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6 PLATT ST
LAWRENCE MASS
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NO one LOOKED Ar zumce. cunun or win-r
A aoox IN rr-is cormzn
“‘. YOU'LL like it," Gnandnlother
Marbury said comfortably.
That was what everyone said;
but Eunice had no intention of liking
ll, no matter how voeiterously her rela-
tives sang its praises.
“There's a garden,” said Aunt Jane,
“the loveliest old-fashioned garden with
hows-rs iroin March to November. "
‘ ' h re ul of horses xuld
cows and calves and pigs and dogs
and cats and things-sl whopper," szlid
Frank.
“There's 3 lishpond," said father,
“with lish in it, and an apple orchard
and plenty of small fruit"
“The house is very pleasant, " nlother
ridded somewhat wistiully. “White and
square and old-fzlshioned, with a. tire-
piate in every roolrl. Not no ordinary
fJ.l'llll‘rOu5e at all, Eunice. "
" Corrie cupboards," said Aunt
Grace “And secret drawers and hiding
holes under the eaves L'nr-m-ml You'll
like it. "
Eunice was silent In this (use silence
did not give consent; it simply meant
that Eunice saw nothing to be gained
by argument. The die was cast. she
could not help herself. Willy-nilly, she
was to be transported into close prox-
ilnity to the iishpond, the horn and the
rn r cupboar ; but no one she
thought fiercely, should bully her into
pretending that she liked the prospect.
Eunice Mnrbury had dark eyes. it
colorlew face and u very square chin.
She did not look like a per-
son who could be easily bul-
“You don't know any-
thing about one. "
“Neither do you, old lady, " Frank
retorted. “But I‘m keen on trying the thing. "
“I'll bet mother isn’t keen on iL Father
wants to. That's enough for her.”
"She talks about it as much as he does. "
“Well, if I don't like 8. thing’. nothing will
induce me to pretend that I do."
k grinned. “Father says there's ll sort
of ghost thzlt goes with the lrorme. "
“I dun’t care it there are titty full-lit-<l:.'I-rd
I‘ Y!
ghosts. You may have 'em al
“No one’s ever seen tllis one. But it isn’t in ‘ fields and woods and solitude rose within her.
my line. More in yours, lather said.
“Why in mine?" '
“Search me. He didn't explain."
“It nrztkes no ditferenoe, anyway," said his l illozlsod. Iiut she would not be a lI)‘]IlK'l"liA’.
sister; but Fmnk went oi! cllucklirlg.
The temporary wonder that llild
temled curiosity-dropped
consciousness as. frowninz. she turned on the
4 light above her drert-xirlg nthle. it was all very ‘and qultted the city l-Iunioe shed 3. iew team
well for Frank to be L-heeriul; it did not mutter
much where sl boy was; he seemed always able
But I girl-
Iiunite thought of all the interests that now
lilled her life: school, uitlr music and folk
dancing and French lessons with Al. l'etti, just
a congenial little class: he-r club: her frieluls;
the iirst>aid classes that all the girls in her set
belonged to; the parties and city jollities.
There was ilot one she could take with her;
there was not one the equivalent of which she
to iind enough to amuse hilll.
could he sure of finding in the muntry.
Sehool? There would he school. of a sort.
An at-adraly. lather allied it. A country school;
it hat else? I-Junioe shrugged her shoulders and
nutmeg u on not
covyriwht. ml. by Perry lhmn compnny. Boilon. Mun.
GHOS"
AND
EUNKE
MNWUM’
Beth B.Giichn’st- - t ii
(‘l‘(rS‘4"1l29lI(lUl‘e until solrletlnle-xormlium-wrllvtll nix
Eunice's mind-it was scarcely strong ElIUlt,'.'ll ’ should set her free The most exactiniz family
out oi her could llsk no more.
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TWO DOUARS AYEAR' FIVE (INTSA COPY
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HTHE
Kn‘? . -:1’-VII’-‘-In-iv--4-u.
we FACE THAT LOOKED out or wz mu om
‘gnawed me mm‘ "mush rune wns aLrrnz rum azwrrcumcl
Egure in the glass pity-
in;zly. or wllut me was it in he pretty, I
if you were buried ill a hole in the Lzroulld? (if
what use or wear clotllesl that looked as clothes
should look? In the country she should grow
hnp<-lessly dowdy.
And how she loved the city liits rush and
bustle, its clung and rluny of duwntmivn; its
brilliant windows, its flower iit:1nds’vl hy, she
i even lovwl its pavelllerlts and [Wli(‘PlIi('lll When
she thought of leuvlllr: the city a. hot lump
‘mime into her tlirmt, and a hour dislike of
it was s4rrrrevl'lrat loin-ly hr-lrliz bored,
when everyone else in the family was
so interested. Tlwy run about rrlaklrlrz ';
discoveries and nailing to one another
to come and see. Frwlk, Eunice I’l‘&ll7A‘(l
at 0ll(‘l"4 was rrulnsz to be as “dull "' as "'
fatlrvr about the faml. Mother the Lzlrl l;
Wllil‘lI<‘(l with furtive l1(l]I("lllne.W: but a
no, mother was not slraurrrrivrzz. lvhr-n (9
mother vzullus in sinrziniz with the egg E
lxisket in ht-r hzlrrd. l‘lKlIl(S(5'S hut hope
died. When had she. ever lloard nurtlrer
hat, however, she, said tn herself lleroiarlly > riimrlrlz in broad (l:iyllr;llt? Mire tried to
as slle braided her llzlir, was no reason for helm: be glad that rrlotht-r was llnppy, but
diSI4;'l’9H1l)le, it the rest or‘ the izullily were smrmhow the lill0“'liX.lt,’E only made her
own hmrt hoavlrlr.
“Illd ruiirvma ever find Judith's leg-
acy? “ Kf‘dlllllIl(Ii,llI‘l‘ asked one day,
looking up (rum hvr sewlnrz.
“Not that I ever heard of," mid
mother.
" Then It's here stllll " ext-lriinlod '
Aunt Gnlne. “I'm iillriost icrrlptwl In
hunt. nlysolf."
“Tlrnre haven't lrwn nlimy girls in
the would go to the farm with the Utlium and
‘ When the .‘l:lrhur,vs gave up their la]-artlllent
althouglr ralle had detennirlod to go dry-eyed.
The girls in the French class bought her ll
bllz bunch of violet: and cried over her.
Had it heen only a sullllller vamtion that shr-
was called upon to spend within the walls of
the biz, square old house sheltered hy beautiful
elllls, Eunice might have voted it E dell;;ht and
a treasure. It was just the sort oi houw to nlake
picturesque tall; about when at the end ol it
long vacation you returned to the haunts of
your friends. But us it was. lluthlliit Pleased
her, neither the quiiint lands:-ape paper in No one looked at Eunice, curled up
the hall nor the luni:>le5:i.'x=d new colt in the with it hook ill the comer: perllaps
box stull. Eunice did not rllake herseli dis- they did not know that she was there,
agreeable; she ms merely patently bored. II-Iunlte thouizht. The book wiu not
> very thrilling. Silt‘ sat with it
open before her and listennd.
the llouse since Judith went away,"
said Aunt Jane, “thuu1.'h it‘: B hun-
tired years Really it isn't very strazlrze,
when you (mine to think about it. that
nothiniz has ei1-rlloon found. "
“J ust exactly wliat did Judith sly ?"
rlloiher qur-stiullul. "I have llvrml the
story in at least three versions "
lied or who, having taken A
dislike to 3 thing, would readily
change her mind.
“Oh, collie, Eunice!" Frank
rirljured her on their “sly up-
stairs half an hour later. “Be a
sport. Anyone'd think you were
going to your own Inner-al. "
“So I am," said his sister
inrperturhably.
“Living in the country isn‘t
so had as all that You'll like
it."
Eunice tamed on hinl. "Don't
say those words to me mminl
We're going to be l)uriPd in 3
poky old hole that no one we
know ever hoar ii'e hall
heard oi it, bmum olir n
father nlld iwawwrnviiuther and
great-great urwd to live there.
lint we never thought man!
have to live there till hither
threw up his phme, with the
Rainsiord people last week, just
“Well. Iknnw the right one, "
Skid Hnlnillrlotlier. “I hlid it Imm
Great-Aunt lleliimliel, who was
Judith’: sister. Aunt )l(-llit.-rlrel
snid that just as Judith went
out the door on her yourlrz llus- 1‘.
hind’s unll, and he looking us
proud as n kins. the bride tunled l
ruul kiss!!! her luind tn the lions?
that ilild been the horn? of her
Kirlhtlrd. Aunt Mehimhel stnlrd
so nolrr she could in-in every
word, nltllnuzzli Judith spoke
low and the yourli: folks were
lllughing and pa-lting her with
rlowors nt the lime. ‘Good-by,
pond-by, dear old Ilnnu-, ’
shill. ‘Tnke xuod mire of my little
Khost. ' A lint .‘ll‘lrit:lbel told me,
tllirt rrftorwrmls she wrote um!
I liilitll J nditll wlrut she had
Irinunt. but what with the (littl-
<“w,.v.4'v.
fmrrtior luune Jnditlr rrevrr rur-
swr-rvd her qllestiorr
as quirk as ever he heard that
Uncle Eben hall willed him the
harm. I-‘annl I hate 3 iurml"
“Well,,l don't,” said Frank.
eumcs sn DOWN
mmno wueu, AND nun Tu:
vsuowm nos:
anew: I vusrr
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“ Before Judith sailed with
her llnshirrld rm Flrrope the rim
ti me-he was nrirrislnr to Iluxsin,
nuv ens now Knsw wrur smr was Loorrmo
you bro Nor sum re MKLP run IN
is LEAST ro rmn rr
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