The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1914-01-20

ried life. Poor Kit. Secretly Caro-
line had a good many misgivings'
about her venture. At the last mo-
lnent she was ready to telegraph Kit
t1at n had been unaNoidably de-
tanned and stay at home. Eut that
would be coWardly. Besides. Kit had
probably been to a great deal of trou-
point her.
From the cary window Caroline
looked out during the early afternoon
OF the day of hc( i%ourncying at the
huddled, forlorn Farms OF a section
long ago run to seed. The sight Of
the tottering buildings, the lank herds,
the evidence of a vitality sap piping
drought depressing her. The train
was momentarily plunging her amid
ed with.
And I must endure three days of
it," she moaned. Can IL" Am
brave enough? Oh, I wish ] had not
come! I'm afraid it's going to take
better stuff tlla my friendship FOR
what Kit Campbell is mad Of to
stand this"
She alighted in the blowy bright
ness of perfec; fall weather at the
village station, her veil up, her suit
case in hand. There were a dozen
PNollS AcOtt, 'flI4 lMO VI THREE ldIlIl
wagons Of the kind she had been Soc
ing all the afternoon. No one seemed
TO care to claim her, and after Won
dering 4 ome which of the vehi-
cles had been sent to meet her she
walked up to a farmer who was star
ing at the train in evident enjoy
ment.
Il am Miss Cornell" she said. j
wonder if you are Mr.. C%ampbell:"
Tho mans eyes shifted from the
now moving train to her and grinned.
Campbell coming for We, now. He's
been waiting for the train to git. SOS
he could cross the tracks"
Caroline turned. A big, glean1y
black cai-thc last word in motor
ing perfection--was gliding over the
empty tracks. \ man in cap and
ulster sat HI the wheel. He moved
up alongside the platform, stopped
II sprang ont. With a sweep his
cap was off. Miss Cornell! How do
You do: l must apologize for having
kept YOU waiting. But I arrived too
late to cross the tracks,"
Caroline had never been more as
tonished in her life. She wondered if
there Was not some mistake. This
man could not lie Kits husband. He
must be some other Campbell. But
when he mentioned his wife. calling
her by name. she permitted him to
lead her to the car and stow her and
her suitcase away within it.
During that swift. breezy ride
Caroline was too much engrossed in
trying to keep her hat on to see much
Of the scenery as it flew past her.
| The car turned abruptly into a lane
Of naples, swcrved skillfully and
came to a s%tandstill under the porte
cochere of d house so vas that Car
| oline had no more than time to take
a swift glance at-its proportions be-
fore a woman came down some shall
low steps to greet, her-a very tall.
full bosomed woman with plenty OF
good health had broadened and a
titled.
welcome. Caroline!" she cried.
And Caroline was drawn into an all.
p%ervading embrace that left an odor
Of French perfume about her.
II presume you'll want to go right
up to your room," her hostess said
when they had entered a great hall
with a wonderful carved oak stair.
case. Dinner will be served in forty
minutes. I'm afraid that won't give
you much time to rest and dress"
Her eye fell on the slim suitcase and
Caroline blushed. She was very glad
to get that suitcase out Of sight in
her own. room.
Such a room as that was. actually
with monOgramed ivory toilet things
on the Circas sian walnut toilet table
and a rug that made Caroline gasp.
"a Chirvan!" she said. "Or such a
good Imitation that I'm deceived.
And everything here seems to be on
the same scale. And to think I've on
lY brought shirt waists and NJ extra
skirt! And l thought when. she said
farmhouse that she meant a howell.
She decided sI AFTER ap e, wear rh hsr
would think she had not had time. TO
II shall have to make a free con-
fession," she thought az h sat. at
the table eating a delightful dinner
J expertly 'served by a white capped