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He, Phares Eby, preacher, had formerly denounced all that pertained to actors and the theatre, yet tears had coursed down his cheeks as he had read the account of a famous comedian who had given his only son for the cause of freedom and who was going about in the camps and in the trenches bringing cheer to the men.
"Perhaps the stock is not quite worthless. If I were you I'd go to the lawyer in Lancaster. He'll see you at his house if you 'phone in." "Mighty good to think of that for me," said David, gripping the hand of his cousin. "I'll go in to-night." Several hours later David Eby sat before a lawyer and waited for the verdict. "I'm sorry," the lawyer shook his head. "The stock is worthless.
Phares Eby at sixteen was grave, studious and dignified; his cousin, David, two years younger, was a cheery, laughing, sociable boy, fond of boyish sports, delighting in teasing his schoolmates and enjoying their retaliation, preferring a tramp through the woods to the best book ever written.
But the music didn't soothe me as it usually does. There were too many confused thoughts in my brain. Did Royal really love me? I looked at his white hands with the long tapering nails and the shapely fingers and couldn't help thinking of the strong, tanned hands of David Eby.
She gathered knowledge from every country walk; she showed so much "uncommon sense," David Eby said, that it was a keen pleasure to show her the nests of the thrush or the rare nests of the humming-bird. David and his mother, enthusiastic seekers after nature knowledge, augmented the father's nature education of Phœbe by frequent walks to field and woods.
The plain sects, so flourishing in some portions of the Keystone State, consider war an evil, yet scores of men in navy blue and army khaki have come from homes where the mother wears the white cap, and have gone forth to do their part in the struggle for world freedom. As David Eby measured the days before his departure he felt grateful to Mother Bab for refraining from long homilies of advice.
"David Eby should leave his mom's roses on the stalks where they belong. Anyhow, I guess you did look funny if you poked your nose in it like you do still here." "But she had no business to laugh at me, had she, pop?" "You're too touchy," he said kindly. "But did you say the lady was on Mollie Stern's porch?" "Yes."
"What do you know about my business?" he asked quickly. Mr. Eby shrugged. "It is our business to keep in close touch with our customers," he evaded. "I'm just giving you a friendly tip to do away with some of your more or less impractical ideas, and put your business on a plane with others. You can take it for what it's worth." Gregory curbed his anger and started for the door.
"Forty, forty dollars I have forty dollars offered for the highboy all done at forty " There was a tense silence. "Forty dollars all done at forty last call going going gone. Gone at forty dollars to Phares Eby." Phœbe turned to the preacher. "Did you bid just for the fun of bidding?" she asked. "Well," he replied slowly, "the cases are not exactly alike. You like the highboy, don't you?"
The boys lived on adjacent farms and had long been the nearest neighbors of the Metz family; thus they had become Phœbe's playmates. Then, too, the Eby families were members of the Church of the Brethren, the mothers of the boys were old friends of Maria Metz, and a deep friendship existed among them all.
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