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"Come, now, drink this beef tea," commanded Dorothy, as she brought from the pantry a steaming cup of the fragrant beverage. "You must be perished inside as well as out." "Oh, but you should have seen me in that cart!" began Tavia as she sipped the tea. "You know I " "Missed the train," broke in Ned, who had been just a little joyful that all his predictions had turned out to be correct.
They had been full enough coming, but it was soon found impossible to get all the new things in them for the journey back. Tavia discovered this first, and called it in to Dorothy's room. "I can't get my things in either," answered Dorothy back, through the summer draperies that divided the apartments. "We will have to send a box."
"Well, dear, we won't quarrel, at least this time. But see that it doesn't happen again." "When shall we go home? Dear me! It does seem a long time between holidays," and Tavia tumbled down in the most nondescript heap. "I shall be glad to see dear old Dalton," replied Dorothy. "Father and the boys are going with me to settle things up there. Then we will go to Aunt Winnie's.
"Well, all right, Doro dear," and she gave her chum a bear-like hug, "I'll be as good as pie, lemon meringue at that, so don't worry any more." "Have you heard anything about the man?" Dorothy asked cautiously, for it was almost dark, and the girls were walking back to the Dale homestead. "Not a word," answered Tavia, "except that father thinks he has gone out of Dalton altogether."
"Not even with Tavia?" A sofa cushion flew in Ned's direction at that, but Tavia continued: "The strange part of it was we had to pass a haunted house." "Haunted house!" repeated Joe, all eager for the sensational part of Tavia's recital. "So the man declared. At least, I think he declared, or tried very hard to do so. You see, I could scarcely tell when he was guessing, declaring or swearing "
She says the horses are always so skittish when first put to the cutter, and she was afraid of some other accident." Major Dale exchanged some words with old Abe before stepping into the vehicle that served in place of the Fire Bird. "The eight o'clock train," Dorothy overheard her father say. "And be sure to have the light buggy." "She's coming on the eight," whispered Tavia to Nat.
"And we're going to get the paper out," blurted Tavia, trying to grasp the wonders of a real newspaper office in a single sweeping glance. "Can't he come down?" and the young man's voice betrayed his anxiety. "I'm afraid not," went on Dorothy. "He said we were to do the best we could. I was to help " "And I guess I'm to sell the papers. Hurry up and print some. Is this the printing press?"
Tavia take one and Dorothy the other, Tom and I will stand guard. You may as well rest, even if you cannot sleep, for even in the morning it's going to be heavy traveling."
Travers is such a nice man," went on Dorothy, "I think Tavia is exactly like him." "And Jack is like his mother. But we musn't back-bite," seeing the look of reproach on Dorothy's face. "I hope you have a jolly good time at the picnic." One hour later the girls of Dalton school were crowded around Dorothy, asking all kinds of well-meant questions concerning her health.
"Loafing is not resting; labor is the grindstone of life's dull edges," quoted Dorothy Dale on the evening of her return from the city. "Copyrighted?" asked Tavia in a grave tone of voice. "No; but all rights are reserved," answered her chum. "It took me all the way from the city to North Birchland station to work that out. What do you think of it?"
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