Keeping up with Lizzie | Page 2

here is
Sam Henshaw. Sam? Why, he's a merchant prince o'
Pointview--grocery business--had a girl--name o' Lizzie--smart and as
purty as a wax doll. Dan Pettigrew, the noblest flower o' the young
manhood o' Pointview, fell in love with her. No wonder. We were all
fond o' Lizzie. They were a han'some couple, an' together about half the
time.
"Well, Sam began to aspire, an' nothing would do for Lizzie but the
Smythe school at Hardcastle at seven hundred dollars a year. So they
rigged her up splendid, an' away she went. Prom that day she set the
pace for this community. Dan had to keep up with Lizzie, and so his
father, Bill Pettigrew, sent him to Harvard. Other girls started in the
race, an' the first we knew there was a big field in this maiden
handicap.
"Well, Sam had been aspirin' for about three months, when he began to
perspire. The extras up at Hardcastle had exceeded his expectations. He
was goin' a hot pace to keep up with Lizzie, an' it looked as if his
morals was meltin' away.
"I was in the northern part o' the county one day, an' saw some
wonderful, big, red, tasty apples.

"'What ye doin' with yer apples?' says I to the grower.
"'I've sent the most of 'em to Samuel Henshaw, o' Pointview, an' he's
sold 'em on commission,' says he.
"'What do ye get for 'em ?' I asked.
"'Two dollars an' ten cents a barrel,' says he.
"The next time I went into Sam's store there were the same red apples
that came out o' that orchard in the northern part o' the county.
"'How much are these apples?' I says.
"'Seven dollars a barrel,' says Sam.
[Illustration: Seven dollars a barrel.]
"'How is it that you get seven dollars a barrel an' only return two dollars
an' ten cents to the grower?' I says.
"Sam stuttered an' changed color. I'd been his lawyer for years, an' I
always talked plain to Sam.
"'Wal, the fact is,' says he, with a laugh an' a wink, 'I sold these apples
to my clerk.'
"'Sam, ye're wastin' yer talents,' I says. 'Go into the railroad business.'
"Sam was kind o' shamefaced.
"'It costs so much to live I have to make a decent profit somewhere,'
says he. 'If you had a daughter to educate, you'd know the reason.'
"I bought a bill o' goods, an' noticed that ham an' butter were up two
cents a pound, an' flour four cents a sack, an' other things in proportion.
I didn't say a word, but I see that Sam proposed to tax the community
for the education o' that Lizzie girl. Folks began to complain, but the
tax on each wasn't heavy, an' a good many people owed Sam an' wasn't

in shape to quit him. Then Sam had the best store in the village, an'
everybody was kind o' proud of it. So we stood this assessment o' Sam's,
an' by a general tax paid for the education o' Lizzie. She made friends,
an' sailed around in automobiles, an' spent a part o' the Christmas
holidays with the daughter o' Mr. Beverly Gottrich on Fifth Avenue, an'
young Beverly Gottrich brought her home in his big red runabout. Oh,
that was a great day in Pointview!--that red-runabout day of our history
when the pitcher was broken at the fountain and they that looked out of
the windows trembled.
"Dan Pettigrew was home from Harvard for the holidays, an' he an'
Lizzie met at a church party. They held their heads very high, an'
seemed to despise each other an' everybody else. Word went around
that it was all off between 'em. It seems that they had riz--not risen, but
riz--far above each other.
"Now it often happens that when the young ascend the tower o' their
aspirations an' look down upon the earth its average inhabitant seems
no larger to them than a red ant. Sometimes there's nobody in
sight--that is, no real body--nothin' but clouds an' rainbows an' kings an'
queens an' their families. Now Lizzie an' Dan were both up in their
towers an' lookin' down, an' that was probably the reason they didn't see
each other.
"Right away a war began between the rival houses o' Henshaw an'
Pettigrew. The first we knew Sam was buildin' a new house with a
tower on it--by jingo!--an' hardwood finish inside an' half an acre in the
dooryard. The tower was for Lizzie. It signalized her rise in the
community. It put her one flight above anybody in Pointview.
"As the house rose, up went Sam's prices again. I went over to the store
an' bought a week's provisions, an' when I got the bill I see that he'd
taxed me twenty-nine