The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1915-04-15
CHAPTER VII.
On Tory Hill.

little trio all agreed as to that,
and when Iupry saw the Baxter
girls coming up the shady path
that led along the river from the In
dian cellar to the bridge IL was a mer-
ry group and a transhgured Rodman
that caught his eye. The boy, trailing
on behind with the baskets and laden
with tin dippers and wild flowers.
seemed another creature from the big
eyed, quiet little lad he saw every day
He had chartered like a magpie, eaten
like a bear. torn his jacket getting
wild columbines for Patty, been nicely
darned by Waitstill and was In a state
Of hllarity that rendered him quite I'M
recognizable.
We've had a lovely picnlcr' called
Patty; 81 wish you had been with u.s.
"You didn't ask me-" smiled Ivory.
picking up Waitstills mending basket
from the nook in the trees where she
had hidden II for safe keeping.
We've played games. livery" cried
the boy. Patty made them up her
self. First we had the Landing OF
the Pilgrims and Waitstill made be-
lieve she was the figurehead of the
Mayiower She stood ON great bowl
der and sang:
THE breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rockbound coast
and. oh, she was splendid! Then Pat.
ty was Pocahontas. and ! was Capn
John Smith. and look. we are all dress
ed up for the Indian weddingr"
81 shall have TO run into fathers
store to put myself tidy" waitstill
said. 80 goodby. Rodman, well have
another picnic some day. Petty. you
must do the chores this afternoon, you
know. so that | can go to choir re
hearsal"
Rodman and Patty started up the
hill gayly with their burdens, and
Ivory walked by WaitstilIs side as she
pulled of her birch bark crown anu
twisted her braid around her head with
a heightened color at being watched.
"I'll say goodby now. Ivory. but I'll
see you pt the meeting house." she
said as she neared the store. I'll 20
in here and brush the pine needles of.
wash my hands and rest a little be
fore rehearsal. That's a puzzling an
them we have for tomorrow" g..
II have my horse here. Let NE
drive you up to the church"
II can't, Ivory: thank you. Fathers
orders are against my driving out with
any one. you know"
Every well The road is free. at any
rate. I'll hitch my horse down here In
the woods somew here. and when you
start to walk I shall follow and catch
up with you. There's luckily only one
way to reach the church from here.
and your father can't blame us II we
both take It."
And so 1t fell out that Ivory and
Waitstill walked together I'm the cool
OF the afternoon TO the meeting house
on Tory hill. Waitstill kept the beat
en- path on one side and Ivory that ON
the other. so that the width Of the
country road. deep In dust. was be-
tween them. yet their nearness seemed
so tangible a thing that each could feel
the heart beating In the others side.
Their talk was only that OF tried
friends, talk interrupted by long.
beautiful silences-silences chat come
only to a man and woman whose I'M
Outstanding OF each other is beyond
question and answer. Not a sound
broke the stiffness. yet the very air. 1t
seemed to them. was shedding mean
ings. the flowers were exhaling love
secret with their fragrances. the birds
were singing II boldly from the tree
tops, yet no word passed the mans
lips or the girls. Patty would have
hung out all sorts of signals and lures
10 draw the truth from Ivory and
break through the walls OF his self
control. but Waitstill never and Ivory
Boynton was made Of stuff SO strong
that be would not speak a syllable OF
love TO a woman unless he could say
an He was only i've aud twenty. but
he had been reared In a rigorous school
and had learned in its poverty, loneli
ness and anxiety lessons of self de
NAL and self control that bore daily
fruit now. He knew that Deacon Bax-
ter would never allow any engagement
10 exist between Waitstil and him
self He also knew that Waitstill
would never defy and disobey her ia
Their II II meant leaving her younger
sister 10 fight alone a dreary battle for
which she was not fitted II there was
little hope on her side there seemed
even less on his.
His mothers mental Illness made her
peculiarly dependent upon him and AT
he same tine held hin In surh strict