New Britain herald., 1928-03-28

but It was being worked "on shares by a large family of l brothers, who had no need for | David's labor in the summer. She l knew, too, from his modest replies 1 to questions asked by Ross Willis 1 and Purdy Bates, that David was
 d star athlete, that he had already won his letter in football and that | he had been boxing champion Of 1 the sophomore class. Marvellous l David.
 But h@ likes me, Sally eAulted He likes Inc better than Pearl or Bessie Coates or Sue Mullins. l suppose she added honestly. he's sorry for me because I'm an or phan and Pearl has it in for me. | but l don't care why he's nice to i me. just so he is.'
 The radio music stopped at half
 past eleven. Soon afterward Sally i heard the shouted good nights of Pearls gnests: We had swell time. PearI,' Don't forget Pearl. Our house tomorrow night,' ''Se" you at Sunday school Pearl, and bring David
 with Nou' Some sheik Oh. Mama. But watch out for that hahN-taced orphan, Pearl, Shes got he! cap set for him and she'll beat your lime, if you don't look out"
 Sally felt her face flame with shame and anger. Why did girls and boys have to be So nasty minded. sue asked herself on q sob. Why couldn't they let her and David be friends without thinking things like that? Why. David was so-so wonderful. He wouldn't look at q frightened little girl from an orphans home No girl was good enough for David Nash. she told herself tiarcely.
 The next morning Pearl failed to "n'ice David into going to church and sunday School with her. and sally was left alone to prepare the big sunday linner-Mrs. Carson having gone to church in spite of her Saturday dotermination not to-
 David came smiling into the kitchen, immaculate in a Nhita shirt and Well-fitting grty flannel pipe in his mouth,
 Mind if ] study out here on the kitchen porch ''' he asked sally his hazel 'yrs Erimmine with frlcndlin ss, Y like company and my sarrvt rooms hot as an inferno.'
 'Td love to have VOL" Sally told him shyly, 'J'il try not 10 make any noise with the cooking uten- 1 sils''
 'Ch. ! don't mind noise" ho laughed. Fact ls. wish you'd ! sins. I'll bet you can sing like q bird. Your voice sings even when 1 you're talking. And any Noman-" q delicate compliment 'hat-"can work better when shes singing"
 And so Sally sang. Sh. sang Sunday School songs. hccause ii | was Sunday.
 It was sweet to be alone in tho Hil'li'tl, VIII II I'd l'j Sp IlEdT. 61S ] crisp. golden brown head bent oyer 1 his book, smoke spirallns lazilv i from his pipe. Tn. old grand i mother. looking very tiny and old 1 fashioned in rustlins black taffota, had gone to church. too, leading I her mlddle-Hgnd half-wit son hy the hand, Benny had strained at his mothers hand, irving to get loose so that he could kiss Sally and show her his bright red neck tie at which the fingers of his free hand rlucke1 "Xciredly. As she re nlemberfd those vacant. grlnnlns eyes, that slack, grlnnlng mouth, Sally's song changed 10 heart felt | paean ot thanksgiving.
 Count your blessings,
 Name them one hy one
 Count your many blessings
 See what God hath done.''
 Oh. she was blessed: She had q good mind: sometlmns she was l. pretty, she could dance and sing;