Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1911-02-03

THE TOUCH OF 1T MADE FURTHER SPEECH
IMPOSSIBLE.
that this forest service is the policy OF
the future and that it offers fine
chances for promotion, and then, final.
ly, he likes it."
THAT is all well enough for young
man, but Ross is at least thirty-fiye
and should be thinking Of settling
down. can't understand his point of
view"
My dear, you have never seen the
procession of the seasons from such a
point Of view as that which he en-
joys"
NO, and do not care to. 1t is quite
lonely enough for me right here"
Redield looked at Lee with comic
blankness. Mrs. Redfield is hopeless
ly urban. As the wife of a forest su-
pervisor she cares more for pavements
and tramcars than for the most splen-
did mountain park"
Il most certainly do" his wife Wig
orously agreed. "and if 1 had my way
we should be living in London"
Listen to that! She's ten times
more English than Mrs. Enderby."
I'm not. but long for the civilized
instead of the wild. l like comfort
and society"
so do l." returned be-
"Yes; the comfort Of an easy chair
on the porch and the society of your
forest rangers. This ranch life is all
very well for a summer outing. but to
be tied down here all the year round
is to be denied ones birthright as a
modern"
All this more or less cheerful COM
plaint expressed the minds Of many
others who live amid these superb
scenes. When autumn comes, when
the sky is gray and the peaks are hid
IN mist, they long for the music, the
lights, the comfort Of the city. But
when the April sun begins to go down
in a smother of crimson and fame and
the mountains loom with epic dignity,
or when at dawn the air is like some
divine flood descending from the un-
stained mysterious heights, then the
dweller in the foothills cries out:
How fortunate we are! Here are
health and happiness! Here poverty
is unknown
Mrs. Redfield was becoming more
and more interested in Virginia, who
had not merely the malodorous repu-
tation of her mother to contend with,
but the memory Of traitorous sire to
live down, and when the girl went to
her room to pack her bag the wife
turned to her husband and said:
Ross Is terribly smitten with her"
Redfield coughed uneasily. Il hope
not. OF course he admires her, as any
man must. She's physically attrac-
tive, very attractive, and, besides,
Ross is as susceptible as a cowpunch-
er- He was deeply impressed the first
time he saw her; could see that"
81 didn't like his going out on the
veranda with her last night" contin-
ued Mrs. Redfeld, land when they
NplliC III uSl SsSo anu IOlOl
that he'd been saying something ex-
citing to her. Hugh, Ross Cavanagh
must not get involved with that girl.
It's your duty as his superior to warn
him."
Hes fully grown, my dear, and a
bit dictatorial on his own part. I'm
trife timid about cutting in on his
private affairs"
"Then I'll do 1t. Marriage with a
girl like that is out of the question.
Think what his sisters would say!'
Redfield smiled bit satirically. "To
the outsider q forest ranger at 5000 q
year and find himself and horses is
not what you may call a brilliant
catch"
"Oh, well, the outsider is no Judge!
Ross Cavanagh is a gentleman, and,
besides, he's sure to be promoted. l
acknowledge the girls charms, and l
don't understand it. When l think of
her effectively as Lie Wetherford's s
girl wonder at her being in my house.
When ! see her | want her to stay
with me. want to hug her."
Perhaps we've been unjust to Lie
all along" suggested Redfeld. "She
has remained faithful to Ed Wether-
ford's memory all these years-that is
conceded. Doesn't that argue some
unusual quality? How many women
do we know who are capable of such
loyalty? Come, now! Lie is rough
piece Of goods, I'll admit, and her
lunch counter was a public nuisance,
but she had the courage to send her
girl away to be educated, denying her.
self the joy Of seeing her develop by
her side. We mustn't permit our
prejudices to run away with u.s."