Ethel Morton's Holidays

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The big brown automobile gave three honks as it swung around the corner from Church Street. Roger Morton, raking leaves in the yard beside his house, threw down his rake and vaulted over the gate.
Good afternoon, sir, he called to his grandfather, saluting, soldier fashion.
Good afternoon, son. I stopped to tell you that those pumpkins are ready for you. If you'll hop in now we can go out and get them and I'll bring you back again.
Good enough! exclaimed Roger. I'll tell Mother I'm going. She may have some message for Grandmother, and he vaulted back over the gate and dashed up the steps.
In a minute he was out again and climbing into the car.
Where are the girls this afternoon? inquired Mr. Emerson, as he threw in the clutch and started toward the outskirts of Rosemont where he had land enough to allow him to do a little farming.
Helen and Ethel Brown have gone to the West Woods, replied Roger, accounting for his sisters. Somebody told them that there was a wild grapevine there that still had yellow leaves bright enough for them to use for decorating tomorrow evening.
I should be afraid last night's frost would have shriveled them. What are Ethel Blue and Dorothy up to? asked Mr. Emerson.
Ethel Blue was Roger's cousin who had lived with the Mortons since her babyhood. Dorothy Smith was also his cousin. She and her mother lived in a cottage on Church Street.