St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1904-02-10
she had picked out for me whether /

she had picked out for me whether ]
want to or not
why, that's just the question on
which mother and differed" Gladys
gasped .eShe and his mother arranged
it all years ago, it seems, and he's I'M
manly enough to keep her to her word,
though he must know / hate him. You
wouldn't find a girl doing a thing like
thatr'
wouldn't you, though? This par
ticular young lady of whom speak is
of SO clinging disposition that, accord
ing to my mother, she will never know
happiness unless brace up and WOO.
Why in thunder she should be in love
with man she hasn't seen since she
was child is more than I can con-
ceivew He padded angrily for mo-
ment. Then once again his eyes met
hers, and they laughed
1--WE seem to be fguratively as well
as literally in the same boat" she re-
marked 1.-THE thought makes me quite
fond of you"
'tAh, if / could but believe you in
earnest!'' he sighed, with exaggerated
gallantry.
She darted him another look from
under her lashes.
weren't you smoking when I called
to you?" she asked presently. ''Why,
there's your pipe Do let me fill it for
you. 1 love to fuss with pipes"
Its all / need to complete my hap
piness," he assured her as he handed
her his pipe. MY pouch is in the left
hand pocket of my coat. Can you get
it? It's right behind you there
She leaned back and secured the thin
serge coat, rummaged in his pocket and
brought forth a channels pouch eIabo-
rately embroidered with the initials
81 c. in crimson She looked at the
inscription for a moment, then at it's
owner.
He watched her as she pressed the
tobacco into the bowl with a delicate
thumb There" she said as she hand
ed it to him. Lean over, and I'll light
it for YOU
She shaded the suffering match
with her hand and applied the fame to
the tobacco. Her face was very near
his, and it was a face to set a man
longing.
She settled herself once more among
the cushions. isn't this comfy?" she
sighed, with satisfaction. ''When I re-
member that walk from Digby in all
the dust, / can't realize it's me!'
s'Great Scott! Did you walk from
Digby?''
Eyes. You see, they wrote that a
certain person would meet me at Ora
hamsford, SO I got out at Digby and
walked. Anything was better than a
four mile ride with-the person who
was coming to meet me. That's why
I'm here
'What a coincidencev' he exclaimed
as he knocked the ashes from his pipe
eat this moment I am supposed to be
driving home from Grahamsford with
"a young lady whom / didn't want to
meet. That's why I'm herep'
She was busy watching the rippIes
that followed the canoe
ct appears to me our mothers have
been fbbing," she said musingly
"Bless their hearts!'' he exclaimed
fervently. 81 forgive them, don't you?
Besides, / am just discovering that
your mother at least spoke the truth.
And 1 mean to be obedient in all things
from this time forth forever more" he
added boldly.
amen" she said, with mock So
lemnity. But how self sacrificingr'
Then, with look that set his heart
beating, "Well, I will not be outdone in
filial devotion.' Her lashes fiickered
against her reddening cheek. With one
stroke he beached the canoe among the
shadows of the trees.
An hour later Mrs. Graham came to
meet them down the long avenue Dor
dered with oaks.
My dear children!' she cried joyful
ly. 81 see it is all right I knew that
ride from the station would be just the
thing