Ruth Fielding At Sunrise Farm

red with a felon for a week, one is in no shape to combat the determ

tled about, made the toast, poached eggs, made a pot of the kind of tea the spinster liked, and just as she liked it-- Oh, Ruth

sent him scurrying down to the sidetracked sleeping car with a note to Helen. The rest of the crowd expected at Sunrise Far

to the farm, however, was no

nty of time to fix up the house for M

as born in Darrowtown," said the seamstress, with a sigh

life at the Red Mill, and her life at the boarding school, and of many and various things that had happened

particulars that can be told when two folks are "gossiping." Miss True Pettis h

tle girl" when again she took up her work of going out by the day and bringing both he

had no time then to call upon any other of her one-time friends-not even Patsy Hope-she finally went away feeli

e in sight of the Darrowtown Inn. There was a crowd of girls and boys on the po

ith Tom Cameron, was already on the coachman's seat, holding the reins in most approved style.

hose who had arrived on the other railroad. "Where have you been

ne of Belle's brothers. "I'm all right. I used to live here in Da

p and curious that he was always called "Busy Izzy" Phelps. "Where have

I can find my way around

rtantly, from the high seat. "Can't k

r, marshaling the girls down the steps

plained. "See that nigh l

ation?" laughed Lluella Fairfax. "May an

om on top of the coach for all

Tom, swinging himself up into the

the road," said Madge. "If any of you feel n

p on that thing-don't think it. But I'll willingly join you, Madge," and

ectly behind the driver. Jane Ann Hicks, who had been spending the intervening week since school closed with Heavy, and

out Bobbins, with

n echoes, and made the frisky nigh leader prance again. Bob curled the long lash of t

oach. In fact, there were not many wealthy men's estates around the town as yet, and such "goings-on"

y. As soon as they reached the suburbs, however, the way was rough, and the horses began to climb

a warm day, those on top of the coach were soon well shaded by the trees. The road wound through a thick piece

in, and they would all squeal and stoop w

ve the honor of driving his friends home from Darrow

hat horn to warn the foxes in the hills and t

nows, we don't want any accident before luncheon. Mother is expecting all manner of things to happen to us afte

" grunted Busy Izzy, ungallantly. "It'

t always uphill, but the descents were as hard to get over as the rising g

bed. At one place was a great horseshoe curve, around which the four steeds rattled

such a road," c

ch-didn't we, Ann?" demande

" said Belle Tingley. "Lucky there is a g

her ridge. Bob had been about to point out proudly the white wa

small washout in the road, and Bob overlooked it. He did not swerve the trotting

and yanked back on the lines, for the nigh leader had jump

the sudden stoppage; then, frightene

m in. Something broke and the nigh leader swung aro

e far side of the road; and there the ground broke away, abrupt

ditch, to guard passengers