Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1919-08-08

"NO, we wont; 1t taxes tW0F' Sne
laughed and waved her muff toward a
new house. not quite completed, stand
ing in a field upon their right They
had passed beyond ANDERSON addition
and were leaving the northern fringes
of the town for the open country
isn't that beautiful houseW she eX-
claimed. Papa and call it our Beau
tiful House"
George was not pleased Does it
belong to your"
"Of course not Papa brought me
out here the other day, driving in his
machine, and we both loved it, It's so
spacious and dlgnified and plain"
Eyes, it's plain enough" George
grunted.
"Yet it's lovely; the eray-green roof
and shutters give just enough COLOR
with the trees, for the long white
walls. 1t seems to be the finest house
I've seen in this part of the country"
George was outraged by an enthu-
siasm so ignOrant-nOt ten minutes
ago they had passed the Anderson
mansion. as that a sample of your
taste in architectural" he asked.
eyes. Why?"
Because it strikes me you better go
somewhere and study the subject a
littlew
Lucy looked puzzled. "WhRt makes
you have so much feeling about 1T?
Have I offended your"
"Offended' nothingW George re-
turned brusQuely. Girls usually
think they know it all as soon as
they've learned to dance and dress and
flirt q little. They never know any
thing about things like architecture,
for instance. That house was about
as bum a house as any house l ever
saw
He spoke of it in the past tense, be-
cause they had now left it far behind
them-a human habit of curious sig
nificance. ut was like a house meant
for a street in the city. What kind
of a house was that for people of
any taste to build out here in the coun-
try?"
"But papa says it's built that way
on purpose. There are lot of other
Houses being built in this direction
ami papa says the city's coming out
ttis way; and in a year or two that
house will be right in town."
at was a bum house, anyhow" said
George Grossly 81 don't even know
the people that are building it. They
say lot of riffraff come to town every
year nowadays and there's other riff
raft that have always lived here, and
have made little money, and act as
if they owned the place. Uncle Sgd
ney was talking about it yesterday:
he says he and some of his friends are
organizing a country club, and already
some of these riffrafr are wormiEg into
it-people he never heard of at all l.!
Anyhow l guess it's pretty clear you
don't know a great deal about archi
lecture"
She demonstrated the completeness
of her amiability by laughing. "Ill
know something about the north pole
before long" she said, "if we keep
going much farther in this direction :"
At this he was remorSeful. "All
right; We'll turn and drive south
awhile till you get warmed up again.
l expect we have been going against
the wind about long enough. Indeed.
I'm sOrryw
He said, "Indeed, I'm sorry" in a
nice way, and looked very strikingly
handsome when he said it, She
thought. No doubt it is true that
there is more rejoicing in heaven over
one sinner repented than over all the
saints who consistently remain holy,
and the rare, sudden gentlenesses Of
arrogant people have infinitely more
effect than the continual gentleness Of
gentle people. Arrogance turned
gentle melts the heart; and Lucy gave
her companion a little sidelong, sunny
nod of acknowledgment. George was
dazzled by the quick glow of her eyes,
and found himself at a loss for some
thing to say.
Having turned about he kept his
horse to a walk, and at this gait the
sleighbells tinkled but internationally.
The snow no longer fell, and far
ahead in a grayish cloud that lay upon
the land, was the town.
Lucy looked at this distant thicken-
ing reflection. when we get this far
out we can see there must be quite
little smoke hanging over the town"
she said. 81 suppose that's because
it's growing. AS it grows bigger 1t
seems to get ashamed of itself, so 1t
makes this cloud and hides in it.
Papa says it used to be bit nicer
when he lived here: he always speaks
of it dlfferently-he always has a
gentle look, a particular tone of voice,
I've noticed. He must have been very
fond of it. From the way he talks
you'd think life here then was just
one long midsummer serenade. He
declares y IS always sunshiny, that
the air wasn't like the air anywhere