The Glenwood post., 1923-06-21

jerry Wiheeon Betrayed Embarrae9-
nsnt
"You will not" Mrs. Penfield
caught his hand. "she's one Of the
incest" She broke off.
Prudence Hapgood was standing in
the doorway. She was of delicate
build, dainty, with a pretty air of
self-possession that resulted from the
consciousness Of family background
No longer youns. sic nan YET retained
many of the elements of youth like
flower that has been dipped in wax.
If I'm intruding-"
Nonsense, my dear" interposed
Mrs. Penfeld. You're always well
come. Besides, want you to get
acquainted with my Uncle Jerry"
Prudence. Hapgood acknowledged
the Introduction with grace that was
unusual in The Custard Cup. But
Jerry Winston betrayed embarrass-
ment, most surprising, most unlike
his accustomed assurance. A flush
rose under his heavy tan: he num-
bled incoherently.
i've heard about you," said Pru-
dence. 'And sometime want to
hear about the lumber and the camp
and the woods and-everything.
make pillow tops, and ! need some
new designs I'm looking for an in
spiration."
'Inspi- Why, now, look here-that
Is. artistic things amt in my line.
IL
She smiled at him gently "T should
do the designing, Mr.. Winston, but
need a new motif. I've been using
flowers and black cats and holly. I
need some ideas for landscapes
something primitive, wilder Oh y
Oh J."
"Never mind" grlnned Jerry Win
ston, his composure restored now
that he could laugh at his own ex-
pense. But think of making pill
low top out of my experienced I
guess It's going to be wild one. all
right
"Oh, dear me, you understand I
didn't mean" She wrung her hands
In distress.
Mrs. Penfleld, percelving that her
guests had unexpectedly run aground
OF personalities, undertook their res
cue with brusque but effective meas
ures. Uncle Jerry, If you're going to
get them mouseholes stopped fore
dark, you got to hurry, and dare
say Miss Hapgood's got impressions
'nough to make pillow top right now.
You'll find a hatchet over by the
wood in the kitchen. Lettie brought
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see II they amt in the yard some
where"
"Oh. I hope didn't offend him"
sighed Prudence, when they were
alone. II wasn't meaning 1t per.
sonal."
Don't you worry" Mrs. Penfleld
resumed her mending "Uncle Jerry'a
good nature is SO deep that you can
drop a lot Of mistakes In 1t without
ever hitting his feelings t ALL"
'Yes, he seems rather-rather@"
Mrs. Penfield gave her quich
. glance. but made no comment. They
drifted into innocuous chatter Of many
things-items Of news in The Custart
Cup. the weather, the price Of butter
, the best way to make Indian pudding
Between them there was a close bono
Of affection, so far beneath the sur
face that 1t ran clear of their radica
, dissimilarities in experience ant
tastes. Mrs. Penfeld's activities were
; rigldly practical; but Prudence main
tained fastidious economy in the
, two rooms which she reserved In hel
, fiat for her own use She rented the
other rooms. and occupied herself
with hand stitching fine embroidery
and the making Of pillow tops, to helr
out her income.
She was that strange geographical
anomaly. New Highlander set dowr
In California, the most untrammelet
= transplanting had occurred SO late
that she showed the least possible ef
, feet of the change, as II her roots hat
j, been amply protected by the accom-
. panying soil Of her native section
) Three thousand miles from the lant
3 Of her birth, she lived in an atmos
. phere which she had brought with her
, as her grandmother's clock licked of
, the days under the glass dome tha
shut out the rude breezes of widel
world.
: She had had Romancel She hat
had lover; she had been engaged
But the lover had gone to sea, hat
sailed away to the isles Of Spice. n,
may not really have had that objec
tive; but when he did not return, h,
was enveloped with that glamor tina
. deBcends most easily upon the love