The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1901-01-12
LOST In THE PINE WOODS

Clem-her name was Clemence-bUt
toned up her jacket, pulled it's high fun
collar up around her threat and struck
off into the pine woods in pursuit OF
holly berries, for it was the day before
| New Years.
Glen was a joyous young girl, very
pretty and very light-hearted, the only
| inmate of white cottage on the out
skirts of the village besides DR.. Ran
dolph her father, and old Nance, their
housekeeper, her former nurse.
Being II and unacquainted with the
worlds gayeties beyond an occasional
simple gathering and an evening at the
theater or opera when on a short visit
to relatives in New Orleans, Clients
pleasures consisted in much reading,
unlimited rambes through the woods
and down the country roads and much
practice on her violin.
For an invalid violnist of talent and
reputation had sought refuge in that
balmy pine region to rebuild heath.
broken and shattered by too continu-
Gus and arduous work and, being Dr.
Randolph's patient, had become Clem's
teacher, with pleasure and profit to
both
Professor Andrade, a first graduate
from the Berlin conservatory, declared
Glenn had great natural musical gifts
and Glenn never tired of her violin
The weather had been ulprecedent
eddy cold all through November and
in the early part of December a furry
Of snow had fallen, making the woods
beautiful as it capped the green boughs
and spread a white carpet over the
moses and thick bed Of fallen pine
needles underfoot.
This New Years eve the air was
cold, still and biting and when. in the
afternoon Or. Randolph started off in
his buggy to visit an old bedridden Aca-
dian women ten miles away Nance put
an extra overcoat on the cushions and
hot bricks wrapped in carpeting to keep
his feet warm, and Glenn slipped a flask
in his pocket as she kissed him good by,
standing on the steps between the
wheels to do so.
Nov, don't stay late. Be sure you
come back before the train comes in, for
warned
I'VE have partridges for supper, re-
member" she called out as Dumps,
the doctors cob, started out at a pace
that meant business.
Nodding backward gayly, the doctor
swept down the street and disappeared
around the curve
II wonder what that silly, tiresome
boy Ned has grown to be?" said Glenn
aloud to herself MS she inspected the
supper table, already daintily set with
old silver and cut glass.
In the center a huge bunch of narcis-
suses and hyacinths was placed. for the
doctor was somewhat of gourmet and
his life abroad and in big cities having
left its mark upon him, his was a choice
aestheticism with an insistence for
tasteful and ornamental surroundings.
so that their table was always rarely
well appointed,
The absence of decoration struck
Glen as she gave a few touches to the
celery, olives and wintergreen.
Downing a warm suit and fur-lined
Jacket without telling Nance of her in
tention, she started off toward a spot
she knew some miles away, where,
along the high bank of a shallow, riot
Gus stream grew trees of holly in luxu-
rious perfection
Il wonder what he has developed
into? He used to he detestahle and
hateful boy" unused Glenn, reverting
to the expected arrival by the
evening train of Edward Singleton,
whose property, until he became of age,
mad been looked after by the doctor, ac-
eordng to the will of his old time friend
Ned's father.
Eight year! That's a long time"
nused Glen,
well, I hope his travels have i'm
proved him, For his college days were F.,
Dad enough.
"Heigh no! I wish he would stay |
away and not tumble down on us to |
spoil our delightful New Years. l never |
,ould stand him."
Glen recalled what a villainous tease !
Ned had been when on his visit to them
Turing vacation.
HE was a tease but he was hand
ome boy" she concluded.
Then casting Ned out of her thoughts, |
he stopped to gather great armful of |
he glorious holly.
The distance was greater than Glen
lad supposed, and the afternoon had
arkened considerably when her fam
ng branches of berries We're tied with