The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1913-11-06

COluly alOOI, anu ulbCOuTdSe any dltSh-
tions.
But today when l read her letter
urging me to come to Homewild for
the month Of August, mutinied, for
there was the inevitable postscript:
"Oh, Allene, Tom has invited the
dearest man in the world-next to
himself-to spend the month with us!
We met him when we went west last
winter, although Tom used to know
him long ago in college. He's just
your sort of man.
My sort of man, indeed; / don't
know. myself, what sort that may be.
I sat down in white heat of anger
and laid bare my pent-up feelings to
Nan
received in reply such dear little
note from Nan. She was SO sorry,
and she would not nlatch-make any
more. She and Tom had reconciled
themselves to the idea that l was
heart-whole and faney-free, and would
probably remain so, so I telegraphed
that | would start tonight.
When | reached the little station
near Homewild, nv heart failed me
at beholding in waiting with Nan and
Edgar, man, big and brown. He was
introduced to me In careless way b5
Nan as Mr. Saltern. | was reassured
when she bade Edgar occupy the front
seat of the touring car with him, and
she and took the back seat.
"Who is her" ! asked, in a forbid
ding way.
"Only Edgar's tutor" she replied
"The lad got so behind in his studies
last year when he went with us. that
Tom engaged this man to coach him
We had a lovely evening. There
was a soft misty rain-what Edgar
called a "drizzle-drazzle," and we al
spent the evening within. Mfr. Salterr
seems to be quite en- famile He is
such a strapping. manly fellow,
shouldn't think tutoring would be his
line.
never had such delightful week
at Homewild. Such a quiet, resten
time. l am studying Spanish with Mr.
Saltern and Edgar. We three go or
excursions together. Edgar explore:
the woods and the river while his tu
tor and l sit on a fallen log and he
reads Spanish.
Tomorrow is my last day at Home
wild in peace and comfort, for NaT
has invited some people down. shal
continue to devote most of my time t.
| Spanish, however. as | am makint
such progress, and enjoy the study Sc
| much, but it won't be quite the same
with curious people about. We are go
| ing for our last row on the river to
| night.
We went far up the river last night
and drifted back He didn't have t.
row. The light from moon of pail
orange shone deep down in the river
| and somewhere off in the wooded
shores, mans rich tenor voice wal
ringing forth. the notes falling will
caressing cadence. We were talkini
seriously about life, and the end Of m,
visit, and then. don't remember hov
he told me, but the orange moon, thu
lights in the river the soft tapping o
the water against the boat, the dis
tant song and what he whispered t
me were all blended into one beauti
full whole
After awhile he talked seriousl!
again, this time about himself ant
his-I mean our-prospects. 1t seem
he has big business, but it has com'
to standstill pending the issue OF
lawsuit and in the meantime he Il
tutoring Edgar. In the fall he will
be in position to go on with his busi
Ness, and at Christmas am going t.
his home with him.
told Nan this morning while h.
had gone to the station with Tom Il
bring back the guests. To my surprls'
she was greatly pleased. Then sh
looked a little frightened.
"Oh, Allene, / don't know how &
tell you but he isn't Mr. Saltern. H
isn't Edgar's tutor-don't look s.
stern, dear, but he is"
Jim Wilde. Toms friend" replied
calmly.
"Oh. Allene, how did you know? H
told me he hadn't confessed yet"
Tell me first why he is here In
cognito."
"He was here when your awful lei
ter came, and I didn't know what b
do. read it to Tom. and he Jus
roared, and handed 1t to Jim. and the
liked up this scheme. IT wasn't m
plan. / felt guilty. but you were ha,
ing such good time. / couldn't spot
It,"
And 30, after AL. I had matc
made for me by my sister-in-Aw.
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