The Dolores star., 1916-06-30

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coolly around her white ankles! The
sunlight dappled down 30 charmingly
upon her chestnut hair! And said,
with a laugh, $50 that Is why you
wanted me to work until five o'clockr'
She turned with little exclamation,
the color flaming to her cheeks. Then
she, too, laughed, as she stood In the
brook, holding her skirts above the
water.
Consider yourself turned to stag"
she said.
"Ail right" I answered, "but don't
stay In that cold water too long"
'If I do 1t will be your fault" she
smiled. with n sidelong glance Then
she turned and began wading tenta-
lively downstream. But the brook deep
ened suddenly, and she sank almost
to her knees, catching her skirts up
Just In time. withdrew hastily. and
called back to her to come out. When
heard her on the bank. brought her
a big handkerchief for q towel, and
withdrew once more, telling her to
hurry and help me plan the path
through the pines. In moment or two
she was by my side. We looked at
each other. Her face was still flushed,
but her eyes were merry. We were
standing on almost the exact spot
where we had first met. But now there
seemed in some subtle wise a new bond
Of intimacy between US, bond that
had not existed before this hour.
could not analyze 1t, but felt 1t, and
I knew she felt II. But what she said
was:
II told you to work till Ave o'clock"
ITS half-past four" answered.
Besides, you must have sent for me.
Something suddenly prompted me to
come out and hunt you up. ut any
rate"
ITO say l sent for you II rather
rather forward, under the circum-
stances, don't you think?"
ut might be-and It might not be-"
I answered. Ibid you have a good
time"
1.-THE best ever had-till you spoiled
It," she exclaimed. "Oh. the nice, cold
brook! Now, let's build the path you
spoke about once"
We went back to the naples, where
the ground was open, and selected
spot on the edge Of the pines where the
path would most naturally enter. Then
We let 1t wind along by the brook.
When we reached the bayfield, wall be-
side the house 1t was nearly six o'clock.
"Now. let's Just walk back through
itv' she cried. Tomorrow we can
bring the wheelbarrow, can't we. and
pick up the litter we've nader
II can, at any rate. while you wade
said I.
She shot little look up into my
face. II guess I'll help" she smiled.
In the low afternoon light we turned
about and retraced our steps. There
was but fringe of pines along the
southern wall, and as they were forty
year-old trees here the view both back
to the house and over the wall into the
next pasture was airy and open. Then
the path led through q corner Of the
tamarack swamp where in wet weather
I should have to put down some planks
and where the cattails grew breast
high on either side. Then 1t entered
the thick pine grove where great
many OF the trees were evidently not
more than fifteen or twenty years old
ana grew very close: Inc sunngnt was
shut out, save for daggers Of blue be-
tween the trunks toward the west The
ar seemed nusnea' as II 1"ingns were
alreaay Dlooo'ns mere Inc httie Dfook
rlppieo soiuy.
As we came to the first crossing,
pointed to the pool, already dark with
uho1 Nd -
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