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In the group about the front gate of the school premises were Jim Narnay and Trimmins, the woodsmen. Both had been drinking and were rather hilarious and talkative. At least, Trimmins was so. "Wish we'd knowed there was all that cash so free and open up here in the schoolhouse heh, Jim?" Trimmins said, smiting his brother toper between the shoulders.
"And you must see the baby," Sophie urged. "I can bring out the baby if I wrap her up good, can't I, Marm?" "Have a care with the poor child, Sophie," said Mrs. Narnay, wearily. "Where's your pop gone?" "He's walked out with Mr. Trimmins," said the little girl. The woman sighed, and Janice, all through her visit, could see that she was anxious about her absent husband.
"I shell be glad enough when the settled weather comes to stay. I kin git some o' these young'uns out from under foot all day long, then. "Trimmins has got a gang wo'kin' for him over th' mountain a piece " "Here comes dad now," said the sharp-eyed Virginia. "And the elder's with him." "Why ya-as," drawled her mother, "so 'tis. It's one of Concannon's timber lots Trimmins is a-wo'kin' at."
She returned the following evening with a larger parcel than the first. "I've bought a bonnet," she confessed shyly, "an' trimmins." We prevailed upon her to show us these purchases: white satin ribbon, jet, and a feather that might have graced the hat of the Master of Ravenswood. The "locating" of this splendid plume was no easy task. "Maxims," sighed Gloriana, "is mostly rubbish.
She had not forgotten to bring a great bag of "store cakes," of which these poor little Trimminses were inordinately fond; so most of them soon drifted away, each with a share of the goodies, leaving Janice to talk with Mrs. Trimmins and Jinny and play with Buddy and the baby. "It's a right pretty evening, Miss Janice," said Mrs. Trimmins.
Trimmins, and then waved a gloved hand to the rest of the family as she settled herself behind the steering wheel. The elder got into the seat beside her. "I declare for't, Janice!" the elder said, as the started, the words being fairly jerked ouf of his mouth, "I dunno but I'd like to own one of these contraptions myself. You can git around lively in 'em and that's a fac'."
"What's the wages of a Elder, when he understans his bizness or do you devote your sarvices gratooitus?" "Yay." "Stormy night, sir." "Yay." "If the storm continners there'll be a mess underfoot, hay?" "Yay." "It's onpleasant when there's a mess underfoot?" "Yay." "If I may be so bold, kind sir, what's the price of that pecooler kind of weskit you wear, incloodin trimmins?" "Yay!"
Narnay and the children might get along better without Jim. Janice had made some inquiries and learned that Mrs. Narnay was an industrious woman, working steadily over her washtub, and keeping the children in comparative comfort when Jim was not at home to drink up a good share of her earnings. "Are you going down to the cove to see Narnay now, Mr. Trimmins?"
"It sure would be a help," said Trimmins, the twinkle in his eye again. "I reckon both me an' Narnay would 'preciate it." "Oh! you mean Jim Narnay?" asked Janice, with sudden solemnity. "Yes ma'am. I'm goin' to see him now. He's a grand feller with the axe and I want him to help me." Janice wondered how much work would really be done by the two men if they were up in the woods together. Yet Mrs.
Where self-interest was concerned most people would lean toward the side of liquor selling. "The tentacles of the monster have insinuated themselves into our social and business life, as well as into our homes," she thought. "Why why, what can I do about it? Just me, a girl all alone." Janice picked up Trimmins on the road to town.
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