The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-06-27

By Temple. Bailey.
dusty road.
Danforth helped the girl to her the he
said all dared say.
ITO trust your precious Barry a tramp"
Her head had nutinous tilt which promised danger
SAT least he is "a man.
Deep beneath the laughter in his eyes there glowed
the Of us?" with of his hand which in
cuded the shouting masculines of the crowd.
care gentlemen"
'"Thank you. And the dnerence?"
She flung hands protestingy. Her gloves were
rings Danforth coveted the baroness
of the third finger of her left hand.
I'm not good definitions she hesitated, but-Wen
the Civilization the"
Gentleman"
The sparks were growing brighter now.
until they drove thru the big
iron and to the porch Danforh made last plea
Surely you won't let your romantic impulse take you
there this afternoon?"
"a woman goeth where she listeth Oh be tire
s. =" - s.
go with YOU"
II shall go alone"
She was standing top step Of the old
superior height and the wind blew the white Veil against
deepened wild rose OF her cheeks
'.Why will you always seek novelty,
know that for your sake would do anything tramp the
roads, If you wished in faded corduroy" @gEs#
She snatched hand quickly reached the door
called back: I tired Of the frock coats and
Of the latest and the old dances And am
wee tired Of you, Oliver" And then she gone
evening the trap and of the sery-
ants and drove to the strip of green.
She the trees and found them by the stream
with whine Of delight She leaned and patted the
great, red head.
"can he be moved now?" she asked.
better If could stay with am some
in that line" he said hesiatingly.
where Hve?" she questioned as in the morning
This time did evade her question The red crept
cheeks he threw back his head with defiant
laugh.
Here" she echoed, wonderingly.
anywhere Gods sky. The forest is
the field garden. and the stream wine cellar
Something within auckened at his tone.
you happy happy! breathed, and in that
there to her the knowledge that this what
she had sought all her girlhood Freedom? Did they know
it, the who bound by. the something
that bound her. They sfed in the atmos
phere conventionaity that surrounded them.
'The people country me- he went on. IT
come animals and
horses and dogs and pussy cats he ended whmscay But
who expert but who would receive no pay for
his skill
walked thru the together and he helped her
into the trap.
II viii come again" she said and as she drove away
she turned and waved goodby to the man and the dog
That night when darkness had fallen when all the sweet
in the air. the vagabond drew
OF the old dog close within his
'There something, fellow whispered, that
needs than forest, field or stream :"
time she had cast spell this
The girl every day Only Danforth knew and being
gentleman he kept the knowledge to himself but he ragged
inwardy
first she to the dog Later she came to see
this fact not admitted toherseH
the attraction Of the unknown.
the charm the woods Of the golden
air the drowsy music Of the bees.
Away house full guests she felt
the fascination the prmeyal She might have been
he faun in the before the days Of
the signing Of pines and the
singing beat Of dancing her
from the life she had lived.
AS for him. in his whole life he had wanss nothing that
could his vagabonds part that he
there waiting fof him respect
respectable position in the dizziness Of the
commonplace
him day after day. the free look
his left him all
meeting his. fell
One afternoon she very late. The made path
stepped the shadow Of the trees
and the swirlng rles swept the
throat little bare and her dark hair drawn
princess like to the top OF her head.
tired OF It ALL, said May stay with you
little Whle?' %"fs#z !.
He led her seat old log His fairy princess