The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1929-11-29


just to say who ,am-and who you
and Marjory are-when you come
down, l mean-and tell him ten dol.
lars a week--before, you come down.
mean, and II he argues, am t0
yield with dignity. And then | take
him upstairs-after you girls come
down, mean-and say dinner will
be served at six O'Clock"
Obviously, the windows OF the iiv.
ing room were closed to scornfuI Gsn-
ger Ella. One vantage spot was left
to her, the basement, and she repaired
thither. AS the narrow window In
front was too high for her, she rolled
an empty apple barrel to the proper
position, stood 1t upright. anu laid an,
old ironing board across 1t. Then
she climbed up, with great care for3
her best summer frock. and was re-.
warded with clear view of the en-
tire street
At exactly two-fifteen, Hiram Buck
worth briskIy rounded the corner,
and made for the old brown parsOn-
age, unaware that from various we'll
Swallowed recesses. three pairs OF
steady bright eyes bore silent witness
to his approach. Hiram BuckwOrtll
saw only pleasantly sun-burnedI
shingle-brown old house Sc. In a we'll
trimmed lawn canopied with broad
branching naples, saw an inviting
pathway of old tlagstones, bordered
with pansfes. The eyes behind the-
curtnined windows saw tall young
man, who walked vigorously, with q
vigorous swing to his arms, vigor-
Gus swing to his legs, noticed par
ticularly how the sunshine cast bronze
into his dark hair, for, most unmin-
isterially, he carried his hat In one
hand.
"What a aice, clean, Christian boy
he looks" approved Miss Jenkins in
great relief.
"Why. how very young" wondered
Marjory. 60
"He doesn't look any Hiram to
was Ginger's private comment
But Hiram Buckworth, unaware
these secret Impressions, marched
briskly up The fiagstone path, set down
his bag, and rang the bell. A decent
interval was permitted to elapse--
Ginger. holding her breath on the,
apple barrel counted the approved
twenty-and at the very number, Miss
jenkins went to the door, clustered
and flushed Miss jenkins. unused 10
doing the honors of house.
II am Hiram Buckworth.'' ne said
pleasant'7. brown hand outstretched.
"Are sou indeed?" stammered MissI
Jenkins. 81 am Miss Jenkins-l
introduce the girls when they g
down. | was just to let you i'm
goodness me. what's that?"
There was a sudden crash from
low, a splintering. q thud, and o'
all, sharp expletiYe which in
other than ministerial home wei
have been considered distinctly
stumbling confusion Of I
barrassed Miss Jenkins, Of
heard every word. In tmpul
| ness TO rush 10 the rescue ~
sonage reputation. had steppdd
far on the end of the ironing bon
so that it few up suddenly and droppedV
her into the barrel which overturned
on top Of her. The silence that fol-
lowed the first crash was an immense
one.
Nothing" chartered Miss Jenkins
oN oIl Ttyc%
aoise-iOts of noises here house
full of them-rats. suppose--rats I'M
the wall. Come righr upstairs. III.
show you your ROOM"
Marjory. holding her breath at thal
window upstairs. heard tn ,se horrih' 81
words. What was the woman think.I
ing of? Her instructions had beenS
positive, oft-repeated. TO take him fOS
the living room, break the news oil
ten dollars a week. and hold him ID
conversation until the appearance 81
the two girls for formal introductinn&
Up the stairs-and Marjory
upon him from the window!
toward the door. but alrea
were at the curve of the circul
case. She threw wild gland !
the room-no possible esca
closet. the bath with its sing 4
trance! She. Marjory, pre-
hostess of the house to be caua
this humiliating predicament?
to be thought of!
AS quick as thought, she dropD
to the floor and crawled beneath
bed. where the fringe of the
spread sufficed to curtain her retr
'.It's nice rOom." rambled NJ
jenkins nervously. TITS n
ver's own ROOM hope
religious books. Mr.. TollivS
reads anythings else--not thai
reads anything now. poor dear. VIII
with his eyes-l suppose you've heg
about that?"
"Yes, such misfortune"
(TO BE CONTINUED)