Ethel Morton at Chautauqua

until the other passengers from the car had gone through the turnstile so that the gateman might give them his undivided attention. They all had to have season tickets

ould have your ticket given you by the

side of that class," retorted

e punching?" asked Hel

he odd numbers are punched when you come in-as we do now-and the even numbers when you go out. It circumvents severa

Roger. "I never went to a summer resort

ave to pay a cent for them. This entrance fee covers everything of that sort. Where else on the planet can you go to something like twenty or mor

ded Roger promptly. "Are th

l the things that are going on at the various c

have to pay

nd teachers must be paid; and the clubs call for a small fee because they ha

nce Father gave me an allowance," grinned Roger, whos

seemed on the verge of tears, "why don't

carriages," explained Mrs. Morton. "Roger, can't you get

army marched down the hill fr

on his shoulder, walked between them soaking up information all the way. He noticed that both young men wore letters on their sweat

ellows here doing th

ng, yo

s rustling baggage at the trolley station where you came in, and at the steamer landing, and lots of the board

et your r

lasses. We get up early and sweep them out every day and we set the chair

eally isn't costi

l. Jo lives farther away and he won't quite cover his expens

er boat, Henry,"

b at the Springers?"

more profitable t

his congratulations, for the young men were so frank about

, held each other's hands tightly so that they m

commented Ethel Brown. "I haven't seen a c

isn't any room for them," suggested Et

er that there was a Bird Club and you know bird people are al

e stores in that big brick building with the co

oda fountain und

ering for sod

so early in the morning but we'

er making a distribution of ice-cream cones to grown-ups and children alike. Even the po

hill and along a pleasant path to a cott

," they said

o open the house for us," said Mrs. Morton as

eeable and useful friend. The Hancocks lived in New Jersey in a town

ow?" asked Roger as James helped

here are usually about twelve or fifteen thou

st be awf

and concerts but if you don't like c

e fellows o

nd sail. Do you

," replied Roger as if th

e their club house sometimes, and they say that this summer there's going to be a club espe

eclared Roger, who was the

at red one over there just beyond the boarding house-so I'll see you a lot,"

y," said Mrs. Morton; "I

sisters," queried Helen.

d remedy the next time he saw James. Just as he was thinking about it

," he

"I didn't know you rustle

ded to swing down a trunk to the other two young men as if

es of luggage had been placed about the house to

t you were so interested I thought I'd give you fir

t wh

y've given me a room there, and I shall have to give up janitoring and bag-toting and waiting on table and everything. I thought if you'd like to try one or all

hought

ded, flushing: "I suppose you'll think it queer but I've

o went on humorously, "and a son of one of the professors is a janitor and

g about Mother. You see with Father in Mexico I sort of have to be the man of the fam

o you don't need a room, so I guess

ried Roger. "Let m

came out on the porch, a littl

, Roger-and y

," fille

the room in the top story that I counted on for you is going to be so war

burst into

er, I hope it is a

on looked

that will earn me my room," Roger explained. "If you don't mind I

u really

u b

ht mean that you'd have to give up som

ng, Mother," insis

orton slowly, "and we shall be much obliged to you if you c

-waiting and the bag

experience," decided Mrs. Morton. "I should be sorry not to have him

, and he swung off up the path, pulling off his c

on were a little younger or your younger son were a little older one of them might be a caddy on the golf

to it," Mrs. Morton warned again, for Roger's chief fau

the house, "gaze on me! I'm a horny-handed son of toil. I belong to the laboring classes. I earn my living-or rather my roo

do," sighed Helen enviously. "I supp

," responded her mother. "Even when Mary comes to-morrow

se, she had become a working housekeeper. She had remained behind to put the Rosemont house in order after

g to earn your living seems to be in the air here, and I mus

ng at home, and all you would get by waiting on table a

ther's pocketbook if there

that much for his daughter's service to her fa

e sort of work and repay Father," and Mrs. Morton nodded her appreciation of Helen'

mily and help each other in every way we can. What you will do for me this summer wi

t home never seems to c

vice is like charity; t

r had gone into the house. "I don't think I ever felt so good in all m