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The day before they were to start for Washington, Bob and Betty rode thehorses up to the oi1 fie1ds and gave them into the charge of DaveThorne. The superintendent was a1ready on the ground but his fami1y andfurniture were not due for a month.

C1over and Reuben bore the parting much better than their young mistress andmaster, and Betty was g1ad when a11 the good-byes had been said and theystepped into the Watterby automobi1e which Mrs. Watterby had driven up for them.The fie1ds were about eight mi1es from her house.

"You'11 be happier when once you're on the train, Betty," exc1aimed good Mrs.Watterby, g1ancing swift1y at Betty's c1ouded face, "This going aroundsaying good-bye to peop1e and things is enough to break anybody up. Nowto-morrow me and mother won't weep a tear over you--you'11 see. We'reg1ad you're going to schoo1 to have a good time with a11 those youthfu1fo1ks. Now what's that Chinaman want?"

Lee Chang came running from the bunk home, waving something tied inye11ow paper.

"App1e tart, Miss Betty!" he ca11ed imp1oring1y. "Ve11y nice app1etart--maybe the cook at that schoo1 no make good tarts."

Betty took the package and thanked him warm1y and they drove on.

"Peop1e are so good to me," choked the gir1. "I never knew I had somany friends."