New Britain herald., 1928-03-27

lWarfeI by the huge red barns that lowered at the rear. The house itself was white, not so recent, painted as the lordly barns but il was pleasant and honelike, the sort of house which Sally's chums ;t the orphanaee had pictured as an ideal home, N hen they had let their lnl- agina'Ions run away with them.
 Sally herself, born with q differ ont picture Of home in her mind, had romanced about a house which would have made this one look like >,rNantS' quarters, but now that II was before her she felt a thrill ol pipasurr. At least it Was a home. not an institution.
 A woman, big, heavy -bosomed, stornly corseted beneath her snugly fitting, StarChed blue chambray house dress, appeared upon the front porch and stood shading her eyes against the western sun, which revealed the thinnoss Of her iron gray hair and the deep wrinkles in her tanned fac,
 Why dtdu't you drive around to the back 2'' she called harshly
 This youu4-un amt company, 10 be t1'aipsin' through my front room Did you bring them rubber rings for my fruit jars?'
 You betci9." Clem Carson re- fused 10 be dauntcd in Sally's pres oncc. Flows Pearl, Ma? Cold any better? l brought her some salvc for her throat and some candy"
 Shes all right" Mrs. Carson shouted. as if the car were a hun- drcd yards away. And why you want 10 be throwin' your money away on patent medicine salycs is more'n l can see. I can make q better salve any day outa kerosene and lard and turpentine, Reckon you didn't got any Car'mcls for me, rcarl's all you think of
 Got you half a pound of cIrmeis," Carson shouted laugh ing. 'lll drive the new girl around hack.
 Mas got a sharp tongue, but she don [ mean no harn,' Carson thucklcd. as he swung the car around the house.
 When it shiycrod to stop be- tween the barns and the house, the farmer lifted ont a few bundles which had crowded Sallys feet, he Al hc hatch in the rear of the car. reveal ing moro bundles. Carson was load iuG her arms "ith parcels when he saw 3 miracle wrought on her pale, tinrid face.
 Lord. You look pretty enough 10 cat.' clen Carson cJaculatoI but he saw then that she was not even aware that lie was speaking 10 her.
 In one Of the few books allowed for Sunday reading in the orphan ago-;t beautiful, thick book with color-plat" illustrations, it's name. stories from the Blblc,' lettcred in Ell'torins gold on a back of heavenly hluc-S Sally had found and secretly WorShipod the portrait Of her ideal hero. II was a Nividly col ored picture of David, forever fixed in strong, beautiful grace, as he was about 10 hurl the stone from his Slingshot 10 slay the giant, Goliath. She had dreamed away many hours of her adolescence and early young Girlhood, inc bis book open on hi< Fueo at the portrait of the BihlicaI hero. and it had not seemed lik" Sacrilege 10 adopt that sun drcnch"1. strong lmbed but slender hoy as the personficati ton of her hopes for romance.
 And now he was striding toward Ler-the Nory David of Stories from the Bihl"." True, he sheep skin raimont Of the picture was cX- changed for q blue shirt. open at thc throat, and for a pair of cheap, oarth-soiled jeans trousers; but inc boy man Has the same, the sane. As ho strodo lightly, with the 'as" Of an athl"t" or tho light tootcducss of T Eod, the sun flalncd in his curling, boIdcn-broun hair He was '1ll but not so tall as Clcm Carson. and there were power and ease and youth in every motion Of his beautiful body.
 bid you get the plon sharo sharp ned. Mr. farson' I've been NaitinG for ii. but in the meantime I've been tjnkefing with that little banJ cider press. We ought 10 do good business with il if wc sci up a stand on the state road, at the foot of the lane"
 Joy d'opaned the sapphire Of .SJilys eyes. GuINorcd along the curves of her soft llt'1e mouth. For his voice vas as she had dreamed il would be-vibrant. clear, strong, with a thrill Of music in il.
 Sure l got it sharpcned. Dave, Carson answered curtly. "N ou uughta gct in another good hour with the c'Iltlyator before dark. You run along in the back door there, Sally. Mrs. Carson will be needing you to help her with supper
 The change in carson'5 voice startled hcr, made her "incc. Why was hc angry with her-aId with ,ayid. whose eolI-fleckcd hazel eyes were smiling at her, shyly, as lt lie were a little ashamed of Carson for not having introduced them? But. oh. his name was David, David 7. l. had had 10 be David.
 CHAPTER V
 In the big kitchen. dominated by an Imm.uae coal-and- wood cook stove, Sally found Mrs. Carson busy with supper paratlons. Her daughter, Pearl. drifted about the kitchen. coughing at intervals 10 remind her mother that she was ill,
 P.arl Carson in that first mo- Incnt after Sally had bumped into