Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-03-24

ENCHANTED BARNs|
q "a SPIRITED ROMANCE - 5
by GRACE 1. II. LUTZ. --.- Auabomr Is III. b. MAJ"
Author Of he Best Man

In that short time the evening had
arrived. The sky shad flung out;'ban-
nerse and pennants, pencilled by 8
fringe of fine sAplings like slender
brown threads against the sky. The
earth was sinking into dusk. and off
by the brook the frogs tinkling
like tiny answering silver rattles. The
smell Of earth and growing stole up
on his senses, and eve as he gazed
about him a, single star burned Into
being in the clear ether above him.
frogs with the brook for accompani-
ment held the stage. Once more the
charm Of the place stole over him;
and he stood with hat removed, and
wondered no longer that the girl was
willing to live here. A conviction grew
within him that somehow he must
make 1t possible for her to do SO. that
things would not be right and as they
ought to be unless he did. In fact, he
had a curiosity to have her do it and
see whether it could be done.
He went slowly down to his a at
last with lingering backward looks.
The beauty Of the situation was UNI
doubted. and called for admiration.
It was too bad that only a barn should
occupy it. He would like to see a fine
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in his heart he vas glad that 1t was
not a. fine house standing there
against the evening sky, and that it
was possible for him to let the girl
try her experiment. Of living there.
Was 1t possible? Could there be any
mistake? Could 1t, be that he had not
found the right barn, after all? He
must make sure, of course. -. 4.
But still he turned his a toward
home, feeling reasonably sure that he
had found the right spot; and. as he
wa thinking, and all his, thoughts
were woven with the ~softness OF the
spring evening and permeated with its
sounds. He seemed to be I'M touch
with nature as he had v been be-
fore.
At dinner that night he asked his
father: ~,
Ibid Grandfather Graham ever
live out on the old Glenside Road,
A pleasant twinkle came in the
elder Graham's eyes. .
"sure!" he said. Lived there my
self when I was five years old. before
the old ma got to specializing and
to stay in q farmhouse. I can remem-
Der, rolling down a hill under a great
big tree. and your, Uncle Billy push
ing me into the brook that ran at the
foot. We boys used to wade in that
brook, and build dams, and catch lit
tie minnows. E,and sail boats. 1t was
great sport. I<used' to 60 back Holt
days now and then after I got old
enough to go away to school. We
were living in town then, but ]. used
to like to go out and stay at the
farmhouse. It was rented stota queer
old dick: but his wife was agood sort.
and made the bulliest apple turnovers
for us 'boys-and doughnuts! The
old farmhouse burned down a year or
so ago. But the barn is still standing.
I can remember how proud your
grandfather was Of that barn. , It was
finer than enyy barn around, and big
ger. We boys :useds to go up in the
loft; ind tumble in the hay; and once
when L was a little kid I got lost in
the hay, and Billy had to, dig me out.
can remember how scared I was
there forever and have nothing to
eat" 3a 't' t
''Say. father said the son, leaning
forward eagerly. 1--WE a notion I'd
like to have that old place in my
share. Do you think 1t could. be ar
ranged? The boys won't care, I'm
sure; they're always more for the
town than the country" u.
why, yes, / guess that could be
fixed up. You just see Mr.. Dalrymple
about it. He'll fix it up. Billy's boy
got that place. up river, you know.
Just see the lawyer. and he'll fix it
up. No reason in the world why you
shouldn't have the old place if you