Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1900-01-04

M one knows how long. You can see
their names in the churchyard.
II was in the churcbyard, amid the
moss-grown headstones. that MISS
Roseommon not only saw the names OF
many dead and gone Frys, but mace
the acouaintauce OF the newcomer. lie
came 10 her across the field that lay be-
tween the house and the church, and
she could see his fair hair shining in the
snn He was tall and handsome, she
thought.
"My mother sent me TO tell you that
tea is ready. It's half an hour carrier
than usual. Yes. I've just come down.
III all seems very beautiful, after Lon
don. doesn't itP"
ais so beautiful" said Mabel, that
am beginning 10 wonder no" shali
ever be able 10 leave 1t,
He walked beside her for awhile IN
silence, then he said:
"You were at Girton, my mother tells
me. Don't you find this sort of thing
strange after the stirring intellectual
life thereH"
6nE iauButA a A6tAS'
81 don't think we were very Intel
lectual-" she began.
al feel so much all / have missed" be
said. III only my father had not soWn
wheat that year"
YES" she said, 81 know; It was very
hard"
She was interested in the boy, for,
though he was Of her own age, he
seemed 10 her infinitely young. His
naive laundering anxiety to let her see
that he. too, knew all about the Intel
lectual life" his respect for her as
Girton girl, and, above all, a certain
wistful sadness about his blue eyes,
stirred her half-amused sympathy. His
presence seemed to promise a new in
terest to life at the farm.
The promise was fulfilled, He at
tached himself frankly to Miss Ros'
commons apron strings-walked with
her. drove her in the market cart, sal
with her under the gray apple boughs
and talked without ceasing. He was
well-read, was acquainted with modern
as well as classic literature-be quoted
almost necessarily. When he was not
quoting he talked Of authors, of edi
tons, Of style and Of form. How should
she know that he had his own dreams
which he managed TO disguise under
,, these quotations from the dreams Of
others2 Miss Roscommon was the frs
educated woman be had ever met, AMI
3 he seemed angonizedly anxious to los
I no chance Of showing her that he, too
had been educated, that he was no
b merely the foolish boy she might hay'
! expected to find In the "son Of TIN
j house" at a farm. At first thiasensitiye
b insistent egotism amused Miss Roscom
mon, then IL irritated her, and at tn
p end Of three days she was as near hat
i ing Robert Fry as she had ever beel
s. TO hating anyone-even the least-love'
{ professor at Cambridge. Yet, after all
y It was not possible to Mabel quite I,
D hate anyone, nor was it possible tha
r Robert Fry should ever be by anyon'
d quite hated. She had q very manly veil
E Of tole ance-and he a timid, appealing
{ manner, which, If not feminine, was a
e least childlike. But has quotations 60
e on her nerves, and the quiet charm o
her holiday was shattered. 1t was o
r the fourth evening that she spoke. II
Pc had been standing beside her, lookin
p at the sea, and suddenly broke the calr
OF the great silence TO quote Aathe'
Il Arnold's lines:
The sea OF faith
Was thus once at the full, and round earth
Ie shore
h Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furlet
40 But now
d - wish you wouldn't" she interrupt
r. ed, almost pee'ishly.
In His blue eyes turned on her with ii
al appealing look Of a child's wear whe
= one whom it trusts speaks with sudde
he harshness
M Don't look at me like that" 81
m said, her patience and her pretty maj
Of ners giving way together under Il
a strain Of that absurd appeal. Its onI
re that came into the country to res
,el and"
10 Il see, you don't like me 10 talk
ct you. am very sorry. l never meal
ed TO bore you. It's very good Of you
ar, tell me straight out He raised his ca
X and turned TO leave her.
m "Oh, donTi" she said again. Il a
so sorryl Idon't mean to be rude--bJ
en- don't you feel 1t, too? One wants
nj rest from literature and all that 50
Of thing. / am sure you feel IL, to
Tut only you think a person from Grit
nd | wants this sort Of entertaining. 81
n" doesn't. / assure you; she just wants
.ed look about and see things happen, S
t. how the flowers grow, and what q
be- pigs eat, and how the sheep come in
she the fold, and wonder how the chicke
er. know when it's time TO be fed"
II He stood looking at her, still wi
st fully
lad You're not angry with me, are you
ion be said.
get Angry No, Of course not; and y
rry mustn't be angry with me. IL v
~. very bad-tempered Of me, because
get know you were only doing il to ples
but me. But you won't any more, v
md your Its not necessary"