Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1902-06-12

IsON L. 40 MI ALL
~ HOSE days when we were
II waiting Craigs return we
IS1N,sSI spent in the woods or on the
gsss4s2) mountain sides or down in
the canyon beside the stream that
danced down to meet the Black Rock
river. talking and sketchlng and read
Ing and she listening and dreaming,
with often a happy smile upon her
face. But there were moments when
cloud of shuddering fear would
sweep the smile away, and then l
would talk Of Craig till the smile came
back again.
But the woods and the mountains
and the river were her best, her wis
est, friends during those days. How
sweet the ministry of the woods to
her The trees were in their new sum-
mer leaves, fresh and full Of life.
They swayed and rustled above us,
dinging their interlacing shadows upon
us, and their swaying and their rus
Ting soothed and comforted like the
voice and touch of a mother. And the
mountains, too, in all the glory Of their
varying robes of blues and puppies,
stood calmly. solemnly. about us. up
lifting our souls into regions Of rest.
The changing lights and shadows fiit-
ted swiftly over their rugged fronts,
but left them ever as before in their
steadfast majesty. Goods in his hcav-
en-" What would you have? And ever
| tho 1ifflo rivar en- ~ TO nhnorf,,1
hge. fearing not the great mountains
that threatened to bar its passage to
the sea. Mrs. Mavor heard the song,
and her courage rose.
1--WE, too, shall find our way" she
said. and believed her.
But through these days I could not
make her out, and l found myself
studying her as l might new ac.
quantance. Years had fallen from
her. She was a girl again, full of
young, warm life. She was as sweet
rs before, but there was soft shyness
over her, a half shamed, half frank
consciousness in her face, a glad light
In her eyes that made her all new to
me. Her perfect trust in Craig was
touching to see.
HE will tell me what to do" she
would say till l began to realize how
Impossible 1t would be for him to be-
tray such trust and be anything but
true to the best.
SO much did I dread Craig's home
coming that l sent for Graeme and ole
man Nelson, who was more and mor'
Graeme's trusted counselor and friend
They were both highly excited by tn,
story had to tell, for thought 1t bes
to tell them all, but was not a littl,
surprised and disgusted that they die
not see the matter in my light. In vair
! protested against the madness Of al
lowing anything to send these two from
each other. Graeme summed up tn,
discussion in his own emphatic way
but with an earnestness in his words
not usual with him.
Craig will know better than any o.
US what il right to do, and he will d.
that, and no man can turn him from 1t
and" he added, II should be sorry t,
try"
Then my wrath rose, ana l cried:
Its tremendous shame! They Low,
each other. You are talking senti
mental humbug and nonsense"
"He must do the right" said Nelson
In his deep, quiet voice.
fright! Nonsense! BY what RICH
does he send from him the woman b,
loves"
He pleased not himself" quoted
Nelson reverently.
Nelson is right" said Graeme. 81
should not like to see him weaken"
Look here" l stormed. II didn'
bring you men to back him up in hi
nonsense. thought you could keel
your heads level"
Now, Connor." said Graeme, don
rage. Leave that for the heather. IT..