The Washington times., 1936-10-27

private road, past the gates and
the sign. Look at the forget-me-
net But there should be Gin
nerarias here, too! They aren't
keeping it the way we did. I hope
things are all right inside"
"But mother, maybe the people
won't want us to come in," Dora
thea whispered.
And Jan, who cared just as
much what people thought, but
wouldn't admit it, looked around
nervously and said, POO! What
do we care?"
"Well, if I can't visit my own
home" Evelyn pffed, for the road
was steep. 1.-THE home where I
was raised-and Ia Failey-"
They were nearing the house
now, and they weren't bit dis
appointed. It was just as they'd
always dreamed of it, just as they
wanted it to be.
"Oh, it's NICE" Dorathea
breathed. Its just where I've
always wanted to live"
But wait till you see the in
side" Evelyn cried, hurrying them
on, and then a man with a rake,
and a big police dog at his heels,
came down from side path.
This is private property. No
trespassing!" he said gruffly. The
dog waited just behind him, nei-
ther barking nor growing, nor
wagging his tail.
I'm one of the Faileys-we own
this house, you know" Evelyn
said. brightly.
The gardner stared.
eyes, indeed. Right now we're
renting it to the present occu-
pants. These are my daughters.
We're calling"
In spite of himself, the man
looked impressed.
'They amt home" he said after
a pause.
Then at least We'll look around
a Bit" Evelyn said, advancing.
But the man with the rake was
just as firm. I'm sorry, but got
my orders"
Dorathea and Jan began to
droop again, Evelyn to argue. In
the end, they were permitted to
make the tour Of the grounds,
even to walk up to the porch and
peek in the windows, the gardener
right at their heels.
Evelyn didn't care. She peeked
and pointed, chatting, explaining,
but the girls were nervous. II
don't know when my people'Il be
getting back" the man kept say
ing. II got my orders!"
Come, mother, pleased" Dora
thea begged.
At that moment the dog bounded
away, barking joyously.
That's the young man coming,
Now, what did tell you? You'll
have to move on!"
Certainly not!" Evelyn said in
dignantly. I'll talk to him my
self"
Her eyes sparkled, she patted
her haid, strengthened her hat.
Then the dog dashed around the
corner OF the house, and after him
came, not young man, but boy.
He was a thin, delicate looking
boy with pale olive skin and dark
eyes. under curiously straight,
dark broWs.
For a moment Evelyn was taken
0back. But almost instantly she
recovered. How do you do?" she
said brightly. I'm one of the
FaileyS-Evelyn Failey Keith, and
these are my daughters, Dorathea
and Janet. I brought them to see
the house where lived as a little
girl. I'm sure you don't mind"
Certainly not" the boy said.
His level dark eyes slipped from
Evelyn to Jan, and rested there.
I'm Lowell Kramer. In the alb
sence of my father and mother,
may I be the host?"
JAMS boy friend"
From that April afternoon when
he made her stiff little speech in
his precise, odd English, the fam
lily had no other name for Lowell
Kramer.
AS a joke at first, then as an
actuality, the Kramer boy was to
remain JAMS boy friend, until the
end of the chapter.
1t amused Evelyn so much that
she told everyone about it. The
story of how the Kramers' gar
dener tried to chase them off with
a rake, and the Kramers' son
practically gave them back the
house and begged leave to call
upon them with his mother, was
a story that grew better with every
telling.
Before she was through, she
had him kissing JAMS hand as he
bade her goodbye. "All those
South Americans favor blondes"
she explained. But as often as she
told the story she looked at PLAIN
little Jan, and wondered how it
happened.
Nobody could understand it.
Uncle Peter didn't even pretend
to believe it until he came in to
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