Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1900-11-15

funny, isn't it? We might never have
known one another until we had both
reached the post. And we are in the
same regiment, too. What year were
your"
He slipped off his class ring and held
1t out to her. She studied it lntently.
"Ninety-seven. Then you are a sec
ond lieutenant
| Altogether at your service Why
the dickens didn't we divine this soon
er, It's been horribly dull-this beast
ly desert.
Miss Hill protested IT'S not a
beastly desert"
1T isn't now" he admitted. Which
she ignored, and went on:
Its very beautiful and grand if you
only understand it. l dare say you
were not brought up on it,"
I wasn't, thank heavenl"
We'll, | was. l was born on II.
made my first mud pies with ella
water. l rode my first burro around
| Thomas, and had my first spill into
this alkali dust. I suppose one has to
be used to it from the very beginning
to love it,
Harrington began to feel that it WIS
anything but creditable not to lc, . it.
He defended himself New England
gave me birth. And still prefer the
lilac to the mesquite bush. It's all q
matter Of education, of course"
'Of course" she agreed. Tell me
about the Presidio"
He told her about it with the zest
for word painting which California
fosters, and left her with the belief
that she was about to enter paradise
on earth.
You play golf, of course?"
1t is the question that must come
sooner or later. She answered that
she did not; and Harrington was glad,
because now he could teach her. and
life would be all one beautiful
driving little white balls across green
slopes and fields of fleur-de-lis. with
a blue sky overhead and a sapphire sea
beyond. 1t was eternal spring in Har-
rington's heart just now, so he over
looked the detail that f1eur-de-lis don't
bloom in August.
Outside Of Section was a stuffy
sleeper where sat a scandalized man
and woman, whispering and casting
looks; and beyond that was a gleam-
ing desert where the thermomet..
would have registered incredih!,
things. But in Section 2 all was
charming, The crunch of feet on the
cinders, the tingle of the hammer on
the hot box, the murmur of mems
voices, came family to it.
How long shall we stop here?" Miss
Hill asked.
Harrington did not know, and said
so. Neither did he care; but he kept
that to himself. He liked southern
Arizona. Then Miss Hill wanted to
know, Where are WEI"
THE question is the answer" he
told her. She looked upzzled. "Do
you understand Spanish?" She re-
membered some from the days of Mex
lean nurses and citizen packers. There
had been time. when it was her most
fluent speech. well, then, the name
Of tbs garden spot is Adonde-at least,
within half a mile of it."
That means where" she said.
isn't it jolly we'll named? The
plains are such forcible reminders of
the eternal get-at-ablenes of things
in general"
Miss Hill was resentful. Il dare say
they are not all measured off by human
foot rules like New England But
they are lovely. I am quite sure [
shall not like TIE Preside links half
so we'll"
This was dangerous. Harrington
launched off upon the delights Of golf.
The conductor called "All aboard" and
feet hurried along the cinder bed. But
the train was going thirty miles an
hour before they really realized it had
started; and they were at Yuma and
had twenty-five minutes in which to
eat dinner before they were aware that
they had passed Adonde. Adonde, in
deed, It was already only too plain
where and whittier.
1t was palmer still by the tine they
crossed o. the ferry. Major r Il saw
it, and so did Mrs. Hill, and some 9th
ers who had come over to the train,
so they were very considerate about it,
and went to listen to the music in the
social hall. Harrington leaned on the
rail beside her, and showed her the
gulls, and said this was San Francisco,
as though he were personally respon-
sible for (which is the way we get
in California. 1t was only too evident,
even to the watching strangers, where
and whittier. Where they were was in
the seventh heaven of contentment
And whittier they tended was reached
just two months later
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