delicacies and supplies from the baker's! It does make a difference in
the accounts, you see, when one markets!" ventured Barbara, glancing at
her mother who never bothered about anything connected with the
housekeeping--leaving it all for the servants to do.

"Now, Bob, don't criticize your mother's methods. I can't drudge about
the house and take charge of the Social Clubs and Welfare Work as
well," complained Mrs. Maynard.

"Of course not, Bob! Besides, mother never did know a good cut of beef
from a poor one--they never taught domestic science in her day, you
see," hurriedly interpolated Eleanor, hoping to waive a scene such as
was a common occurrence between Barbara and her mother.

"Nolla, are you sarcastic about my education?" queried Mrs. Maynard,
with dignity.

"Mercy, no! I only tried to show Bob the difference in present day
methods and the past."

Mr. Maynard entered the room during Eleanor's reply, and smiled as he
heard his youngest daughter's frank words. It was a keen pleasure to
him to have one child fearless in thought and word. His son and elder
daughter had been spoiled by fawning tutors and companions, so they had
acquired the habit of white-washing facts to suit the needs. Eleanor
had been too delicate to attend any expensive and fashionable seminary
and, being taught by Anne Stewart while in Denver, had acquired many of
Anne's splendid ways.

"Frederick, what do you know about this mountain resort you asked Anne