The Nome daily nugget., 1935-01-19

| this morning." Aurora's voice came through the open window. Like as not that handsome pair of hose will be full of runs when you get back, Nancy Nelson. Why not bor- row a pair of Miss Columbine's black cottons?"
 Jack was obliged to hide grin at a vision of his fastidious sister fin cotton stockings; and Nance re- piled, almost impatiently: "Oh, see here, Aurora, didn't Juanita have on silk stockings at the post office this morning?"
 "If she did, I'll paddle that girl when get home," asserted the good woman. "Juanita Tubbs wearin' silk stockin's in the mornin' l Whats the world comin' to?"
 "Mercyl" gasped Nance. Have I got Juanita into trouble7 I hope not. Next time we go down to the Springs, Aurora, I'll buy some wool en sport hose. thought packed pair but can't find them. Now don't worry any more on that sub- tect. How do I reach the hill-the one with the pine trees on it?"
 "Walk straight up the road till you pass my house and see path leadin' into the woods. It's terrible steep and I ain't attempted 1t for years, though Tubbs and I got en- gagged to be married up there under the old pine. You'll find our initials i cut in the bark with heart around lem. Victor Tubbs is a real good carver. If you run into anybody from the Adam ranch, Nancy, tell 'em we'll want extra milk tomor- row. And would you mind peekin' in my bedroom window and see if Tubbs Is sleepin'? He's got adell- cate stomach, and his supper didn't set good last night"
 Suppressing smile at this unique request, Nance promised, and started on her way. The after noon was all her own, and 1t was impossible not to feel thrill at this unbelievable December day. The sun was warm; yet the paper reported a blizzard raging in New England! It seemed incredible; ; and next week, Nance unused re gretfully, the Country club would be gay with winter sports.
 q wouldn't be there anyway" she consoled herself, as the home sicknesses she had supposed van- quished, raised It's head again. I'd be at Edgemere wiping dishes for Mother, or hopping up puddles of snow brought in by Phil. Here's the Tubbs abode already. I must see if Victor is asleep.'
 This brought a smile, and home sickness retired to that place where such things go when we forget our selves. Auroras house set back space from the road. Nance went softly up the path and peered in at a window. By pressing her face against the glass she made out an ornate iron bedstead on which the recumbent Tubbs was snoring peacefully; while one of his wife's rich layer cakes and an open jack knife stood on a nearby chair.
 Thinking of victor's delicate stomach" the girl chuckled as she turned away. No wonder his sup pers failed to digest Should she tell on him? Nance decided against this: but vowed that Cousin Col umbine should hear the story. It was too good to keep.
 She still smiled as she resumed her walk; but that path into the woods seemed to elude her. Con cluding that she had missed it, Nan cy stepped, aside to escape the dust from an approaching truck, and recognizing the hatless figure of Matthew Adam, hailed him as he was about to pass.
 Although on one pretext or an- other, Mark had dropped in almost every day of the past two weeks, Nance had not seen Matthew since his blushing exit after colliding with Aurora Tubbs. He was blush Ing now, the girl observed, and wondered if 1t were the same blush, or a new one for her espe- cial benefit She said, as shy smile lowered across his face on recognizing her: "Sorry to make you stop if you're in hurry, but Aurora wants more milk tomorrow. And will you show me how I can reach that hill? I've lost my way" | As Matt slid lightly from the truck to stand beside her, Nance was again impressed with the young mans appearance. His blush had subsided; but something told her that he was struggling with em- barrassment and furious with him. self because of 1t.
 You should have turned off just after you passed Aurora's," he told