It was dinner hour at The Balsams, Dixville Notch, N. H. Ravenous tourists and contented residents were scooping vegetables out of their "bird's bath-tubs," calling for more butter and chattering happily all through the airy dining-hall. Back and forth between her table and the kitchen, plied Helen Albro Park of Brooklyn, whose summer as a waitress was drawing to a close. Soon she would be returning to Boston University to take up her junior-year courses. How good it would be to handle books again after stacks of trays and dishes. . . .
"Helen!"...
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