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"Well, we're all ready now," said Bunny, at last. "Pull up the shades!" He and Charlie did this. The sun shone in through the newly cleaned windows and lit up such a display as never before had been seen in Mrs. Golden's store. Slowly the heavy green shades, which hid what was in the cleaned windows from the sight of persons in the street, rolled up.
Mary started to bake a cake and found, at the last moment, she was out of baking powder. I want you to go for a box. You needn't go all the way to the big store. Stop at the little one on the corner Mrs. Golden's, you know. She sometimes has the kind I want. Go to the corner store and get the baking powder." "All right!" exclaimed Bunny, and he and Sue hurried off. They knew where Mrs.
Her mother had not touched it all day had gone off and left it. "This is a little too much!" Una said, grimly. The only signs of life were Mrs. Golden's pack of cards for solitaire, her worn, brown Morris-chair, and accretions of the cheap magazines with pretty-girl covers which Mrs. Golden ransacked for love-stories. Mrs.
It was Sue who had the next accident at the corner grocery, and this is the way it happened. The little girl had been sent by her mother to get a yeast cake at Mrs. Golden's, and when Sue reached the store she found the old lady busy with two women who were matching sewing silk. At the same time a little boy had come in for some molasses.
"These kids wouldn't buy anything anyhow; they haven't any money. Wait till the big folks come." Charlie spoke of the "kids" as if he were about twenty years old himself. He seemed to have become much bigger and more important since helping Bunny and Sue fix up Mrs. Golden's windows.
Troy Wilkins's two stenographers for seven months now midsummer of 1907, when she was twenty-six. She had climbed to thirteen dollars a week. The few hundred dollars which she had received from Captain Golden's insurance were gone, and her mother and she had to make a science of saving economize on milk, on bread, on laundry, on tooth-paste.
"Yes," went on Bunny, when they had almost reached the school, "it would be dandy to have a store like Mrs. Golden's!" "Maybe you will have some day when you grow up," replied Sue. "That's a long way off," sighed Bunny, as he looked down at his little, short legs. There was nothing to disturb the school classes that morning.
"Yes, we'll bring Splash," said Bunny. "And I'll bring my kitten," offered Charlie. "And we'll come and help you sell things!" laughed Sue. "We like it, don't we?" she asked the boys, and of course they said they did. The first attempt of Bunny and Sue to advertise Mrs. Golden's store had been very successful.
"A wise thing to do," said Forrest, approvingly. "Are you a soldier?" "I have not as yet joined the army, but I am pretty well acquainted with this section, and perhaps could serve you as a scout." "Um!" said the general, looking the now easy-minded young man over. "You wear our uniform." "It's Golden's," was the second truthful answer. "He left it with me when he put on the blue."
Are you going to have washboilers and tin pans?" "No, I guess not," said Bunny, after thinking about it a moment. "We'll keep a store like Mrs. Golden's." "Yes, that will be nice," agreed Sue. "Here, Splash!" she cried. "Get out of there! That box isn't for you to sleep in!" For the big dog had crawled into one of the boxes that were to form the store shelves.
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