The Indianapolis times., 1928-03-20

herself her, mother left her at the or
phange. but meyer returned to see if the
During. the drive to the farm Carson
Of PEAR ss ne wSa farm Sa S aOn. of his
his eye" Clem's wife greetS them as
they drive into the yard--a hard fea-
tured, domineerins woman. As Sally
which Glenn heaps in her arms, she sees
coming toward her a handsome young
man; She hears him called David, and
her heart pounds strangely.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Yin the big kitchen, dominated b,
Il an immense coal-and-woo cool
stove, Sally found Mrs. Carson
busy with supper preparations. He
daughter, Pearl, drifted about TIN
kitchen, coughing at intervals to re.
mind her mother that she was i'll.
Pearl Carson, in that first mo.
lnent after Sally had bumped into
ner at the door, had seemed to the
orphaned girl to be much oldel
than she, for her plump body was
voluptuouSly developed and over.
decked with finery. The farmer,
daughter wore her light red hail
deeply marcelled. The natural color
in ther broad, plump cheeks was
heightened by rouge, applied layishly
over a heavy coating of white
powder.
Her lavender silk crepe dress was
made very full and short of skirt
so that her thick -ankled legs were
displayed almost to the knee. II
was before the day of knee dresses
for women and Sally, standing there
awkwardly with her own bundle
and the parcels which Carson had
thrust into her Arms, blushed for
the extrayagant display of unlovely
/ flesh.
But Pearl Carson, if not exactly
pretty, was not homeiy, Sally was
forced to admit to herself. = She
looked more like one of her father
healthy, sorrel-colored heifers than
anything else, except that the hei-
fer's eyes would have been mild
and kind and slightly melancholy
while Pearl Carson's China-blue
eyes were wide and cold, in an in
Solent, contemptuouS stare.
Il suppose you're the new girl
from the Orphans Home" she said
at last. What's your name?"
"Sa-Sally Ford" Sally stammered
institutional shyness blotting out
her radiance, leaving her pale and
meek.
Pearl, you take Sally up to her
'~Nom and show her where to put
lle1 S'aings. Did you bring a work
dress: S-xs. Carson turned from
inspecting great iron kettle OF
cooking food on the stove.
"Yesm," Sally gulped. But ]
only brought two dresses - my
ry-day dress and tits one. Mrs
Stone said youd-you'd give ne
some Of P-Pearls."
She flushed painfully, in hunili-
alton at having to accept charity
and in doubt as to whether she
was to address the daughter of the
house by her Christian name, with
out a handle"
Pearl, switching her short, law
ender silk skirts insolently, led the
way up % step fight of narrow
stairs leading directly off the kitchen
to the garret. The roof, shaped to
fit the gables of the house, was SO
low that Sally's head bumped inself
twice on their passage of the dusty
dark corridor to the room she was
to be allowed to call her own
mo, not that door," Pearl halted
her sharply. That's where David
Nash, one of the hired men, sleeps,
Sally wanted to stop and lay her
hand softly against the door which
his hand had touched, bue she did
not dare. I'll saw him. she
faltered.
ooh, you did, did yor?" Pearl de-
manded sharply. well, let me tell
you, young lady, you let David
Nash alone. He's mhne-See? He's
not just an ordinary hired hand
He's working his way through State
A. & M. He's star on the football
team and everything. But don't
you go trying any funny business on
David, or I'll make you wish you
hadn't"
TT didn't even speak to him,
Sally hastened to reasSure the
farmers daughter, then hated her
self for her humblenesS.
Here's your room. It's small and
it gets pretty hot in mere in the
summer, but I guess it's better'r
you're used to at that" Parl Car
son, little Modified, swung open
a flimsy pine door.
Sally looked about her timidly
her eyes taking in the low, sagging
cot bed, the upturned pine box that
served as waShstand, the broken
rocking chair, the rusty nails in
tended to take the place of clothes
closet; the faded, dirty rag rug on
the warped boards of the floor; the
tiny window, whose single sash
swung inward and was fastened by
a hook on the wall.
"I'll bring you some Of my old
dresses" Pearl told her. "But you'd
better hurry and change into your
orphanage dress, SOS you can help
Mama with the supper. She's
been putting up raspberries all day
and she's dead tired. I guess Papa
told you you'd have 10 hustle this
summer. This amt a summer va
cation-for you. 1t is for me. I &C
to school in the city in the winter
I'm second year high, and I'm only
16," she added proudly. What are
you?"
Sally, who had been nervousl!
untying her brown paper parcel
bent her head lower SO that she
should ont see the flare of hate ir
those pale blue eyes which she
knew would follow upon her owl
answer. I'm -- I'm third yea
high" She did not have the courage
to explain that she had just finished
her third year, that she woulC
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