West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1906-11-22

Hight for the little world beneath the
trees. They tremblcd I'm mimic battle.
then the shadows stole the sunlight
bit by bit TN all was pale green twl.
light. aud there was no sound OF the
hunters.
The hunters meanwhile had not been
altogether successful In the chase. The
necessary wolf had been coy. and they
perfOrce had TO compromise with his
poor relation. the cOyote-a poor rela.
ton, indeed. whose shabby coat, thlnned
by the process OF summer shedding.
made II an unworthy souvenir to Miss
Colebrooke. But II was not the lack OF
wolf that robbed the hunting party
OF its zest for Kitty. She could not tell
what II was, but something seemed to
have gone wrong with the day from
the beginning. She rode beside her
cavalier I'm habit the like OF which the
country had never before seen. and
Peter, usually the most observant OF
men. had no word for its multitude OF
PROJECTIONS. In the first realization OF
disappointment with the day, the hunt.
the hardshlps OF the long ride, her per
turbed consciousness took up the prob.
lem OF this missing element and tried
20 adjust itself to the irritating alb.
sence. Kitty wondered IL II were
something she had forgotten. No, there
were her two little cambria pocket
handkerchlefs, remotely suggestive OF
orris and bearing her monogram deli
cately wrought and characteristic. 1t
was not her watch. the ribbon fob OF
which fiuttered now and then in the
breeze. II was not veil or scarfpln or
any of the paraphernalia OF the proper
~ gNbed horsewoman. And yet there
was something missing. something she
should have had with her, something
the absence of which was taking the
SAVIOR from the days hunting
1t must be the very bigness OF this
great, splendid world that gave her
the sense OF being alone at sea. In
tuitively she turned and looked at
Peter riding beside her. There was
something In his face that made her
look again before accepting the realiza-
ton. at first incredulously, then with
/ frank amusement. Peter had scarcely
| spoken since they left the ranch. She
had come down to breakfast so sure of
her new riding habit. The Wetmore
| girls had been moved to hyperboles
about its cut ana Of and the trim short
ness OF the skirt-short riding skirts
were something of a novelty then. The
fine gold hair, twisted tight at the back
OF the shapely head. was like Il coiled
mass of FURNISHED metal, some safe
keeping device OF mint or gold worker
till the season Of coming or fashloning
should come round. The delicate firm.
ness OF profile gave 20 the face the ar
tIfcial perfection OF M old miniature
rather than OF flesh and blood coun-
tenance, and ali these were there as
Of yore, but the marvel of them failed
of the customary tribute.
Kitty, OH scanty reflection, was al
no loss to translate Peters reserve into
language at once nattoring and retrib-
utive. In her scheme OF life he was
always TO be her devoted cavalier, as
indeed he had been from the beginning
She loved her own small eminence too
we'll to impcril her tenure OF II by
sharing It's pretty view of men and
things with any one. she loved the
star part, and next to playing 1t she
enjoyed wrestling il from other women
or eclipslng them completely in some
conspicuously minor role, while, in
the matter of dress, Miss Colebrooke
went beyond the point decrced by the
most eXigent mandates of fashion. She