Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-11-10

poor life, as you and have heard them tell 1T,
the tragedy of the past, the clothes OF the
present, and-and-wel, l don't think have
ever heard them speak of the future" got up
and finished dressing in silence.
Are you ready?" l said at last.
Landon nodded, and we both started for the
door.
And Arthur, added, IF you don't care
tor the situation here, you know you can leave
it at any time. The doors are all open, and
you can always find some one to take you to
the train"
The next day, being Sunday, we read the
morning papers at much length, and sat about
under the trees in the orchard, and took little
walks over the farm, and | saw to it that Miss
Martin never got very far away from Helen
Brinley. And then in the afternoon my friends
of the night before came over, and some of us
drove, and others went out in the automobile,
and l think that Virginia Martin enjoyed the
clear air and the fresh country, perhaps even
more than the rest of US. l know that once
saw her, when she thought was not looking.
throw out her arms before her and drink in
the pure air just as if in that breath she
could forever force out of her lungs the stale
smoke of the studios and the hot, damp air of
the dressing rooms. Late in the afternoon we
met for tennis, and this was followed by long
but very amusing dinner at which old Brlnley
drank the health of the young lovers.
Landon was for taking an early train to
town the next morning: but induced him to
take somewhat later one, on the pretense OF
showing Miss Martin and himself very beautl-
full bit of country on the way to the station OF
the next town to our own. When we had
reached the main street of the village had the
chauffeur stop at little whitewashed house
next to the Presbyterian church.
What is this?" said Landon
This / said from the front seat, is the
house of an old friend of mine He's clergy
man. and he promised to be waiting for me
here this morning, It's up to you"
Then, for what seemed an incredibly long
time talked to the chauffeur about the reason
why the oiler wasn't working properly: but
imagine that it was not really very long after
all We found the clergyman waiting. as ] was
sure we should, and we four and the clergy
mans wife and a neighbor, who wept con-
and after a good deal of bungllng we got
through with it somehow. / saw Landon give
the clergyman yellow banknote, big enough
to buy set of chimes, which l hope he
didn t,-and a smaller note to the neighbor
lady, just to stop her crying. and then we all
got back in the car again and started for the
station.
why do you two go back to the city!' !
asked from my old place on the front seat.
why not go back to the farm and begin your
honeymoon there? You can get back to town
in plenty of time Wednesday morning to catch
that boat. I'll meet your people. Arthur,
when they arrive, and tell them all about it,
and arrange for sending out the cards and the
notices and all that"
We reached the station just in time for me
to swing on the rear platform of the last car OF
the New York express Arthur helped me on
with my valise, and we shook hands; but there
was not much time for ceremony. l saw the
girl, who still sitting in the car, take her
handkerchief out as if to wave to me, but, as a
matter of fact, she did not do this. However,
am sure she knows that know,