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"I certainly should pay for all this excitement I have got you girls into." "Go as far as you like," said Jennie. "But to tell the truth, I think the owner of the black bull should be taxed for this treat." Dakota Joe's show was apparently very popular, for people were coming to it not only from Longhaven and Cheslow, but from many other towns and hamlets.
But Helen and Tom insisted upon the very next Saturday following the girls' trip to Cheslow as the date when Ruth must come to the big house to luncheon. The Camerons lived all of three miles from the Red Mill; otherwise Ruth would in all probability have been to her chum's home before.
And then came a number on the program that the four girls from Cheslow had impatiently awaited. The announcer (Dakota Joe himself, on horseback and wearing hair to his shoulders
"And Jane Ann won't feel offended by our not meeting her at Cheslow, I know." "No, indeed, Helen," laughed Ruth. "Jane Ann Hicks is altogether too sensible a girl." "Sensible about everything but her name," commented Helen Cameron, making a little face. "And one can scarcely blame her. It is ugly," Ruth responded, with a sigh. "Jane Ann Hicks!
At the time just mentioned, the orphaned Ruth had appeared at her great-uncle's mill on the Lumano River, near Cheslow, in one of the New England States, and had been taken in by the miserly old miller rather under protest. But Aunt Alvirah Boggs, who was Uncle Jabez Potter's housekeeper, had loved the child from the very beginning.
Uncle Jabez made no comment upon her absence; nor did he put himself out in the least to arrange for any means of transportation for his niece. He seldom went to Cheslow himself, save on Saturdays. Ruth's next trip to Miss Cramp's was on a very hot day indeed. There was a glare of hot sun on the long hill and just enough fitful breeze to sift the road-dust all over her as she walked.
About all Ruth heard at recess and between sessions, even among the smaller girls, was the discussion of what they were to wear on the last day of the term. It was a great day at this school, and Miss Cramp was to graduate from her care seven pupils four girls and three boys all of whom would go to the Cheslow High the coming year.
This occasion, however, seemed of little moment. Hiram Bassett owned a huge red herd-leader that was the terror of the countryside; but it was a fact, as Helen said, that the cattle were not likely to be roaming the pasture at this time of year. "Come on!" said Tom, again. "The car was to go down to the Cheslow station for father and stop at the mill for us on its return.
Of course, this was a "long shot," Tom said; but the trampish individual of whom Ben had told was much more likely to be an actor than a preacher. Tom, however, was able to find no trace of the fellow until he got to the outskirts of Cheslow, the nearest town.
The train was made up and they got aboard. Just below Cheslow was the Y where this train branched off the main line, and took its way by a single-track, winding branch, through the hills to the shore of Lake Osago.
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