The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1926-12-02


tatoes are kept" she said, $50 put
them In that biz basket in the corner.
You see, | don't know where every
thing belongs. yet"
''Why not leave them where they
are" advised Ned. 1.-THE new cook
will probably want to put them some
where else anyway"
"Oh | think not, Mr. -Mr.-er-Dabhs."
But I'm not Mr. Dabbs. I'm his
nephew. My names Carter. Ned Car
ter"
Miss Johnston smiled. then frowned
a little. a horseshoe shaped frown
that drew her delicate black brows
together,
TRY not TO make so much noise
with the potatoes, Mr.: Carter. don't
want my mother disturbed"
Ned, who had been pouring the pc.
tatoes into the basket as might a
small boy. and rather enjoying the
noise, colored and stopped this dem
onstration of his muscular power. In
stead of pouring them out as though
they were canned peas, he lowered
the bag discreetly and allowed the po-
tatoes to escape as potatoes should,
much better" Miss Johnston ad.
mitted. and Ned found her charming
as she stood there with slightly puck
cred brow. He forgot to object to
the school-teacher manner with which
she said II. Now, II you'll put the
the porch, why that will be all. Tell
your uncle that. with the servants
gone. I'll have TO telephone him
later about the chickens we ordered.
I'm afraid we shan't want them"
Ned understood he was being dis
missed and picked up his empty po-
iato sack, As he crossed the room
he had sudden inspiration.
Miss Johnston. II there's anything
Uncle can do before your new serv-
ants come, why, let us know. Uncle
might be able TO get some one in Peace
Valley TO come for day and help
you out"
"Oh. do ask himl II would help
Immensely"
Nod went out. determined that II
should be done, and Mary decided
that country people were really tho
salt of the earth. She also decided
that this young man was decidedly too
goodlooklng, with an air impossible
to deny. How had he come by II in
"a country general storef
While she wondered, and put the
groceries away, Dorothy Selden, who
could have told her all about the air
and how II was acquired, waited at
the gate for the returning "grocer's
boy"
He drove toward her whistling. In
face and figure he was all that n
lady might love, but his expression
was far from being either pleasant
or inviting. He stopped whistling
when he saw Dorothy waiting alone,
and heavy frown came to his brow.
Dorothy swung herself into his
path. Ned endeavored to keep on his
way, but the girl was determined.
Ned halted Jenny and waited.
80, you've changed your mind2'
mo" Ned answered promptly, and
then In true country fashion proceed
ed to answer one question by asking
another. where's Uncle ClaudeT
The girl ignored 1t, leaning on the
wagon, insolently. "You didn't get
across to fight" she jeered.
mo. Did You and father work to-
gether TO prevent it? I've often won
defed."
you've quarreled with your charm
ing but captalistlc father, and arc
down here working for your living
Neds mouth twisted into relue-
tant smile. rs that all you got after
pumping c, NJ. Dabbs?"
"And you call yourself Carter"
the girl finished ominously.
"Right. Don't give me away"
The girl nodded. what am ! to
understand from that, but that you've
seen the error of your ways and de-
cided to join u.s."
"UsT
"Why this pretense7" Miss Selden
asked airily. 81 assure you there's no
need. ! don't mind your following
me down here. This is refuge, a
haven whore people like ourselves
may find freedom OF speech, Of
thought, of action"
Ned looked at her. "And costumer
he added.
Dorothy laughed, secure in the fact
that whatever he thought of IT, it was
becoming. II was going to be inter
esting, having Ned around. He must
have cared more than she thought, to
have followed so soon. How had he
known? But she kept these things to
herself and continued her pose. I'm
a worker too, Ned. Mrs. Mannheim
came down here TO stay with her, as
you evidently discovered-has com
munity garden, and /, well do my
small share toward making it sue
cess"
Don't let me detain you" limited
Ned, lifting Jenny's reins, fearful that
if he stayed longer he would spoil her
delightful theory of pursuit by the
discarded lover.
But Dorothy still held to the wagon
and he could not go. You remember
Mrs. Mannheim" she asked.
Ned nodded. "Oh, yes, remember
her well, but I'm not anxious to renew
the acquaintance under the circum-
stances. | hardly think she'd care to
have the grocer's boy calling"
"Oh, | don't think she'd mind, If
explain. OF course, 1t hasn't been
done. Among our own social set dis
tinctions simply do not exist, but we
haven't included the village, yet"
I'm sure that would never do. And
now. please, where is--Uncle Gaude?'
"At the stonemason's, across the
bridge Dorothy informed him, and
for a moment relaxed her hold on the
side Of the wagon and stopped to re-
cover Peters leash.
Instantly, Ned and Jenny started
So--.. the rood