The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-07-19
BY lean SEIYWRIGHT

| woman as f-cn as Mrs. + enWlcK TO
wear herself to a FRAGILE RAINING
this show when she really doesn't
need 20 do d Cal says sire has
a fortune of her own, besides.
whenever she goes into some new
venture, her husband always puts
up a wad of dough.
"He must think a lot of her." !
remarked while arranged the
flowers for the tearoom.
Cal threw back his head and
laughed. Dunno about that. She's
always talking about expressing
herself. Well, if | know the old
man, he'd Gather pay for her to
express herself on something else
than bother himself listening to
her harangueS."
Laughed when Peter said it
was so clean up here ne wouldn't
need TO wash his neck more than
once week! Kids are funny;
but he's right. The air is crystal
clear. We're so far from neigh
bors we don't get any smoke and
factories are unknown near The
Golden Anchor as Mrs. Fenwick
calls the tearOom. Guess it was
so named because some of her
husbands ancestors were con-
nected with the sea.
really love it here. My bed
room window looks right across
the winding lake that lies below
the little hill on which The Golden
Anchor is built. No one would
ever imagine that the tearoom
was once a barn whore the warm,
sweet breath of the cattle filled
the air, and in the loft, now re-
moved, great loads Of hay were
stored against Ions, cold winters,
for it has been glOrified so with
old loaded windows and frrScoed
walls.
Wish Peter had some young
sters to play with. | must ask
Cal if theee are any in the neigh
borhood. Quite glad Cal doesn't
seem omind having Peter around
but he should be with children.
Cal evidently seems to feel re-
sponsible for the welfare of
everyone connected with the tea
room. When looked in at his
workship in the afternoon, he
said, take a tip from me-never
open the door at night when
you're alone in the house. There's
things going on in this country
that would scare the daylights out
of you"
laughed. "T'm not afraid. You
can't scare me-"
His blue eyes twinkled and he
looked hard at me for a minute,
then he siad, Guess | can't. All
the same, meter watch out for
strangers you can't always
trust some of the summer folks.
"Liker Jigger?" | said in a low
tone, as Mrs. Fenwick appeared.
| He nodded. So Cal does know
my strange caller after all.
| While life seems to run along
here very smoothly on the sur
face with charming people as our
guests, special dinners for the
young folks who are in the swa0
camps that abound in the neigh
bOrhood. | have a hunch tina.
there's something sinister, too. |
don't know yet what it is. told
Tess how | felt when we went for
a short walk in the woods.
"0h," she said, You're all wet.
Guess | know what gets you, It's
those hemlock trees so tall
so dark with their
branches sweeping the ground as
though shielding some mystery e..
and then when the wind blows
the eerie sounds might Sug-
gest ghosts, but there's nothing to
it,"
Maybe she's right, for the aine
woods present quite a contrast to
Fifth Avenue, New York. Lovely,
of course, and so fragrant, but |
could hardly see myself spend
ing my life in such surroundings.
Still it's healthful and the airs
like wine. No wonder Peters
cheeks are rosk, and what an APP
petite he has!
Mrs. Fenwick has given orders
he should sleep as late as he likes
in the morning, so he'll be thor
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