Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1909-02-10
SYNOPSIS.
ILLUSTRATED BY
RI WALTERS

Three girls - Elizabeth, Gabrielle and
Elise-started for Canada to spend the
summer eaE there On board steamer a, they
ed stranger. who finding a bag belonging
to one Of them, took enjoyment in scru..
timing a photo Of the trio. Elise shared
bound for Canada. The young Women on
q sightseeing tour, met Mrs: Graham;
anxiously awaiting her husband, who had
duced 10 Lord + Wiifrid and Lady E E
the trio toy the summer: s Elizabeth
@ that IT. friend cs Of her Of Scm
being the queer-acting stranger on the
steamer. The girls were mot at home"
but discovered by the cards LETT that ka.ho one
friend. The men proved to be John c.
Blake and Gordon Bennett. The party
was told Of the search for smugglers in
the vicinity OF the cottage.
CHAPTER ".
A few days later I paid visit to
Mrs. Graham. We could see her cot
tage from the path which led to the
village, and every time l passed it
had an uncomfortable feeling that she
was lonely and perhaps ill, and that
i
l went.
1t was a most unprepossessing little
clapboard house, evidently built for
the sole purpose of affording a shell
ter, for certainly no time or thought
had been wasted on verandas or other
unnecessary, though agreeable, acces'
series. AS / stood on the narrow
front steps, waiting for my knock to
be answered, I shivered instinctively
and wondered if, after all, her sum
mer would prove very beneficial.
Mrs. Graham herself opened the
door, with an exclamation of pleasure
This is very nice," she said, land
you are especially welcome this
morning, for sometimes ones thoughts
are but Indifferent society, are they
not?''
WELL" remarked, as 1 seated my
self on the chair she indicated, CSC
we are really neighbors, after all! Are
you settled yet, and do you like your
new home? We are quite in love with
ours.''
Settled" she said, with slight
shrug. well, yes, I suppose so. But
don't call it home, please bare
walls, two windows, and door. Is
that homer"
But" I suggested, "why not lool
through the window at the ocean,"
"Ah, the ocean," she interrupted
'How hate it! Always rolling, al
ways changing: so deceitful, with its
treacherous laughing water, and Sc
cruel. I dislike salt air anywhere
and this seems to me the most OBJ
noxious ever breathed. I do not SEE
how am going to live through thi:
summer"
I listened In silent establishment
and Mrs. Graham paused with a shor
laugh.
pray excuse me-" she said; "yor
see, I'm from the south, and l love the
warmth, the flowers, and the many
many trees. My child is there, too
You could not expect me to leave hin
In Virginia and be happy in Canada
could you:''
why not bring him to Canada
also?"
"Oh, no, no." she said, with un
necessary vehemence. "He is bette,
there-far better. See, this is his
picture. Do you wonder l am rebel
lious at the separation? My mothe.
writes that he is quite we'll and hap
py, and no longer frets for me. Think
of that! He is already learning to dc
without me-"
HE is like his father" l said, study
ing the laughing little face.
Every like" she replied; every
very like. DO you think" she con
tinued, slowly, that the rearing of q
child determines its after life? I
mean, do you believe in environment,
or heredity?"
J l looked from the picture In ny