The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-12-21


hills looked better to him than all the
old world put together. Even in the
darkness the pine trees stood out, their
branches heavy with snow, and before
them here and there in the fields were
clumps of white birch and red oak,
with dry leaves still clinging to their
boughs. The stars shone famously up
in the winter sky.
Gregory half turned in his seat and
talked. They had many friends in COM
mon. He had known Rolf since they
were boys back in Denver Neither OF
them noticed after five miles had been
covered that the horses were walk
ing, breasting the drifts and literally
wading through, until they came to
dead halt and the driver jumped out.
They couldn't go on, he said. The snow
was up to the top of the fences as
far as one could see. He could turn
around and get them up to the old
Annabelle Smith place, where there
was a telephone, and they could call
up Windyheath.
cts only nine-thirty," Gregory said
| reassuringly. "And we don't get an
! adventure every day. Let's 60"
The Smith place was dark when they
reached it, but the driver knocked
Justify and finally there was faint,
frightened voice from the inner side
of the front door asking who it was at
that time of night. Gregory explained,
with the drivers help, and they were
admitted.
| 'eBut you can't get word through to-
night. The wires don't work. They
never do after a big storm on these
here party lines" said Miss Smith,
holding up a big Oil lamp. Gust step
right out into the kitchen and you stir
up the fire, Ira. Make yourselves to
home, folkses. Ira can drive back and
maybe telephone from the village VI
there
Winifred never forgot that New
Years eve. After Ira had gone, they
sat out in the CHEEKY old kitchen
drinking tea, eating nuts and apples
and mince pie, and getting fearfully
we'll acquainted, as Miss Smith pat i
laughingly. Gregory carried in woot
and split kindlings for morning, ant
locked up for the night. While Mis-
Smith went up to look after her Ok
bedridden father, they sat together b,
:, the fire, and somehow talk died away
The old clock up on the chimney man
tel softly struck twelve in the silence
Winifred looked up and smiled, he
head leaning back on the cushione
top of the old black rocker.
Happy New Year," she said. "Isn'
it the queerest thing, our being wa
up here miles from everyone we know
and not knowing each other even, an
starting off the new year together"
cts great" Gregory clasped hi
hands around one knee, seated on tn
woodbox under the big Dutch over
"Tm not superstitious, but after RANT
ling for q year over there this seem
| awfully much worth while. You kno
I'd almost begun tc think, if you won
mind my saying so, that there WASH
anyone like you in the world"
Miss Smith hurried through the e.
| try way.
| "Ira's back with a bigger team an
| he's going to take you through a
| right, he says. He drove over tn;
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you. And he's telephoned to Mrs. De
mar that you're coming"
1t was nearly two when they reac
ed Windyheath. All of the window
of the big country house were lghte
! up, and Anne herself, wrapped in
wonderful velvet and fur housegow
ran down the steps to meet them.
ooh, my dear, my dear!" she cri'
- when she had Winifred safely upstai
in her room. "You poor child!"
I'm not poor" Winifred said r
!, dainty. "Tve had the most beautif
-. adventure of Eay whole life, and I'm
- love. I agree with you and fate tt
time"
- "But it isn't Gregory I want you
20 meet" faltered Anne. "You havel
If gone and fallen in love with dear c
" Gregg"
re- 81 have" Winifred laughed happi
" ''Both of us have. I never believed
Is love at first sight before, or anythi
v. like it, but I've made some wondert
ze resolutions for the new year tt
er time"
"Now listen to me and the wht