The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-02-12
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Gladwyn had chosen the harder part.
Vernon had no idea, in her young.
undeveloped nature, Of what 1t cost
him to see her go forth into
world full of othsn men, Young,
full of health, and, in his opinion.
der at himself when his straining
eyes could no longer see the train
that bore her across the Continent.
But. as he returned to the Ranch,
emptied of all that had made life
Joyous he told himself that his
own feelings at that moment were
justification of his conduct. He
knew in his heart that she would
never come back. If that were true,
then how wrong he would have been
to tie her down.
Vernon had suffered, too. in the
parting. She was leaving every IA
miliar thing behind her. In the last
hour, she mad been very near cling
ing to Lione! and saying that she
could not go. But there was in her
an element OF adventure, a spirit OF
youth and enterprise, which drove
her forward. She must see what life
was, before she could settle down
content.
And before she reached New York,
the wanderlust had hold of her She
felt she could go on now, to the
worlds end. The lady who had been
her escort across Canada-and who
was returning from a visit to
married daughter-came no farther
than New York. She saw Vernon on
board the boat, and thence the girl
sailed out into the unknown.
And this was the unknown.
This countryside. which seemed to
her so curiously divided up by boun'
daries-this place where everyone's
property was clearly demarcated,
where one saw no wide spaces. no
waste land; where houses and farms
seemed to be inhabited by puz-
zIing sort of people-where neigh
bors were not neighborly. Lionel had
prepared her mind as carefully as he
could for the changes she would
find. The first two days of her abode
in England were spent in great ef-
forts to adjust her Impressions to
his sage counsels. Yes, Lionel knew
England, no doubt, but there was a
good deal to puzzle the newcomer.
my dear" said Aunt Emma, after
lunch the next day, 81 feel that it is
our duty to drive to Barrow End.
call upon Mrs. Trent, and thank
her for befriending you She said
it in tone of courageous resigna-
ton.
Her niece heaved a sigh. "Yes, and
take back my borrowed plumes," she
said seriously, now that my own
things have come. But | still feel
very much girl from the back
woods, auntie. Have you any towns
around, where could fix myself
up with clothes?"
Jem made a sound in throat indie
ative of mirth. Vernons American
isms were the only thing in her
which, so far, provoked this queer.
growing chuckle of his.
tn ~
drive us to Yeominster," said Mrs.
Bardsley. Il wonder If you have
time to drive us to Barrow End to-
day, Jem?"
Sorry" said Jem, diligently help
ing himself to more beef, 'Ibut
must ride to Appleton and see Da-
Wis about Morgans mortgage"
"A pity. Vernon would have en-
joyed the cart said his aunt. We
must go prosaically in the broug-
nam, Vernon"
Il suppose" said the girl, after a
minutes thought that one can buy
a horse in England?"
Buy morse? or course, my
child Do you want to rider
Yes. | feel very cramped with
out q mount" replied the girl.
The worst of it is, that Jem
has really very little time for riding
SAID her aunt regretfully. Still, he
does go about a good deal, one way
and another, and | am sure he would
be delighted to have companion"
"Oh, but | need not trouble him."
cu5 in Vernon swiftly. Il like go
ing by myself. | am used to that.
Lionel mean Mr.. Gladwyn, my
manager-used to let me go any
where. and you know it is really
wild out there"
Dandy carries a lady observed
Jem. and I've got no use for her
this spring