The Carter Girls' Week-End Camp

usan, who was in a state of bliss because her beloved mistress was returning. Gwen had found som

ever in all her life done a han's turn. Gawd knows what she gonter say 'bout these here young ladies er hern workin' like they was in service," Susan remarked to the l

ble to work so well when they have never been brought up to it,

s' Carter kinder put out 'cause he'd even do his own reaching at the table. Miss Douglas is the spittin' image of him. None of the gals favors her much 'cep Miss Nan. She looks like her but she ain't so langrous like when they's work on hand. Miss Helen is the same kind er spender as he

to see the faithful Susan, Mrs. Ca

am to be? And you girls in the tents be

. I believe he wrote you about Bill," said Helen, "-the y

let yourself run down like Douglas, my dear. Your h

her's plans, had rushed off to be al

. Mine must be well kept to pass muster. I hope you are not going to find it too rough here for you, mumsy," and Helen put a pr

really am longing for some society. Did you hear me tell Douglas what my plan is for her an

car is such a noisy one that one

te for several weeks preparatory t

ed Helen. "Wh

nly, wh

aven't money for c

rly as Robert Carter, and now that he is not able to work for a few months I feel sure there is not a single tra

uldn't have it. She never does realize the importance of clothes. I don't me

other things now. How exciting it will be to have a daughter in society! I never did want Douglas to go to college. What m

," said Helen. "There wa

eartily glad she has given it up. I think college girls get too

leave you now and run and do a million things. We have a

n attend to

buying. Nan attends to all the letter writing, and you would be astonished to see how much she has to do because we have showers of

ds, darling. I hate to see a girl with rough

ed by her mot

ght the girl, looking rather ruefully at her shapely

orlorn heap in their tent. Her c

en! What ar

you certainly deserve a change. Poor mumsy, too, is bored to

ney, the

ot be pleased to have us on his books for any amount. I, for one, am longing for some new clothes. I don't mind a bi

tood about the necessity of making no bills as the bills were what had helped to reduce their father to this state

r. Wri

ays Dr.

ou like Dr. Wright now

e but that he would be perfectly well again-at least that is what I gathered. I know father would be the last man in the world to want his girls to go around looki

mother would tell him that she wanted to go if y

ty. "You told me yourself that the camp was paying wel

s-b

money you must think that

ve done more than any of

ve done my share of the work, then I am certainly entitled to my share of the money and I intend to take my share and s

uglas, her girlish face ta

las and Helen were both needed to prepare for the inroad of week-enders that were to arrive in a few minutes. Mr. Car

aid, putting his arm around Douglas. "A

the troubles over with her father, but he of all persons must not be bothered. The old habit of going to him wi

he thought. "He will

she have charged the purchases in New York? Poor Douglas! She had felt that the problem of making her sisters see the necessity of economizing had been a great one, but she realized that it was nothing to what she must face now. She felt that all her former arguments had been in vain since Helen was dropping into her mother's habit of thought and upholding that charming butterfly-like person in all her schemes of extravagance. Lucy was sure to

, sound or idea. She was perfectly happy with a good book and a comfortable place in which to curl up. Her fault was laziness, a certain physical inertia which her indulgent mother always attributed to her delicate constitution; but the summer in the mountains with the enforced activity had proven that the delicate constitution was due to the ine

mind was as normally active as her graceful little body was inactive and she had a faculty of seeing

time when the week-enders will come pili

ce she could mix and read at the same time. She declared it was a plain waste of time to use your hands without using your head and since turning a mayonnaise mixer crank required no intelligence beyond that of see

Nan turned the crank

high hopes an

yellow autumn

and psalms and

one darkness e

d through the funnel while Nan softly turn

better read a livelier form of verse or

arrack Room Ballads' here ready in c

ng very important, Nan. Can y

lk fast or else I'll get to poking

conversations she had had with

t. He must not know mother wants to go to White Sulphur-he would be sure to say let her go and then he would try

would not understand," and once m

en had been taught a lesson and realized the importance of our ke

r the lesson she learned to sti

ed in spite of her trouble at Nan's ancient wisd

She has no idea of its being a permanency," and Nan filled the

s saying she has helped to earn the money and she means to spend her share giving poor mumsy a little fun after her tiresome long journey on the water. I wish we had never told her we were able to put something in the bank last month. It was precious li

is! And you, poor old Doug, must just leave it to me, and I'll think up something to keep

t letting father know that mother wants some

I hand over the mayonnaise to Gwen and see that Lucy has counted noses for the supper tables. I've almost got a good

yonnaise bowl an impartial hug, and then hastened to make herself more