Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1912-02-07

ward, :sMishiagt it to the wind in the
lair, after; which she brushed it vigor-
:ously. :. - t"'.e
Snow she thinks she is an Italian
wood carrier" The doctor watched
her put book on the crown of her
head and walk slowly around and
around the house. "I'll bet there is
a specialist in that house watching
her every minute!"
In the evening when the moon was
high the girl came again into the back
garden. DR.. Emery was well hidden
behind clump of bushes.
Great Scott! She has on her bath
ing suit! And she is rolling In this
soaking grass! She'll have something
tomorrow that will need a doctor as
sure as my names Emery!"
After rolling over and over in the
wet grass and then lying full length
ON her back for long moment, the
girl pulled a bathing cap well over
her head and turned on the hose.
With laughter falling from her lips
she ran in and out, squealing with the
cold and exhilaration of her hose bath.
A door opened in his own house.
ooh, Dr. Emery! Here is tele-
gram for you," the voice from the
house called.
With a lingering look at the hose
nymph DR.. Emery went for his tele-
gram.
He was summoned back to town. A
patient needed him and Emery took
the late train out that night. He
went, determined to return as quickly
as possible. Pity being akin to love,
the young doctor felt the diagnosis
of his own case was easily made.
Weeks wore on and still DR.. Emery
was harnessed to the grind in town.
He felt, however, that since the snow
was upon the ground the girl would
not be permitted to carry on her in
sane wanderings in the garden. Rose
Langdon had drifted entirely out of
his thoughts and only the girl of the
garden fingered.
1t was at a big New Year dinner,
his first social moment of the past
months, that DR.. Emery glanced up
to meet his partner for dinner.
The most radiantly beautiful girl
, he had ever looked upon had laid a
, hand on his arm and was walking be-
, side him into the dining-room.
: Then you are not insane!" he
, asked.
| The girl turned wide, violet eyes
upon him. Then she laughed that
heard in the garden.
mot that know of, Dr. Emery. Is
there something in my appearance
that suggests"
Nothing but-beauty," the doctor
said, beause it had been in his heart
SO long. But last summer"
The girl turned quickly toward him
and a bright blush crimsoned her
cheeks. where were you?" she
asked.
, I'm the garden-next door,"
: Violet looked into Dr. Emery's eyes
and seemed fascinated by the multi
tude of questions she saw there. She
laughed and tried to keep the color
from her cheeks.
But why did you wiggle your toes
about in the oozy midland why die
you lie down in soaking grass thai
might have had copperheads ant
black beetles in it-and why did yol
come out at dawn and bob into the
hydrangeas?"
The dotor's look was so serious
with it's mixture of alteration tha
Violet laughed aloud.
"You are forgetting the corn ant
carrots and peas?" she smiled an(
! tried to recall just how far her expert
\ ment had taken her. you see, DR.
Emery-you are not a beauty special
!. list, CA you would know there is moth
ing like early morning dew for tht
q complexion. The hydrangeas gave n,
4 that. From the oozy mud, as you cal
:. it, and the grass, was absorbing cleo
G tricity and nerve force"
q The doctor was beginning to un
r derstand. Put the book on your hcat
and the green vegetables that n
O doubt had lots of little green"
+ Violet stopped both ears and turne
=. Slightly away. Il refuse to lister
r You are trying to disparage my ques
for beauty and l think it very CON
- mendable"
o 1T might be in some cases. sal
\ the doctor, and when he smile
;, straight into her eyes Violet had tn
~ grace to blush.