," added Roy, IF I fall down on
my high and lofty literary ambitions,
at least I can set up as a teacher Of
athletics"
''To show you that am no idler and
really like to work." said Roy, II have
come up here this morning to apply
for situation.''
"You!' exclaimed the farmer. "COn-
sarn it again!" commented Israel Tur-
ner-"that boy wins a persons heart
at every turn"
More than ever did Roy win the old
mans heart during the next week. He
was foremost among the harvesting
hands where the tasks were the hard
est. He kept everybody good natured,
with the result that the gratifed
farmer got double work out of all
hands.
"Well, Father Turner" he said
brightly late Saturday afternoon.
"Father!" demonstrated the farmer.
Haven't you been just like one to
me?" challenged Roy-"giving me
work, treating me like prince! Now
I want the first money I ever earned.
How much for the week?'
'"Two dollars day-it's what I pay
regularly"
"Twelve whole dollars! Fine!" cried
Roy enthusiastically. "Now then,
| won't you let me hire rig with part
of it and take Eugene down to see the
moving pictures?"
"You audacious youn-'
"Oh, father, please! That's good,
kind DEAR" pronounced a pair of cher
ry lips, as Eugene glided into view
from the shadow Of the porch. 1T will
be so delightful"
Two days later opportunity knocked
at his door and all the future
was solved. Roy was bound town.
wards on mission for his new en-
ployer. Where the soft rutty road
turned, light automobile swiftly
curved into view, struck a depression
and Topped over into the ditch.
Beneath it was the driver, sickly
faced delicate youth Of about eighteen
Roy darted forward. A field hand
near by scaled the fence.
From beneath the car gone turtle
there came groans and cries Of help.
Roy Sheldon fired up to the old ath-
letic days. His coat was off in q
jiffy.
"Get ready to pull the man out" he
directed the field hand. "Get him
clear when I lift-quick."
when you lift"
"This way-ready
In no ordinary way could even their
combined strength bulge the over
turned car. What Roy did was to
creep under the slight free archway
formed by the back Of the chauffeur's
seat.
snow y shouted out Roy in breath
less gasp, swaying crushingly under
the terrific weight. Then as his
blurred eyes saw the victim dragged
out he essayed dexter0us side drop,
and lay fiat and exhausted On the
ground, free Of the upset machine him.
self except for one foot.
That was crushed, wrenched and
imprisoned under wheel of the auto.
The rescued young man was fright.
ened and bruised, but able to get
about. He ran for help and a neigh.
boring farmer brought vehicle, and
the crippled Roy was removed to the
Turner farm.
He learned that the young man was
the son of wealthy publisher living
ten miles away, Mr.. Alyward. A sur.
geon set Roy's injured limb and the
young man left profuse in his graft.
tude towards his heroic rescuer.
"Oh, it was grand!" declared Roy's
gentle nurse, Eugenie-"such strength
such heroism!"
Just after dusk an automobile drove
up to the farm. It contained the young
man Roy had rescued, and his father
II cannot do enough for you to show
my appreciation of your noble deed, ,
said the boys father.
Roy smiled in his quaint, pleasing
way.
Il think you can, Mr.. Alyward," hi
said. Il have an application for ar
editorial position in your large pub
fishing house in the city,"
1T is yours!' ~ cried the man Of
wealth promptly, fervently.
Which solved the future Of Roy ant
Eugene, which resulted so pleasantly
that in time Mr.. Turner sold out his
farm and came to live with them II