Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-09-27

ing on his horizon. ...@45a 1 He waited, with his glass halfway to his lips, to hear the girls reply. 1 She came across the kitchen carrying dish of apple jelly in one hand and saucer of apple butter in the other. There was grace in the movements of her young, slim figure that was con spicuously lacking in Mrs. Morning stars own daughter of the same age. Her eyes were, as always, downcast, as though to veil a soul she did not wish to discover to those about her. Kinross had never yet succeeded in \ discovering the color of her eyes. Somehow the girl always bore about her an air of detachment from her sur, roundings, almost like one moving in dream. Just now she scarcely seem- ed conscious of him at all as she placed the two dishes on the table be- fore him and then turned and walked out of the room. .-
 His piqued curiosity increased his sense of irritation with things in gen. eral to positive ill temper. This dainty looking adopted daughter of the house. hold, who, he had at first thought, must be fair lily among gross weeds, so delicate her features, so graceful her movements and so appealing to his poetic sense her frail beauty tin spite of his professed misogyny)-even she was probably no exception in the generally bucolie atmosphere of the Morningstar farmhouse, for a more cowlike herd of people he had cer- tainly never encountered.
 Was she not an exception? Then why this constantly deepening impress sion on his mind of an indeinable charm, vague mystery, enveloping the beautiful girl who drudged at her household tasks in apathetic and stu pid contentment with apparently not thought or instinct above her mar row, monotonous round of work; too dull even to share the curiosity and interest of the rest of the family con- corning their "gent'man boarder," and too phlegmatic to resent her foster mothers unjust and often tyrannical partiality to her own daughter Ollie?
 More than once he had been on the point of asking Mrs. Morningstar to tell him something of Eunice's his tory. But some subtle instinct which he had never analysed had held him in check. Perhaps it was a chivalrous aversion to prying into what the girl herself so evidently wished to con- ceal. Perhaps he was not, after all, in hurry to have the interesting mys- tery explained away into mere com monplace circumstance, the usual out come of interesting mysteries.
 Well" he demanded of Mrs. Morn ingstar when, after Eunice had disap- peared. the landlady stood beside him and refilled his glass with milk, her stout bulk grotesque contrast to the insignificant stature of her husband who had been overpowering him with his logic a few moments before, "where is the spread? She didn't tell you"
 But she brang 'em" exclaimed the woman in astonishment. Here" showing toward him the jelly and the apple butter.
 ''The spread?" he repeated blankly. "Ain't them spreadin's" she asked, a touch of wounded feeling mingled with her puzzled surprise. "To be sure, some calls 'em the smear. But" she added discriminatory, q think that's Dutch!"
 To propitiate her he helped himself experimentally to some of the apple butter.
 Were gettin' two new boarders till this dinner already" she remarked, pushing pie within his reach, though she must know by this time that he never ate her pies. not even at break fast.
 Her statement appeared to be blow to him. Thrusting the apple butter from him, he stared up at her, chagrin and keen disappointment in his face.
 Mister he goes this dinner to fetch 'em on the buggy out" she informed him. ''One of ems oyerstudied the brain goin' to college. Yes" she in- sisted argumentatively. there is such thing as overstudyin' the brain, espe- cially fur a country person where ain't used to it still. To be sure, you bein' a doctor that way, you'd know yourself the brain kin be oyerstudied.'
 He did not rouse himself to explain to her that he was not doctor of drugs. but of philosophy. It would in. vOlve so many questions on her part and so much explanation on his-and the day was already hot.
 Do you think you'd better risk talk. ing two more bOardersy" he asked her doubtfuIIy with the faint hope of avert. ing the impending calamity. Wont fl give you a lot more to dO7 And you are busy from morning tO night now"
 "You thinkTr she laughed. "0ch. no II ain't overw0rked- can stand q good bit yet Tous tony towners with your such wonderful white hands eren on the men she added. unable tc keep d bit of contempt from her hon est voice. while her eyes rested on Dr Kinross' capable looking but well kept hands as he daintily knOcked of tht top of an sEgshell. -yOus don't know what work is. Anyhow. if it dOes orerdO me to take two more boarderl ifn be a little O1 the make. too yOE see-
 -Ah!- he exclaimed his gloom lifting { a little "TH pay yoa the pTice O. board for three If youH seDd then : word net to cone and Iet ne continus Ia ha-a ss-. r-z- ,.r ss-a uraea E7 nssee