Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-10-25
CHAPTER xIx.-continued.

The day dragged through-aHd the
night. The next morning, as early as
permissible, Crink set out for relief,
and brought back an enormous bun
die from Mrs. Weatherstone's, as well
as the pay for the two weeks. And
the lunch that day far outdistanced
the Christmas dinner in acceptability
to all the little Penfields
When Mrs. Penfield opened the bun
die that Crink had brought, she was
amazed to find that it did not contain
white clothing as usual, but silks and
embroideries, colored fabrics, far
more difficult washing. However, she
undertook it the following morning,
the more readily because it was cloudy,
with slight wind. The delicate arti-
cles could be hung in the yard and
would dry quickly.
The rents must be collected, since
all the tenants who had been away
for the holidays ere now home again.
Mrs Penfeld flew from one thing to
another = washing, collecting rent,
watching the silk curtains and en-
broideries on the line, changing them
about that they might dry as quickly
and evenly as possible. She must get
70 the bank before closing time.
In the midst of all this hustle, Gus
de Bosley came In, bringing a small
Iquare package.
Don't say you won't take it" She
forestalled Mrs. Penfield's objection.
1--WE just got to leave it with you"
81 can't take it," said Mrs. Penfield
firmly. "It makes me uneasy. You'd
better rent a safety box. Amt any
thing safe here If burglar should
take a notion to come. I'm sorry, but
don't feel like taking"
'You needn't take it," interrupted
Gussie Bosley. With lightning move
ment, she reached through the open
bedroom door and placed the package
on the apple-box cupboard. "The re-
sponsibiIlty's on my head. Thank you"
She ran out of the house, well ahead
Of Mrs. Penfeld, who followed pro-
testing, as soon rs she had snatched
MP the package.
Displeased but conquered, she took
the package back and dropped 1t in
her old suitcase She was in far too
great hurry to do anything else at
the moment. 1t crossed her mind that
Mrs. Bosley's nerves must be going
back on her; but in that case, the
safety box was the logical solution.
She hurried to the yard and quickly
gathered the stlken articles from the
ho Of 4axxyY
and leave them outside, even with the
children watching them. As she came
back, she glanced to see what time it
was--caught her breath in dismay.
The bank was closedl
Aghast, she stared blankly at the
old alarm clock. It was never simple
to read the discolored dial under the
cracked glass, particularly because
leg was gone and one had to turn
ones head, mentally or actually, to
compensate for the fitting. Otherwise,
one might fall into error from long
habit with normal clocks.
"How did ever make such blum
derT she gasped. "rm twenty min
utes behind, and l didn't know 1t. l
must have read wrong when looked
last time. My goodness land, now I've
got all that money in the house. Like
ly a few Bosley valuabIes more or less
dgn't make so much diff'runce as
thought"
A little later that same afternoon
Bonnie Geraldine was secured by a
shop-twine leash fastened around one
leg and given an airing in the drive
way. If Fill Caesar needed exercise,