The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1910-05-22

And to this has the New Thought
led u.s., CALCULATED Peter. Let us shun
1t, my children
On a green bench under a spreading
tree sat Diana, and before her stood
AIR Gresham He was surveying her
with interest.
1T is strange that you don't like me-
Mrs Sinclair" he said
She looked up at him.
oh, by your manner" he answered,
as Il she had asked the question "You
refuse to have anything to do with me.
How often have L observed you and
time, but no matter how steaIthy my
approach, how unabtrusive my attempt
TO share the gayety, you invariably seek
the seclusion of sphinxlike silence.
MOdeStly, l wonder at it."
You imagine" she began
You are too honest to finish that"
he said, as she paused. Besides, why
should | imagine IT? My opinion would
to have me to talk demonstrating the
scarcity of people On the contrary
you never bestow a word upon me un-
less L hold you up for it."
I think this time 1 shall refuse
to be held up with q smile TO temper
the decision in her voice. The more
the acquaintance grew the greater the
complications. She picked up her book
again, deliberately
Il viii keep very still" he said.
There was another green bench under
the tree. He sat down on it and laid
his hat beside him. He did not even
look at her. When she unwillingly
glanced at him, over the top of her
book, he had his head thrown back and
was gazing up into the green branches
He was very handsome. Miss Sinclair
found this fact getting mixed up with
Sidney Lanier's symphony when she
returned to her book She frowned
and efdeavOred to concentrate her
mind on the poem. Her neighbor was
aenormally quiet She closed her book
and rose Instantly he was on his feet
If You have finished reading Eli
walk now with you," he said. There
was solemnity in his tone. She smiled
in spite of herself.
81 have not finished reading" she
said Il am going down by the brook"
Then I'll walk down there with you"
oDl1g1ngly- There are cows"
Frances Diana Sinclair sat down
again on the seat she had just left. She
did not know whether to be angry or
not, and while she was making up her
mind Peters voice came pIaintiveIy
across the lawn, and the painting Peter
followed.
what is it?" she inquired with Soma
asperity, the situation getting on her
nerves 1T Is that woman with the
bird book" explained Peter in a tone
OF great sIt exhaustion; She made me
w heeIer and Wilson thrush. and /
caught little sunstroke And here
was you, my appointed protector. hav-
ing nice, comfortable, cool, and hapnv
time under tree" He dropped upon
the bench beside her. Did she ever at
tack you, Mr.. Gresham ?' he Incurred
. she never walked me across three
Ieids, said Mr.. Gresham. she only
asks me whether I've noticed the cloud
effects"
That's her" assented Peter. 81 never
look at the clouds any more / INQUIRE
IN me morning If there are to be any
effects, and if there are / STAY in.
too"
'T think you underrate that sun
stroke, Peter" said Diana
Perhaps I do, Mrs. Sinclair" he muir
INJURED, and Mr. Gresham noticed how
she coiored and then laughed. Her face
the fact that all her laughter seemed |
TO be against her will made 1t all the |
more alluring. She Strengthened out |
the curves of her red lips and looked
at Peter severely.
Where is Grace?" she asked
Z "Off somewhere with the jackson kid
He's been leaving ever since we came:
told me he only ran UP for a days
fishing"
How many guests are thereg Mr..
Gresham appreciated Peters presence |
as an aid TO conversation
We'll there's Mrs Ivorson. She roads
Emerson between meals. asd size saws |
you are what you think you are
1T isn't true" said Mr. Gresham, st
thought was an interesting and agree |
able companion. and I am not"
Diana ruthlessly interrupted Peters
Why. here is Grace" she said as if |
she had supposed that young person to i
IN China.
Grace and the Jackson boy came up.