New Britain herald., 1928-03-27

should not see the flare of hate in those pale blue eyes which she { knew would follow upon her own answer. "Im-Im third year high She did not have the cour- age 10 explain that she had just
 finished her third year. that she i would graduate from the orphan ages high school next year. Third year?" Pearl was in credulous. 'Oh. Of course, the or phanage school. My school is at least two years higher than yours. We prepare for college"
 Sally nodded; what use to say that the orphanage school was regular public school, too, that it also prepared for college? And that Sally herself had dreamed of working her way through college, even as David Nash was doing?
 Eight o'clock was the supper hour on the farm in the summer time, when every hour of daylight had to be spent in the orchards and fields. When the long dining table. covered with red-and- brown oh eek cd oil cloth. was finally set. down 10 the last iron n-handled knife, Sally was faint with hunger, for supper Was at six at the orphanage.
 Sally had peeled a huge dishpan Of potatoes, had shredded a giant head of pale green cabbage for cole slaw. had watched the pots of cooking string beans, turnips and carrots, had rolled in flour and then fried great slabs of round steak-all under the critical eye of Mrs. Carson, who had found her self free to pick over the days harvest of blackbcrrjcs for canning
 T suppose we'll have to let Sally cat at the table with us,' Pearl grumbleI to her mother. needless of the fact that Sally overheard. Tn the city family wouldn't dream Of sitting down 10 table with the servants. I'm sick of living on a farm and treating the hired help like members of the family
 "I thought you liked having David Nash sit at table with us, Mrs. Carson reminded her.
 Well, Davd's different. He's :; university student and d football l,ero,' Pearl defended herself But the other hired men and the Orphans Home girl"
 Glenn Carson appeared in the kitchen doorway. Supper ready?"
 ''Ics, Papa. Thanks for the candy, but I do wish you'd get il in a box. not in a paper sack. Pearl pouted. 'I'll ring the bell. Hurry up and wash before the others come in.'
 While Glenn Carson was pumping water into q tin wash basin, just inside the kitchen door. Pearl swung the his copper dinner bell. sanding on the narrow back porch, her lavender silk skirt fluttcring about her thick legs.
 Sally fled 10 the dining room then, ashamed 10 have David Nash see her in the betraying uniform of the orphanage.
 She had obediently set nine places at the long table, not know ing who all of those nine would be. but she found ont before many min utes passed. elem Carson sat H' one end Of the table, Mrs. Carson at the other. And before David and the other hired man appeared q tiny. bent little old lady, with kind, vague brown eyes and trem- bling hands, came ShufflnS in from somewhere to scat herself nt her farmer sons right hand. Sally learned later that everyone called her Grandma, and that she was Clem Carsons widowed mother. Immediately behind the little old lady came q big, hulking. loose jointed man of middle age, with q slaGk. grnninG mouth, q stubhlc of gray beard on his receding chin, vacant idiotic smile in his pal" eyes.
 At sight of Sally, shrinking timidly against the chair which was 10 be hers, the half wit lung"l toward her liked playful, over