St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1911-07-05

save under threat. Sn6 naQ uF0Q IN
the sun all her life And so had he,
This was Leith Story's influence, of
course. Another thing she felt his
strained attitude toward her. For
moment he looked at her in the
old way, then suddenly took UP his
paddle.
didn't mind to Intrude on you
he said, and was on before she could
answer that she was very glad
he was there
A few days after this In the late
afternoon she was coming In from
the links and met Terry. For
wonder, Leith Story, usually too lazy
for efrort, was walking with him.
she was bare-headed. under her rose
colored parasol, her soft curis pinned
crown-wise upon her small head. her
fest In high heeled white slippers.
Nan greeted them in passing, for
the first time with dislike for the
other girl. so nonchalantly sure OF
the man with her. Nan gave look
at the sky-it was clouding.
Don't go too far. or you'll get
caught If storm comes up
] Terry, intent on the girl with him.
made a vague answer. He was a
little troubled He had asked Lefth
TO walk, and she had consented list
less1y.
YES, anything to get away from
the everlasting old ladies!" she had
answered. "Of course, your mother
is dear, but one doesn't always
want older people. / don't under
stand them, for one thing"
He did not like this. They walked
along, talking, dawdling. Before
they knew it, the sky suddenly be-
came very black. He turned back in
fstantly, and Terry tried to hurry
her, but her high heels interfered.
And she was little fretful. Also,
she was visibly afraid. There was
literally no shelter in sight, and the
nearest, out-building OF the Stanton
place was nearly a half mile away.
Rain began to fall, thunder rolled and
q fierce fash Of lightning cut the
clouds She put her hands over her
eyes, but he took her arm and tried
to help her on, supporting her.
EFF we hurry, we won't get very
wet" he soothed, and taking of his
white flannel coat, put it about her.
you see, trees are not safe place
In a thunder storm. I must get you
home some way; don't be afraid. 1t
was careless Of me not to heed what
Man said"
''Nan-that tomboy!" she said ir-
ritably. But she happened to know
for once!"
Terry's defense of Nan rushed al
most to his nps-he suddenly loved
her boyish, outdoor traits. 1t was
better than this foolish helplessness.
He would have liked to shake Leith
Story.
The rain was beginning to come
down smartly now, and the road was
slippery. She chung to him and he
held the ridiculous rose-colored para
sol over her.
Then a sudden crash of thunder
made her scream and hold tight to
him. He tried to get her to go on,
but in vain And then rescue came.
Around a corner came little
covered phaeton, old Dawson driv-
ing. Nan, mackintoshed. rubber
booted, got out, smiling. level-headed.
''I knew you'd be caught came
after Miss Leith" She aided Terry
in getting the girl In beside the
icoachman, wet and complaining, her
hair uncurled and beginning to
string over her face, her white slip
;pers heavy with black mud. She
hardly thanked Nan, but the girl did
not mind that-Terry was giving her
a beaming look of thanks.
"Drive Miss Story round to the
side door-Susan will be ready for
her, Dawson" commanded Nan.
I'm going to walk in with Mr.. Law
renee.
Leith protested family.
Nan stopped her. Were both
ducks! We used to get away from
mother and put on old things and
get wet purpose1y-and we both love
a warm rain-don't we, Terry?"
He nodded as the vehicle turned,
and faced Nan, her hair curling
about the edges Of her waterproof
cap. The phaeton went its way.
ST never was so glad to be rescued
Fin all my life, Nan. Blessings ON
you! Seems as If had found the
.comrade-angel Of old times!"
She walked thankfully, blissfully
beside him in the steady rain, splash
ing In the mud with her little rubber
booted feet. She smiled at him.
Nan-'it was horrid of you to
say things about me to Leith Story.
What made you? 1t isn't like you"
She looked her establishment. Didn't
you tell her you were dead sick of
having mere neighbor always at
your heels like a retriever" Her
look made him aware that she had
never said word of the sort. His
wet hand went out for hers, and she
gave it to him frankly.
Some folks" she said gravely,
'"are quality, and some are not. It
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