Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-09-11

wen, SOlCluucu IOlule, you
certainly wanted a few old maids to
leaVen the earth, and I think I .have1
the making for a good %,eavenef. So
I write stories, and let other women
wash h little Julias' faces" she add
ed, laughing, as Julia, undergraduate
dirty, entered with a soup can full of
medicine she had painstakiasly con-!
cocted to make her daddy well.
CHAPTER Xxx.
LITERARY MATERIAL.
Connie wanted to see something
out Of the ordinary. What was the
use Of coming to the wild and woolly
II one never saw anything wilder
than a movie OF. New York society
life,, or woollier than miles of prop
eriy CARRIED motorists driving under
the guidance OF b~lue-coated police !
men as safely and sanely as could be
done in Chicago.
1t was Julia who came to the res
cue. She discovered onya neighbours
porch, and with admirable socialistic
tendencies appropriated. a glazing
poster, with slim-legged horses bal
|ancing themselves in the air, not at
all mountaineering their suhburned
riders in varicolored silk shirts.
"Look at the horses jump over the
moon" she exulted, kissing a scarlet
shirt in rapture. g.'rGa
Upon investigation it turned. out to
be an irresistible advertisement of the
annual Frontier Days, at Fort Nor
gan. Carol explained the pictures to
Julia, while Connie looked over her
shoulder.
do they do all it says?" she asked.
Carol did not know. She had never
attended any Frontier Days, but she.
imagined they were even more WON
derful than the quite impossible pos
ter. Carols early determination to
adore the Westland had become fixed
habit at last. 1t was capable Of any
miracles, to her.
|Connie.i for Connie had a very in.
artistic way Of sticking to her sub
ject.
Il do not know. About a hundred
miles, I believe"
"a nice drive for the Harmer," said
Connie thoughtfully. How are the
roads? 2"
Il do not know, but I think all the
roads are good in Colorado. Certain,
ly no road is impossible for a Harmer
Six with you at the wheel"
81 have a notion to drive up and
see them" said Connie. Literary
material, you know" e.
q Il want to see the horsies fly. too"
cried Julia quickly.
'SdTOl uOuSu IL Ilk6AlS , 10, DdHAu
good, and David was sure Carol need
ed a vacation. They would think it
over.
Connie Immediately went down
town and returned with a road guide,
and her arm full Of literature about
frontier days in general. Then it was
practically settled. A little distance
of a hundred miles, a splendid car, q
driver like Connie! 1t was nothing.
A nd Carol wQS En sQYcjfa0 getting
ready for their first outing in the
years of David's illnes,.that she for
got his medicine three times in suc-
cession, and David maliciously refus-
Eed to remind her. 's.r..s $500 .
They all talked at once, and agreed
that it was very silly and dangerous
and unwise, but insisted twas the
most alluring, appealing madnes in
the world. David. for over three
years limited to the orderly, methodi-
cal, unstinYulating confines Of a
screened porch, felt quite the old
time %throbbing of his pulse and
quickening of his blood. Even the
doctor wa1ed enthusiastic. He look
ed into David's tired face and said:
81 think it will do him good. It
can not do him HARM.
In the excitement of getting ready
flor something unusual. he developed
Ian unnatural strength and simply
could not be kept in bed at all. He
slept sound1y, ate heartily and look
led forward to the trip in the car SO
anxiously that to the girls it was real
ly pitiful.
Then came glorious day in Sep
tember when the Harmer Six stood
early at their door, the lunch basket
and s~uit-eases were carefully ;arrang-
ed, and they we're on-on in the
beautiful Harmer-on to the COUNTS
Ito the mountains and scanyons- +,
climb one Eof the sunny slopes that
lIhad beckoned to themrso4enticingiy:
Almost they held their breath-ats first,
afraid the first creakt OF the ear
would waken them from the unbe-
Ilievable dream.
Always as they climbed along hill.
,ICarol reminded them that they were
climbing a sunny slope that would
lead to q city Of gold at the top. z
bright, and there was no sickness, mo
Isorrow, no want. And looking ahead
Ito the spires Of q little village, nest
ling cloudy and blue on the plains.
ishe vowed It was q golden city. and
they leaned forward 70 catch theNflrst
streets. And when they reached the
lefty itself, little ugly. sordid-.-as city
LOT gold, perhaps. to those who had
made q fortune there, but not by any
.Jnneans a golden city Of dreamSstO the
ALREADY travelers-CArOf shbOleshetSell
land aaid - was g mtstak slySssneant
1.-THE next me 80
Vance al the; Bios, on tho round
'lnoor. for the sake u LyaytdN soften
Fed kYfynscles; and thny rcaeaJed III
.ltaWh ahead OF tire re4Isar Frantic
IDaN crowds. SHOWING ~fhsIhSelyes
tplelty of time I q ret rested And to