Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1927-06-30
THE STORY

sentiment or their ultra pac1dc tend
snGies. With Dabbs Ned visits Clover
Hollow, abiding place of q collection
OF good-natursd cranks," according to
the grocer. They almost run over q
apparently recognizes. Ned delivers .
grocery order, and in his absence the
girl. Dorothy Selden, reveals that she
knows him to be Ned Carter Rangelsy,
son OF Loren Rangeley. New York
banker.
mences work as a "groeers boy" Alta
residence. the White House," he de-
livers an order marked Johnston"
There he meets girl who tells him
house. the servants having left them
because of the loneliness" He prom
ises to try to procure household help.
sweetheart, he battles her attempts
to discover the reason for his presence
IN Peace Valley. Arrangement is made
Tor cook to- go to the Johnstons'.
Continued from last week.
II think my mothers asleep" was
the low-toned explanation she gave
him, with a gesture toward an upper
window. Ned explained briefly the
arrival and temporary employment of
Mrs. Pulsifer.
Mary, delighted to hear this, init
mated politely that he had now done
all and more than was expected and
might add to her debt of gratitude
by his departure.
1t being a lovely spring afternoon,
warm and delightful, Ned had no idea
whatever of doing this and obtusely
followed her into the kitchen. He
insisted, pleasantly, that having
brought Mrs. Pulsifer there, he must
introduce her.
The introduction performed, Ned
still fingered. Mary ignored him, but
Mrs. Pulsifer had been young once
and scented an approaching romance
more readily than might be supposed.
She was the type of woman who
would always be on the side of the
man, right or wrong. With sly
glance at Ned, she asked Mary If 1t
would not be "a kinda good time to
get a sniff of fresh air?"
II need no telling I've set things
to rights often enough for the Greens.
who usta have this house, you 60
down along with Ned Carter here and
pick and choose something for dinner.
He'd bring you back in jiffy. Amt
no sense In you two wimen running
your delicat stummicks with canned
trash-with me here to cook. You can
git a chicken in no time"
The thought Of providing something
appetizing for her mother appealed to
Mary. She made dignified exit to
consult her mother.
She found her mother asleep and
rejoiced at the sight, because mother
looked dear asleep, and because she
needed sleep. Mary pinned a note on
the pillow to explain the presence of
Mrs. Pulsifer and her own departure
for the village.
Then, secretly amused with country
life and its responsibilities, Mary Sc
renely pulled On a jolly little hat, the
brim lined with blue to match her
eyes, thrust her purse in the pocket Of
her blue coat and ran softly down the
stairs and out into the garden.
We've our own car, you know, Mr..
Carter" she said, as she tucked her
shopping list In her pocket. "The
chauffeur left when the others did,
but Of course the car Is ours, and
can drive it."
Ned replied that it would take time
to get her car out, while his was
ready, unaware that she loathed
driving and had meant to go in his
car from the first. That she did not
take the front seat, with him, was a
blow to Ned. He had quite counted
on this, but Mary had not forgotten
the morning.
things she would do and say to him
II he reverted to this mornings man.
ner, she forgot them all when Ned, In
q casual manner, remarked that the
country about them reminded him Of
the Marne valley. At once Mary saw
him in a new light. II he was one
of them, one of ours from over there,
he had the key to her liking and re-
spect.
1t was then that Dorothy Selden, q
little piqued because she had no one
to play with for the time being, saw
them. Dorothy recognized Mary. She
had stopped at the Mannheim place,
yesterday, and been introduced. OF
course Miss Johnston might have
known Ned, in the old days, but Dor
othy did not think so. Moreover, Miss
Johnston was riding In the rear of
the car, like a passenger. What a
splendid ideal If the grocer hired out
his car, Dorothy would engage It. She
would pretend her own had broken
down, and rag Ned to her hearts con-
tent.
This thought put her in such ex-