The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-09-14

Wlpcu ucT eyes anu FOlCe Cledu VI dS-
sumed indifference.
I'm sorryl I'm terribly sorry. l.
I've made you look like an omelette."
His eyes deepened as they met hers
contritely appealing. His lips tight
ened. Was he furiously angry be-
cause she had spoiled his clothes?
"Truly, I'm sorry haven't even
thanked you for saving me from hor-
rid fall-Id loathe being mushed-for-
give me for being fiippant. l am on
my knees in apology for the damage
to your clothes. Come into the house
and Jane Mack will take off the spots.
She's a demon cleanser"
mo, thank you, my man will do it."
"If you scorn our help, you will let
me say Thank you.' won't your" She
held out her hand. II am Prudence
Schuyler of Prosperity farm"
Don't apologize for the damage.
which amounts to nothing, or the
snub which I deserved. l am"
"Well, Rod. here you are!" 81 Puff
fer in work-stained blue overalls ex-
tended a knob-jolnted hand "What
you dom hereY Thought you left High
Lodges last week. Whatta mean Is,
didn't know you and Miss Prue was
acquainted"
So this was the glamorous Rodney
Gerard The playboy whom she had
planned to treat with superb disdain
when or II they met! Life certainly
had nice sense Of humor to fling her
into his arms. Prudence debonairly
answered the question in 81 Pufrer's
slate-color eyes.
"We arent-that is, we weren't, but
quite suddenly took the quickest way
down from the haymow, Mr.. Man-of-
the-Moment caught me-and look"
She held out her skirt.
"Well, I'll be darned-and eggs forty
cents dozen! You'd better chuck
the mess an 60 get that skirt cleaned"
I'm going. Good morning, Mr.
Mr.. Rod, and thank you again." Pru-
dence smiled and nodded to the two
men watching her, as she left the barn.
pretty as movie star and smart as
steel trap" 81 Puffer commented.
"Who is she? What is she doing
here?"
Haven't you heard? Austin Schuy-
Ter left all his holdings here to that
slip of girl He up an died, just
after he'd paid a lot Of money for an
annuity, too. Can you beat it! Miss
Prue came last night with Ratchet
faced woman. who's going to be the
housekeeper. She's come to the farm
to see If she can get her brother
David's health back. They say he had
an income enough to live on-he was
a lawyer-besides his practice till the
crash came. Two years ago his wife
walked out on him with his sister
jules husband"
Schuyler! Is that the family That
rotten scandal staggered even the
most hard-boiled people know. This
Miss Schuyler's sister Julie was charm
ing but too domestic for the man she
married. Her husband wanted wom-
an who would make other men stop,
look, listen. His wife's sister-in-law
was that type, SO he stepped up and
took her. He didn't have her long.
Mrs. David Schuyler was smashed up
in an automobile accident a week after
she ran away"
"Gorry-me. Makes me think Of
them words in the Bible, AN the
wages Of sin is death Folks say
David Schuyler put in all his spare
time helping the down-an'-out at res
cue mission. Mis- Prue's got grit.
Whatta mean is, last night when
brought them in, the road was so thick
with fog you could cut it. Once when
I looked round could see tears glis.
tening In her eyes, but she kept her
voice like music. I'll bet she sings"
$50 she intends to farm! Haven't
they any money!"
Lost It; investments wiped out as
quick and as clean as you can wipe
writing from slate. Whatta mean Is,
they lost their money, that's the talk
in the village. She can get their living
all right from the place if-if-only
she will stick It out In spite of radios
an movies, guess 'twon't seem much
like the city. Thought you'd gone,
Rod, Don't you usually go flying or
playing polo or visiting this time of
year?"
Rodney Gerard looked quickly at
Puffer's inscrutable face. You're not
crazy about me as solid citizen, are
you. 81? I was going, but Len Gallo
way held me up. He wants my de-
cision on the timber now so that he
can make his contracts for the In
crease In his cut"
Puffer rubbed his hand up and down
his unshaven cheek. He drawled:
"I'n donate one piece of advice, Rod.
Don't trust Galloway. Whatta mean
is. that old trouble between you two is
only smolderin'. Een's always been a
queer mixture Of terrible temper and
sense Of Justice. When he Gets
mad he sees blood-red."
"He's all right now, 81 He has
been mighty fair and agreeable"
"Hmp. That's because he wants
something. Butter wouldn't melt in