Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-09-13
The Clstard Cup
81
Florence Bingham Livingston
cHAPTER XIv.-contInued.
COpyriGht by George a. DOran Company


CHAPTER xIv.-contlnued
ID
"Lettie," sighed Mrs. Penaeld, "what
you got to learn is to behave in spite
of getting riled."
20 Lord p cried the child, rolling
her eyes in dismay. I'D ruther
dodge. And 1t works out just the
same"
You couldn't dodge all the time,
Lettie; but If you want to try it for
spell, there amt no objection. Now
that you can wear your good clo'es,
you got to go to Sunday school with
Crink and Thad reg'lar. It'll be tur-
rfble good for you"
Of these more cheerful phases of
two immediate problems-food supply
end Lettie's training-Mrs. Penfield
was thinking as she finished her
Rorinkling and starching and changed
ler dress. 1t was the first of Deem
Der. She had been collecting the
rents and had to make the deposit be-
fore the bank should close. Her list
was complete except for the Boeleys.
While she was debating whether she
would call for their rent or let it go
till they thought of it, as they surely
would in a day or two, Gussie Bosley
came in.
Here's the rent" she said briefly.
ST came near forgetting It again"
She was wearing a black satin
gown, extensively simple. Around her
neck was long chain of wrought
gold, set with jade. Mrs. Penfeld
threw her a second puzzled glance,
finding 1t difficult to realize that this
ultra young woman belonged in the
exceedingly humble Custard Cup.
Gussie, catching the glance, preened
herself saucily. DO you like it
eyes, it's very smart"
"Glad you think SO. It's simple
aittle dress. 1 picked it up in San
francisco the other day."
swell, If 1 found EN- lying around,
I'd keep on picking smiled Mrs. Pen
field genially.
''It does for common, but what I'm
dead gone on is this chain. Amt 1t
the SWEETEST thing you ever glimmered9
"A Chsnk friend of Franks sent 1t to
me-"
81 don't wonder you're pleased. The
Chinese are awful generous making
gifts if they like folks amt they?"
A slight flush came superfuously
into Mrs. Bosley's cheeks. "Ye-yes,
amt they?"
There was a knocking at the back
door. Mrs. Penfeld excused herself.
at was the delivery man" she ex-
plained when she returned. Uncle
Jerry ordered a sack of sweet pota-
toes for me this morning Didn't ask
nor nothingl He is the most thought
Jul man !"
A hard look came into Gussie Bos-
Aey's eyes. Lucky you're SO well sat
dsfed," she snapped.
Mrs. Penfield looked at her in aston
ishment. 1t had not once occurred to
her that Frank Bosley's wife might
not be in sympathy with his friend
ship for Uncle Jerry. Evidently she
and Gussie were in agreement about
Its undesirability, but Gussie's atti-
tude suggested a personal criticism
which was most unWelcome.
81 conclude you don't like him." she
said vaguely.
Gussie shrugged. II don't think
anything about him unless have to-,
but 1 shouldn't have said it If you
hadn't dragged him into the talk.
faint your fault, anyhow" She
turned to go. ooh, Mrs. PenfeId, do
you s'pose the landlord would put an
extra lock on the back doorY
81 don't s'pose he would. Amt any
tack door got anything but the reg'iar
lock and bolt. He couldn't put on an
extra one 'thout getting asked for
.eleven more, likely"
''My heavens, this is cheap hole.
I'll be glad when we get out of it..