The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1916-07-20

dow and dreamed ana bstsned For
Alan's bell. She would not go TO the
lake. The children were solemnly
grave and then glggllng by fits and
starts.
The Eltons had come back from
abroad. From Elm House Cousin
Frances Elton, commonly known as
Tom. short for tomboy, came racing
across the lawn waving towel and
bathing clothes and In high treble
! giving creditable imitation OF an In
| dian warwhoOp. At Toms cry the
children Scampeded on to the veranda
with sibl'ant cries of, "Sshshw Mrs.
j. Y. locked at Nance and Nance
smiled rssignedly. They put away
their wok, ordered the wagonette and
the colts-colts no longer, alas. save
In name-and departed with a wagon
load OF suppressed youth. From Long
lane Seated back peals Of young laugh
ter, breaking bounds as the overhang-
ing trees hid the hill from view.
elem sat on the vast window seat
and toyed with a book. j. Y. came
and dropped down beside her. "Well.
| elem, he's come back"
Glen nodded. "Are you sure he
doesn't want anything. Uncle John?
He hasn't had a thing to eat since
seven o'clock this morning"
Alan's bell tinkled. Glen started to
her feet and then sat down again.
You'd better CO." But when ]. Y.
strobe off she followed
why is the house so quiet2 Is It
on account of the captain?" asked
Alan.
BLESS you, no. The captain sleeps
for week at a time. The children
have gone over TO the lake."
Il just wanted to tell you that like
their noises-theyre new. There's
!. nothing really the matter with me ex-
cept that I've got to take things in
, turn, and lying still and sweating
comes first After that, perhaps tomor-
row, I'm going TO eat. The penulti-
mate act on my list is cigarette and
} the ultimate is to get up in the old bel
fry and yell" He turned over and
t sank his head into the pillows.
: "All right, my boy" said j. Y. smil-
ing. There's only Glenn and myself
/ here and well 20 and try to make
noises like the children" lie came out
. OF the door in time to catch sight OF
e Clem's skirt as 1t whisked around the
= corner OF the hall. He followed and
: found her already seated at the piano.
S Her fingers wandered over the keys
. and then her soft. full voice broke out
:, in one old song after another. She was
- happy because she felt that singing
] she was with Alan.
e Alan stirred in his bed and listened
- He determined that tomorrow he must
n be well. Robbed Of this afternoon, he
| was being robbed OF half of life. He
S cursed the fever and then, as he felt
how near Clem's voice brought her to
Z him, he blessed II.
: At night when ar the rest of the
:. household had gone to bed, J. Y. softly
opened Alan's door and looked in
+" Alan was awake and nodded. J. Y
Il came in and pottered about the room
- He rolled bit of paper into an amplel
shade and further yelled the nigh
o lamp. The lines In J. Us rugged face
I. He asked If there were nothing h'
- could do and then turned to leave thu
o room. With his hand on the door, h'
paused and smiled down on Alan. "My
boy, you have been far, far away"
n Far away" replied Alan drowsily
"a "but have come back"
= The bracing air OF Red Hill and |
IS long nights sleep enabled Alan to keel
n his word with himself. He was up anC
" out on the day following his arrival
T. but he still felt delightfully."- lazy ant
I pitifully weak. Glen took charge o
II him. First she tried to settle him II
x hammock with many pillows, bu
q Alan shrank from the hammock. The!
spread rugs instead in a nook undo
2. the trees. and Alan stretched hlmsel
n out amid a riot OF many-colored cush
II ions, while Glen sat close by in a low
rocking chair and talked and read ant
a talked.
Talking or reading, Glen was
d source of unvarying delight to Alan
II Was it possible that one could liv
Ie twenty years in an old world, rul
tlDOWS VIII lllt lNthNg gthiSi dh'
remain so fresh, so untainted? Hi
own life rose up before him ant
Knocked at him. Was it possible tina
. one could live thirty years in thi
\ same world and be so old? H
y shrugged a shoulder petulantly. IL
would not think-he refused to thinl
while be was so weak.
When Glen talked, 1t was like
d child dreaming aloud; when she wa
L silent one felt the presence Of woman
X. hood, wise with the unconscious accu
e mutations of generations and una
W dashed. When Glen talked Alan wa
III at ease, but when she was silent b
lie was moved-troubled. A SCARED mai
10 may play with a child and no harm
l to either. He can detach himself iron
his past as from the child and at
safe moral distance turn TO watch ii
d unconscious gambols. But with