Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1926-11-18
THE STORY

Patience. Lydia returns from play q
father, AMOS dudley. at Lake City. HsI
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CHAPTER H-Lydis, Patience and
companion, Kent Moplton, playing BY
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ssnxsr i sas the them II their play
pulled out, unhurt but frightened, and
taken home by Lydia and Kent. Her
fether calls on Amos to complain,
blaming Lydia for the nishap.
CHAPTER III.--Lydia explains the
gerry is considered stuck up she is
ranges FOR Lydia to teach Margery to
swim and otherwise become "one of the
to take timber from the Indian reser-
yation and ultimately have 1t opened
for settlement From an older boy,
ducks, and despite their poverty the
Dudleys have a Christmas feast.
Continued from last weekly
$50 I could, ordinarily, said Lee
vine in troubled voice. "But it just
happens that everything I've got on
earth is shoe-stringed out to hang
onto that pine section Of mine up In
Bear county. I'm mortgaged up to my
eyebrows Marshall knows it and sees
chance to get hold Of the pines,
d-n him |"
Lydia sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Welll Well! young Lydia" cried
Levine. HAD a fine sleep, didn't
your
I'm awful hungry" said the child.
"Bless your SOUL" exclaimed Lizzie.
'T'll warm your supper up for you in
q minute"
Lydia stood with hands outstretched
to the base burner, her hair tumbled,
her glance travelling from Amos to
Levine.
what makes Mr.. Marshall act soY'
she asked.
"Sho," said Levine, little girls your
age don't know anything about such
things, do they, Amos? Come here.
You shall eat your supper on my
lap"
I'm getting too old for laps" said
Lydia, coming very willingly never
theless within the compass Of Johns
long arms. "But / love you next to
daddy now, in all the world"
John swept her to his knees and
put his cheek against hers for mo-
ment, while tears cleaned in his black
eyes.
Eat your supper and go to bed,
LYDIA" said Amos.
Don't be so cross, Amos" pro-
tested Levine.
"God knows I'm not cross-to Ly-
dia Of all people in the world" sighed
Amos, "but she worries over money
matters just the way her mother did
and want to finish talking this over
with you"
There's nothing more to talk
about" Levine's voice was short.
LET him call in the loan, the fat
hogI"
Lydia slept the long night through.
She awoke refreshed and renewed.
After first adjusting herself to the
awful sense of loss, which is the worst
of waking in grief, the recollection Of
the conversation she had heard the
night before returned with sickening
vividness. After she had wiped the
breakfast dishes for Lizzie she stood
for long time at the living room win
dow with Florence Dombey, in her
arms, staring at the lake. Finally, she
tucked the doll up comfortably on the
couch and announced to Lizzie that
she was going skating.
An hour later, Dave Marshall heard
his clerk protesting outside his door
and a childish voice saying, "But
please, just for q minute. He likes
me. BE truly does"
Then the door opened and Lydia,
breathless and rosy and threadbare,
came into his little private Office.
She closed the door and stood with
her back against n, unsmiling.
"Fm In quarantine" she said, $50
won't come near you"
"Why, Lydia" exclaimed. Marshall.
where did you come froml' :
"Home. Mr.. Marshall, won't you
Ak daddy's note If he gives you mei"
"Huh 70 calculated Marshall.
"You said last fall" the child went
on, her voice quavering but her eyes
resolute, "that If daddy ever wanted
to sell me, you'd buy me. I think l
ought to be worth thousand dollars.
can do so much work around the
house and help you train Margeryl
can work hard. You ask John Lee
Vine"
Marshall's fat face was purple and
then pale.
docs your father know you're
here, Lydia" he asked.
She clasped her mittened hands In
sudden agitation.
Nobody knows but you" she ex-t
claimed "Ohl you mustn't tell the
man out there my name. I'm In guar