The daily monitor leader. [volume] (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1942-19??, 1942-12-19

Will yO0i WdouiiiS OLIVES tiiS
room. "In my day girls didn't lie
in bed until half past nine in
the morning"
Karen sat up guiltily, pulling
the sheets around her shoulders
against the cold. is it really so
late, Fru Eriksen?" she cried.
so late? So late indeed.
Breakfast is done, and every
body gone to work hours ago.
Oluf and Einar have been clean
ing the barn ever since eight o.
clock, and we in the kitchen
have half the baking done.
Shame on YOU" She bent, and in
one quick movement, whisked
the heavy quilt away.
"No, Fru Eriksen," they cried,
and clutched at each other to
keep warm. But the woman went
off laughing; they leaped out of
bed and ran barefooted over to
the closet TO get their clothes.
A few minutes later when
they started down into the
they heard Fru Erik
sens voice from as far away as
the upstairs landing. Large and
hearty, it was crying. Look
sharp in the oven. l smell Fru
Roledag's biscuits. You'll never
get fat on your arms If you stand
still" And then she must have
heard them, for she called, "Ha,
ha, here they come, the lazy
sleepers. Gossiping all night
long, and can't get up in the
morning"
And down the stairs came
Karen and Margit with their fac
es washed, but looking very
sheepish, both in brown dresses
and heavy stockings coming to
their knees, and each one with
three wooden petticoats billow-
ing beneath her skirt.
Get back up and put on
your Shoes" Fru Eriksen cried
at them.
"Oh. please don't make u.s."
said Karen, trying very hard to
keep her eyes open.
And Margit, peering over her
friends shoulder, said, us. there
any breakfast left?"
Fru Eriksen leaned back and
laughed, hands on her broad
hips. ooh, what silly geese" she
cried. "Of course there's break
fast"
where is everybody" Mar
git asked.
Whoever isn't here is in
the barn." called Fru Eriksen,
and who isn't in the barn, and
that's your father, has gone
down to see the doctor"
ITO my father?" Karen asked.
"Of course"
And the girls looked at each
other in some surprise, for since
Johann had come home, no one
went to the doctors house If he
could avoid it.
Far in the background they
kept on hearing the clatter of
plates in the sink and Fru Erik
sens booming voice, and the lit
tie maids answers. They swung
their brownstockinged legs un-
der the table, and ate and drank,
and felt the drowsiness steal
back over them.
A sharp rap at the door made
them sit bolt upright. And then
the door blew open, and
breathless 10-year-old boy tum-
bled in.
THE Herr Doktor," he pant
ed, 1.-The Herr Doktor ."
Fru Eriksen slammed the
door and took him by an ear.
"Ow," he walled, and pointed
at the girls. "The Herr Doktor
says he wants to see them"
"Us?" said Karen, and felt
cold chill run over her. us?
What for?"
Franzi twisted free. How
should / known"
The girls looked at each 9TH
er, Karen with a startled hand
at her mouth, and the same
thought was in both their minds.
All the while they had been sit
ting so calmly and eating break
fast. They turned and ran
upstairs in a swift pattering of
stockinged feet to get their
boots. my father is down in the
village too" Margit whispered.
Karen, do you think :"
The two pale and silent girls
walked quickly down toward
The village. At the doctors white
gate, half covered by snow, they
stopped and whispered a few
words to each other before they
turned in. Three men followed
them almost to the door. Once
Karen Ozark yellow hair and
scared face under her hood)