Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-07-03

SIC IAldl pie OI II. only TO
put on record for the benefit Of the
sporting world in general a list>that it
took many years to compile; two I'd
decide what was necessary; eight to
determine what of that wasn't. TO
begin at the bottom, there were two
pairs Of stout, brown. high, laced
walking-boots: then, in. rapid success
sion, six pairs of isle thread stock
ings to match: one pair Of boys pig
skin puttees; six, dainty but, sensible
one-piece undies Of softest and whitest
woven cotton; three pairs OF khaki
breaches youths size); three khaki
skirts, knee length,-shnttoned with real
buttons and buttonholes all the way
up the front and allythe way up the
tback: four suits of pajamas, white
madras with silk frogsand knobs; six
: each).: one belt;' three brown ties; one
,khaki-colored. wooden sweater; one
|mackintosh with hood; two Khaki
jackets enormous pockets1 two
black haiI ribbons and nut-brown
tam-o'-shanter!
There were also a few assorted
packages, one or two of which even
this frank chronicle refuses to open,
but no harm can attach to the men
ton OF well-stocked housewife, an
equally complete toilet case, bath
robe a pairN of bedroom slippers, and
a long, fiat cardboard box that had
been at the bottom OF the trunk and
which Andrea had as yet refrained
from exploring. On it was written in
q strangely masculine hand: 1.-THE
Return Of the Native"
she opened it nov and disclosed
n OF those adorable filmyE hybrid
frocks, a double cross between after
noon. evening and elf-land wear:None
set 6f-crepe de chine lovelies; two
pairs Of silk stockings, one pair of
satin, slippers. And he safd.he's go-
ing to wear khaki tonight she moan
Is 1t necessary to state that she
presently got UP of her knees and be-
to- try on every last thing She
did, and. she was only half through
when Bathtub knocked on the door
and announced. ""Scor ready" No
invitation this time-an oroer.
Oh, dear" she sighed and rushed
Tor the utterly inadequate mirror.
Five minutes later her door opened
she stepped out. slowly, like some
shy thing of. the forest. Flushed Of
cheek, brilliant Of eye, she walked to-
ward the man. oh, big black bow!
Oh. hair starting one wsy and going
another leaping a squared shoulder
TO come to rest and rise and, fall
against n rounded face of a firm
young breast!s Oh, visiops Oh,
youth! oh, day n hour. Of the gay
heart: n man looked and saMSthat
straight. Thank God" he .murmur-
He was dressed as she was, tit for
tat. sexcept for the big black bow and
the very short skirt; and like her his
hands were thrust. boy fashion. in
the side pockets Of his open khaki
Jacket. a she came close their eyes
met smiied y didn't put On the
thouoh In changing back to ways and
clothes like those OF childhood she
had suddenly rid herself OF the hard
Fening years between s5S
You were right said the man.
They're for the brush and whsn mos
quitoes are bad"
Her face III with pleasure. Yoau,'li
let me 90 into the brush"
Never alone He answered quickly.
But you may "a with me whenever
and wherever you like
And may 4 still cali you 3ustsWhite
Man Nan, Somehow II seems impertinSnt
Don't tease ma,s aid the man
lightly eandIIthen his face fell. Don't
make naeSfeeI4 old. s5ssass
be old tonisht7 why. white Man'
EwesTe-we're KIDS.
He laughed IN his sudden reiiss 50
rp.B 6o3we shall sbosNs
Excuse me- said AndreE 6olernh-|
lys.ssDtd 1 hear y0us j4pSh q
~ that ne laIohS1 AS11ns AptSupss
roartousiy but a. thnjfS5h
Way N ~ aHA warA