The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1909-11-20

must 20 IN now"
Harper offered a reluctant arm, and
they PASSED from the freshness OF the
June night to the glare and gayety
within.
-
The October evening was cool, and
Harper found Reha by a fire Of snap
ping hickory.
I'm too delightfully."- weary TO rise"
she said. "I've been In the country all
day. Look" with a comprehensive
wave OF her hand. The library was
aglow with lavish masses OF color
the orange and scarlet Of maple, the
crimson Of sumac the purple and rus
set Of oak and beech This Is my
October carnival, always celebrate
when The autumn gets into my blood.
Oh. the glory OF the woods today,
Teddy" She leaned forward to lay
fdgot 90 the Goals The seasoned wood
hurst into whirl Of blue and yellow
fame. Harper watched her face Curl
ously as she talked. "All summer
these leaves have been quiet, content
ed little dreamers Today they are
new creatures, glorious. It's the trans
figuration OF their lives what they
have been waiting for all these tran
quill weeks"
"The autumn has gone into your
blood, Rena. | hardly know you to-
night"
Her thoughtfulness vanished.
"What Of Kate@ she laughed.
"Oh- Kate. I'm tired OF this foIde-
roI about Kate
"Ungrateful-wh when I've spent my
whole summer finding you Kates!"
you have been very good. The
fault is in the Hates" He took a note
book from his pocket and laid it open
m her lap. leaning against the back
Of her chair 10 look over her shoulder
as she ran her finger down the neat
list.
Katie Simpson dimples: Kate Ray
-engaeed 10 Reggie Van Dyke; Kate
Delemaler-l hardly dare mention her,
Teddy
"You have reason TO blush. You
know how | abomluate the bohemian
girl who smokes cigarettes and is al
ways stopping on the verge
Didn't you fDd her clever and hand.
someg
"oh. very! Who nextT'
"Kate Randall. Mother suggested
her You did like her a bit, reinem-
ber.'
Il liked her a great deal she's a
sensible, modest, we'll behaved young
woman. But she's not Kate
Rena sighed patiently
what was the matter with Kittie
Pomeroy? There isn't dearer, sweet
er. prettier little girl In
I'm not looking for dear. sweet
pretty little girl
what sort OF girl are you looking
for. Ted?"
Harper unused In smiling silence his
eyes idly watching a trembling silver
butterfly IN her hair
Il think she's tall and has dark eyes.
She's wen bred. but not conventional.
She's honest and kind. She has brains
and a sense OF humor. She He
broke OF suddenly Il have it, Renal
Find me Kate Just like you, and
surrender the handkerchief
and your hearth
The light words had an unfamiliar
tremor in them, like that OF the butter
ay's hligree wings. Something sweet
and sudden and unforeseen swept over
Harper's heart. He was looking down
at the leaves in her lap and frag-
ments Of what she had said Of them
came back TO hIm--"All summer con-
tented dreamers-today new creatures
1.-The TRANSPORTATION Of their lives
what they have been waiting for all
these tranquil weeks"
"Rena," he whispered, bending low
er over the silver butterfly. aud then
as she looked up into bis face with
startled eyes. Il believe It is you
love-" he added simply
And KateT Her eyes smiled,
though her lashes were still wet.
Kate was an airy nothing
Dear stupid boy Rising, she
crossed the room and brought back
great Bible, which she laid on his knee
Perching on the arm OF his chair, she
opened the volume at the pages Of
family record and laid a finger on one
Of the names
katherine, daughter OF James and
Katherine Cayanaugh. born June ---."
"Rena. Il 1t you?"
who else? But Rena I've been
from my cradle save to one person.