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HOME AND FARM M AGAZINE SECTION
aw ay the thieving linneta It was b y 1 bacon and fri joles reached out to
such vigilance that Elizabeth h a d , each . George Glennon returning. The smell
year, a op that was the wondor of h e r , added zest to the satisfaction of his
neighbors.
planned surprise. The gleam paths of
By Myra Nye.
But this year the days followed one light held the moving shadows of the
another with none of the white figs two whom he loved, to whom be
preserved in ginger, or the pnrple ones brought joy.
1 LIZ A BETH G LENN EN glanced ■ Jerry stood at the corral gate with ears with lemon. The apricots had yellowed . Elizabeth stopped suddenly as she re-
down her pergola's sun-splashed pricked forward, and Jane, with femin
the ground, the peaches fell bruised turned from her last trip to the cup-
perspective with longing eyes. It ine inquisitiveness, thrust her nos« while the fruit shelves went empty, j board.
.was not so much its shade she desired, through the bars. They regarded the
Thia was the ,eign of the autom obile., " L isten ! Someone is coming WITH
though the September sun pushod the intruder and usurper with an air of re­ The sprengcrei ceased to send out its ¡H O U SE S!”
mercury—c o true Californian would serve.
quiek growing fronds.
The begonia 1 " J a n e and J erry!"
rare to say how high; but it was with
When throbs and spotters and jerk­ loaves curled and lost their luster; the
Elizabeth put down the cake plate
* longing for the work that the shade ing sounds subdued su fficien tly, George pergola changed from a cool retreat to ' and followed B e th ’s dash through the
tntailed. Her flower lo v e r ’s fingers managed to say flurriedly:
a common, home-made clutter; the wal- loot.
(airly trembled in their eagerness to
F ath er!”
B eth ’s voice
"E lizabeth, let me present Mr. Mas­ nuts lay upon the ground ungathered, j " F ath er!
be removing dead leaves and staking ters. ’ ’
while the muscat grapes refused to be pierced the night with its clear, glad
bending stalks; but heat or not heat,
" P leased to meet you, Mr. M aster«.” come raisins, but mildewed on the roof treble, and E lizab eth ’s alto was just as
the fig s must be preserved or the silly
! eager.
E lizabeth’s provincial reply had at for the lack of E lizabeth's care.
linnets would g et every one.
Y et there were ridesl They sped! " G eo rg el”
least feminine composure under exciting
Bhe turned resolutely from tho artis­ circumstances. N either she nor Beth through the white moonlight; over the | “ Yes, y e s,” came the answer. "H i
tic, home-made pergola, went down the was going to be indecently jubilant be ! Prone, purple shadows of the euealyp- we ^ 7 QUrry up[ »»
path, paused at the eorral fence to give fore a stranger when it was a matter tus bordered roads. They whirled past
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Jerry a friendly p a t Once through of trade. They had been in California acres and acres o f oranges where fitfu l
wa3 STlpe aoui •r.struetion. With
the gate sho pushed J a n e ’s intrusive
real estate business too long for that. far breezes came winnowing through aneiy '°S foot3teps in the dark they
Hose from her shoulder so that she
° P ~ «P»<* by the corral.
Not that they were going to lead this tho smells of the many fragrant groves. ' r°ached
They rode to the very base of the mar \ ^ i » b e t h » arms went aronnd Jerry ’,
might g et the ladder lying against the
fashionable easterner to suppose this
barn. She had not quito mounted to
et shouted.
was the first car that ever came into velous Sierra Madres till the time when nec . w e
tho top when a bell ringing made her
their yard. Even Beth could have told the snow fell on the mountains. Then, " l i f t me up, lift me up on J a n e’s
pause. Beth, lingering behind to hunt
him that Los Bobles had more auto­ the am ethystine glow of the peaks grew j hack, so I can hug her good! Jane,
* basket for the fig s, called insistently; mobiles for its size than any town in w hite— they were alabaster steps lead j dear Jane! Oh, Janey dear, have you
"Telephone, mother, telep h on e!”
the state. Thia was one of her fa th er’s ing through the azure to the throne of j com® hack to s t a y ! ”
" O h , d ea r!” I t was a disgusted ex
| " T h ey are ours. I bought them
stock pieces of information in selling the Most High.
Clamation that fell from her lips as
No matter what the joy upon the back. ’ In the lantern light ths hus-
real estate, and he was a truthful man
E lizabeth set the basket down on tho notwithstanding his calling and the road, the home coming was never quite band and father watched them two
(op step of tho ladder among the bees
place o f his calling. Beth Glennen the same as it had been in the fu gitive eager children with amused fondness.
and fragrant Smyraas. Bhe gathered could sing Ix)3 B ob les’ praise In tune spring days whieh they remembered
" H ow good It ts to have them heral
her skirt in one hand, descended and with her father.
with Jane and Jerry.
But did you ha vs to lose in the trade,
^cached the telephone with character­
" H o w can we help missing them? George?”
Later, when the two men turned to­
istic and «apable has.de.
ward the corral gate and George low We loved them so ,” Elizabeth said.
" N o , no loan. Anything is valuable
" H e llo I”
erod the bars, mother and daughter " W h y, we began loving them as soon according to how much yon want it. I
) " O h , I t ’s you, George.”
with one accord walked slowly to tho as we were married when we took our
" W h a t—what did you say I ” It was house, not once glancing at the new wedding trip after them down to Ban paid a little sum for experience, but
•n italicized exclamation more than a possession that monopolized tho ¿Give Diego. The first time Beth ever left that always comes high, you know.
Anyway, I wouldn *t 'take two antoe
question.
the house when she was a baby was to
way,
for just one of Jane, Let alone Jerry. ”
" O h , George, is n ’t that f i n e ! ”
" I ju st c a n ’t bear to see dear old ride after them. They were always the
" D o I lik e it? I should say so. It Jane and Jerry go motherl ”
" N eith er would I I ” chorused IC);«-
beat sort of company.
Is simply great! What good times we
" A ll summer when I have frightened beth.
" N eith er can I, dear.” In the in­
.will have. Come here as quick as you stant Elizabeth regretted her gympa away the birds, the first friends I saw
•an. 1 must tell B eth .”
If asparagus has turned yellow II
thy; for sensitive little Beth broke in t i e morning were Jane and Jerry.
Click went back the receiver, and away and ran sobbing into the house.
Every morning til! they went sway ought to be cut out and burned. It
Elizabeth turned to her little daughter,
When Mr. Masters drove out of the they would stick their dear old noses will kill spores of rust, whieh should
her blue eyes black with excitem ent yard, a sound suspiciously like a sob through the bars and show me that be disposed of before they are ripe
)Uij eagerness.
enough to be scattered by the wind.
earns from the screen [torch. Elisabeth they were as glad to see me as I w
" W h a t do you think, girlie, father turned to her husband.
to see them. Jane would nicker up to
bas a new— guess w h at ’ ’
Beth is brokenhearted, George. me on the riceping porch and say
"O h, mother, I ea n ’t guess; tell 'Vhat shall we d o t ”
‘Good m orning’ as plain as eould be.
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me. ”
’ ‘ Poor little girl, she did love Jane But now that dead, ugly auto stands
" N o , you must guess. What would nnd Jerry so .”
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you rather have than anything e ls e ! ”
dummy. Even when we ride in It, it
S atisfactioa O u r a n tee d .
" S o do L ”
" A little baby sister. Goodie! Will
" Y es, and so do I . ” George smiled is not as cozy as our little road wagon
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be bring it home right now ?”
ruefully, then he called out to Both: used to be with Jane and Jerry in front
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The quick change in her m other’s "Com e her, little girl, and I ’ll tell you of us three. Beth and I bnmp around
expression made her eagerness lessen a how it happened.”
on that big back scat like two popcorns
W H ITE SHORT
flegree. " I s n ’t it a really, truly baby;
W ith George's arms aronnd both in a popper. Jane and Jerry are alive,
8 T 0 R IE 8 AND
t>r is it just a d oll?”
PHOTO PLA Y S
" h is g ir ls” they walked through the alive! An anto is nothing but dead.”
" N eith er, Beth.
What made yon cooler pergola, lio talked to them, nn Elizabeth ended passionately, and a
B i g money la it.
guess th a t? ”
Demand greater than
purpose crystalized in George's mind.
til Elizabeth said;
W ith Your
supply Thousands of
" W ell, you said that father was go
A short tw ilight was already shading
H in d i Use
" T h e best medicine for ths dumps is
s to n e s and p l a y s
iftg to make a di al with Dr. Strong to a ride. Let the fig s go to the bees, let ts gray into the black dark of early
Your Braim
used e v e r y month,
flay, so 1 thought o f course it would j my ironing go. I t ’s too hot to iron, winter. The fog was drifting in, ban­
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be a b ab y.” BetlTs crestfallen face | anyway. My sprengeri is all pot bound. daging tho trees lik e cotton gauze. The
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escaped a pout only because the cor-1 Never mind, let it go. We can afford lamps of the automobile must be light
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■era o f her mouth were not made to to ,ot an ything go. We are rich. We ed before Glennen started. Like a great
practical and m oney making
turn down.
sent P’RKE
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black beetle, the machine at first
own an autom obile.”
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Elisabeth herself felt a slight abate­
George had already mastered the crawled from under .he pepper tree,
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ment in her enthusiasm. " I t is an auto­ steering wheel, the gear shifting levers then took wings and flew down the
m ob ile,” she said.
and the brakes. The three ventured tor avenue of innumerable peppers.
Beth looked at her mother with big thejr fir it ride. [ t
» joy! This
Elizabeth watched its fligh t through
•araest brown eyes widening
into a ,i9Vouring of space made them greedy the marshalled trees. O ff blooms of |
questioning gaze which her
mother fo l more. g 0 each night for a week Valencias
wafted
their
fragrance
*vuld not interpret as gladness.
found thom on the road. No lamplight through the home door; yet a homo
Why, don t you like it, B e th l, „hone through the windows of the little sickness that is part of the dying sea­
Aren t you glad! It is a great big tour i <.ountry bungalow to cheer the old peo son wherever it is, overcame ber. The
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pie in the big house on the hllL Often scent reminded her of a spring ride
‘ ‘ Yes— I —J'm glad, but mother, will the whole day was spent in riding.
with Jane and Jerry to the Puente
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Me have to sell Jane and Jerry?’
One day George earns horns In the Hills, where the maidenhair ferns were
" Y e s, I suppose we will, but just middle of the forenoon, an unusual like a carpet to tread upon in the
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think of the fun we will have. Wo can thing with him. He was white and his small canyon. There the yellow violeta,
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go everywhere we want to, we can take hands were trembling Elisabeth hur shooting stars and lupine studded the
all the girls for a rids, we can go to ried to him.
slopes as thickly as stars in the Milky
Don *t you call this economy!
the beach and back in ons day. ’
" W h at is it t What is the matter? Way. Such a wealth of beauty to bring
If you want to prove thia,
" O h , m other!” Beth gave a little Are you sick, dear?”
home for their garden and fernery.
let ns send you a small piece
Jump. At last she was won to unre­
" W e can never go so far up into
" N o , no, I'm all right; but Eliza
served gladness.
to teat out for yourself. In
heth — I met Mr. Masters with Jane tho hills with a new anto; for we might
They talked it over at length with and Jerry—the brakes wouldn't work get it scratched,” she said to Beth,
full coils our price is 15
increasing interest till the sound of a —and—•”
who was just coming in from play.
cents per pound base. Short
Gabriel horn made them pauee. With
" N o ,” was the mournful reply, "and
" Y o u d id n ’t hurt Jane and Jerry!
lengths 1 cent additional
bps rounded for ready exclamation they Oh George, you couldn't------ ”
next spring we can't go up ths hill
Two hundred t h o u s a n d
gazed for an Instant through the open
" N o , but I just missed thom. Think roads where the mustard bl ’oma, nor in
pounds
in stock.
door in silenee.
the washes where there are millions
what might have happened!”
We also have the largest
" T h e r e ’s our autom obile!” B eth's
" I c a n ’t bear to think of it, George, and millions of flowers. W e ll just
sentence was pregnant with ownership. and the worst o f it is, it may happen have to forget what they look lika, I .
stock of Blocks and Sheaves
Her slender form slipped through the any time. ”
guess. ”
on the Pacifie Coast.
Oh, it is n ’t so bad as that, and
sereen door before Elizabeth eould
" N o , not me, never again. Besides,
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reach it. Her good fellowship with her Mr. Masters told me that they begin spring h asn ’t come yet. We do go lots
ceipt of 10 eents to cover
child made her hurry to eateh up with rultivating tomorrow in dear earnest.
of places, dear, and farther than ever
postage.
Beth to be on the ground when the
" T h a t is n ’t any consolation. They before. But we surely are singing a
great new possession should appear.
different tune than we did when we
were never meant to cultivate. ”
I’nder the big pepper tree, with its
Each ir.ornin, in her white night­ first got the acto, aren't w e?”
" Y es, but autos are not such fun,
festooning branches brushing he seats gown Elizabeth stood in the sleeping
and its red berries already littering the porrh and worked in improvised pulley after all. when you think of Jane and
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tonneau, the shining, resplendent ear which agitated and flapped numerous J erry.”
stood incongruous between the modest tw ists of newspaper among the second
Boon supper was ready. The home- I
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