The Washington herald., 1915-09-26

break on spring Saturday to bluebell hue of
Monday morning at nine when the washer
woman has failed to show up
,Beatrix dug her eerulean parasol deep into
the pine-needles and sighed. The hermit, on
the q. t., removed grass burr from the ankle
of one sandalled foot with the big toe of his
other one She blued-and almost starched and
ironed him-with her cobalt eyes.
''It must be so nice" she said in little, trem-
ulous gasps. "to, be hermit, and have ladies
climb mountains to talk to you"
The hermit folded his arms and leaned
again tree. Beatrix, with sigh, settled down
upon the mat of pine-needles like bluebird
upon her nest. The hermit followed suit; draw
ing his feet rather awkwardy under his g1nny-
sac<ing.
1t must be nice to be mou0tain," said
he, with ponderous lightness. and have angels
in blue climb up you instead of flying over
you
Mamma had neuralgia" said Beatrix, "and
dreadfully hot at that horrid old inn. But we
hadn't the money to 60 anywhere else this
summer
Last night" said the hermit. Il climbed to
the top of that big rock above u.s. l could see
the lights of the inn and hear strain or two OF
the music when the wind was right. imagined
you moving gracefully in the arms of others to
the dreamy music of the waltz amid the fra
GRANGE of flowers Think how lonely I must
have beenp'
The youngest, handsomest. and poorest of
the famous Trenholne sisters sighed.
"You haven't quite hit it, she said. plain
lively 81 was moving gracefully at the arms
of another. Mamma had one of her periodical
attacks of rheumatism in both elbows and shoul-
ders, and had to rub them for an hour with
that horrid old liniment hope you didn't think
that srnelled like flowers. You know, there were
some West Point boys and yachtload of young
men from the city at last evenings weekly
dance. I've known mamma to sit by an open
window for three hours with one-half of her
registering IS degrees and the other half frost
bitten, and never sneeze once But just let
bunch of ineligibles come around where l am
and she'll begin to swell at the knuckes and
shrek with pain. And I have to take her to
her room and rub her arms. To see mamma
dressed you'd be surprised to know the number
of SQUARE inches of surface there are to her
arms l think it must be delightful to be
hermit That-cassock- gabardine, isn't it?
that you wear is so becoming. Do you make
it-or them-of course you must have changes
yourself? And what blessed relief it must
be to wear sandals instead of shoes! Think
how we must suffer-no matter how small l
buy my shoes they always pinch my toes Oh
why can't there be lady hernits too!'
The beautifulest and most adolescent Tren-
holme sister extended two slender blue ankles
that ended in two enormous blue silk bows that
almost concealed two fairy Oxfords, also of one
of the forty-seven shades of blue. The hermit,
as if impelled by kind of rehex-teepathic
action. drew his bare toes farther beneath his
gunny-sacking.
81 have heard about the romance of your
life said Miss Trenholme softly. "They have
it printed on the back of the menu card at the
inn. Was she very beautiful and charming?'
'On the bills of farev' muttered the her
,,,it "but what do I care for the worlds bab-
bic? Yes, she was of the highest and grandest
type Then,'' he continued, then thought the
world could never contain another equal to her.
So forsook it and repaired to this mountain
fastness to spend the remainder of my life
alone-to devote and dedicate my remaining
years to her memory"