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Show 28 folk ta^es for children!" "He does," answered Jane, her tone sprightly. Barbara had had reservations about Hyrum Whiteside ever since he had first come to call on her father over a year ago. It wasn't long after that that Hyrum left his comfortable grand estate in the suburbs of London to live in a humble Surrey cottage. But Hyrum didn't seem to,miss his former home, and he and her father had become the closest of friends. She considered his most recent hobby of printing as a threat to their family security. Everyone knew when father left that morning that ' he was planning to visit Hyrum in his shop that day to ask him to print a letter to the King. It was Lathrop's belief that along with folk tales, Hyrum's press could be used to further the work of God. "Oh, why must he write that awful letter!" Barbara "started to cry. "I liked it better when father was an Anglican minister!" "Barbara!" Her. mother's tone was an upbraid. "You were too young to even remember that!" "Doan't thee worry, Barbara. T' letter will be authored and printed anonymously," added Jane lightheartedly. To Barbara, Jane was insufferably optimistic about |