Norwich bulletin., 1912-04-23

Linda Heath had strayed from the city with her lover to spend half holiday in this little pleasure park by the lakeside
 "Oh, Carl" cried the girl, see how the waves come in fan-shaped between the boats, And. look! there's bright line on the sand under each ripple"
 Yes, Linda, it's bright as gold" but the gold that filled the young mans eyes was the gold of her own hair, furnished in the sunshine.
 T found a mighty nice flat in town today" interrupted Carl. in the midst of her dreams,
 But I've told you so many times already that I never want to marry and stay in the city," exclaimed Linda,
 But you're in the city now,' pro- tested the boy.
 Of course" she answered wearily but I'm in the office, and that's lots different from staying alone all day in a stupid flat"
 Linda said Carl suddenly, if you could live in the country would you be married?'
 Why not?" she laughed, shaking her curls until they shot sparkles of gold through the lads brain. But we couldn't pay rent and earfare, too. If we had a house somewhere we might manage. But our house is a castle in Spain made out of dreams, Come" she coaXed, hear the nipples tapping against the boatsl Aren't you going to take me across the lake%'
 Carl pulled manfully at the unaccus- toned oars while the girl drew deep breaths of delight as their craft glided smoothly through the clear waters.
 Their journey about the lake brought them to an opening in the trees where an overgrown trail led back through the woods. Its fresh coolness and the glamor of it's curve around the big pine held an alluring invitation. A sudden caprice seized Linda Carl, " she cried, let's follow the path-you and II I've just got to know where it goes.'
 A sudden turn brought the wander CTS to the edge of the grove. Before them stretched a meadow. Beyond the meadow. half-hidden among the trees, lay a farmhouse About it clung the air of past comfort. The young man would have turned back, but some un- accountable impulse seemed to take control of Linda. She ran lightly ahead over the mat of foot dangling vines, leaving Carl to pick his way aft CT her as best he might. When he found her again she was standing with clasped hands before the house.
 Quite a place" commented Carl, cheerfully. Doesn't seem to be gay one living here"
 No; but somebody lived here once, returned Linda slowly.
 An electric car rattled by at the ft,, D moment Into touch with the world. But Linda was already following the path that led to the garden. The hedge, broken and unkempt, was still the protector of the garden like some battered veteran spending his last years guarding shrine of past glory
 The girl paused an instant, framed in the opening of the hedge She walked as one in sleep walks famil- jar way, yet sees it not. When the turn in the path showed her the gar den house she brushed her hand across her eyes as though for the first time understandings where she had strayed
 why, Carl" she said wonderingly its just as I knew it would be. remember it all. I knew the garden and the summer arbor were here, and the well is around the other side ot the house and the big chestnut where the nuts grow is at the back. Where are we? What does it all mean?' Perhaps you've seen & picture like it, somewhere" suggested Carl, pug zled by her attitude, yet ready to in dulge her.
 No, it's not that I know now! When my mother was a girl sht l lived in a house like ths Seel tht window with the tiny panes in th' | gable was in her room, and there k the tree where the stars used to climt