Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-06-25
SIS TIE RS
4 BIZ KATHLEEN NORRIS
,nrs THE STORY
Author OF "JosseluTs wife"
Copyright, 1919. by Kathleen Norris.)

-,,s ,nTs THE STORY
n..,or Strickland, his too ddnoh-
DoOdsiii diir aid CherTy, and ~ niece,
fcrs, Au ,a,,, to1sther IN the California
Anne, ~ and Peter joyce. their
r.saiuSbor. comes and goes OF wuA
nnstsn nnytsn Lloyd, O vsssttno em9tmn.,u,, 9',,,, pb h.
poses 70 0As1Ty rr @n@ secret. ret Peter hos
Ghrs "a pdin az he redHses. thdt
stoo .,.gy be- IN tope tqith CHERRY:
hL9yo hL9y,s" vi none to the tooods togetnor,
I,ts 'tefls MIR, GherTy % y.,ass, Is oSu,y Hts ay,n
nd I uneasy tohen LLoge p;uyh ths frees.
ooo. vm Nv HERE 1T CONTINUES
r,uEfR talk was incoherent Cherry
l -, attn playing cooueting and snii-
/ - words few, and Martin. having
ny. - nsar. could only repeat the en-
nv n. nbrases that attempted to ex'
80 ~ her his love and fervor.
.svou darlingi Do you know how
,..,. you7 You darling--you little ex-
s,,sts beauty! Do you love me-oo
lao. me?" Martin murmured, ana
~. ESarrv ~. answered breathleesly:
Chsevvly Chsvcy,, know / debut you know ] 90
presently he selected the % sapll,n,gg pg,,g Teu two
wood and brought rhe as sigi sGTn seated her.
blows so.iae oi him, helped him strip the
sen their hands constantly touching,
~ manm, nan once or twice delaying her Lor
ons sns MOI more snatched and Laughing ga kiss' he.
"But, Martin, you've oeeh s"e''u "
forseTt or.seTtovsrae"ori % my honor! But yes: I
was once once. too. years ago. 1 want 10 tell
You about tnrh INA her grave face bent over
ne eSwood .V, boughs she was tearing.
shs sSs nodded, flushed. paled. He nad Inso me,
sne sn,s sIr, ut his mothers, do you see
iu,SS va sshe was q cute little tnlns, LII pon =
xou , knowT Her name was Dorot,hy oi,caa Asls, ms
ana w,rnn,ised to write, do you see? But
nau paSn,t written for weeks, and tnen
sse e had written to say that she was en-
sn.soS ~ IA another man. man naine1t 81
ssmedhs he, had naad fo6E9''enii pf@ ali rig right. %'
sue nS Cherry looked up, Laughing az
.,ost % %renroachfully. How could ne ever eve,
sopSet her married name Cherry saiu
tSat tS E she suspected that Martin nadnt
re.tyod resmy I 70 tell her about 1t all the same,
Nnnausa Knowing her had made him
want really to be honest-and to be
good. . ,,. ,,os ,nd ebo for-
SinS and said that she knew he was
n,nSS ,,aoS And Martin said that he was
Going TO make her the happiest whe q
man ever had.
Dragging the strlppeo tee, t'i1s 20. 81
down the sharp hill to the house Just as
Inna came out to announce luncheon,
pster was wandering off in the woods
rsarhv' but came at Alix's shrill yell OF
smmnons and looked relieved when ne
saw Cherry and Martin NOT even MA .aiR,hg n,,it
10 each other. They had peeS gone oH'y
'eI Anne, who did not like Peter, had. de-
cided not to ask him to stay, but Peter
had calmly taken his usual place, and
xt,Itl Il "a
questioning OF Hong as to the amount OF
butter needed in batter bread. 1t was a
happy meal for every one. and after 1t
they had attacked the rose bush again.
with aching muscles now, and In the first
real summer heat. 1t was o'clock be-
fore with a great cracking, and the
scream Of a twisted branch, and a gem
eral painting and heaving on the part OF
the workers, at last the feathery mass
had risen a foot-two feet--into the air,
had stood tottering like a wall Of bloom,
and finally. with a downward rush. had
settled TO its old place on the roof. Hong
was pressed into service now, and with
Martin, was on the roof. graphing with
a rope, shouting directions
shower of tiny blossoms and torn
leaves covered the steps of the office
porch, the garden beds were trampled
deep, the seven laborers breathless and
exhausted. But the rose vine was in
placel Alix shouted congratulations to
Martin as he busily roped and tied the
recaptured masses in their old position.
Anne had vanished for sandwiches;
Peter was being scientifically bandaged
by the, doctor: Cherry stood looking
up at the roof: she did little talking
she watched Martin during every second
he spent there.
Her small heart was bursting with
excitement. He had found easy oppor-
tunities to talk to her a dozen times
under cover of the general noise. He
had said wonderful and thrilling things.
How Is my own girl? Sweetheart
you're the sweetest rose of them all
Cherry. do you suppose they can see
from our faces how happy we are?"
when other lips spoke them. but that
his voice made immortal.
Looking up at him. she thought OF
the glorious days ahead. How they
would all wonder and eXclaim; yes, and
how the girls would envy her! Little
Cherry, just eighteen, going to be mar.
rleo, and married to man that Alix
or Anne would have been only too glad
70 win! real man. from the outside
world a man of twenty.eight, ten years
older than she was. And how the letters
ana presents and gowns and plans would
oesln to tiutter through the bungalow
sne would be married in cafe-au-lait
Talah cloth, as Miss Pinckney In San
L.oyd! She could chaperone Alix and
There was a rending, slipping noise
on me roof, a scream from Martin, and
snouts from the doctor and Peter. With
great sliding and rushing of the re.
.tactory sprays, and with a horrifying
Stumbling and falling, down came Mar.
.in' caught in a great rope of the Green.
eF almost at her feet
a time OF great running and calling
fnsued- Cherry dropped on her knees
sse ssside him, and had his head on hei
Ssn Ssn' Ior moment then her father took
,Nnr, ,ner place and Alix, with an astonished
bh bUoh at the younger girls wet eyes, drew
Nsr Ma sister sister away. Immediately afterward
frSr, frSrIin sat up looked bewilderedly about
ssSSratched wrist and said, gGeev v' in q
saGdghtlul tone. Anne, coming out witt
"Vymlches' "ym,ches' Joined in the general laugh
eroa1t LOU scared Cherry out OF ten Years
AilX reproached Martin.
~ tnought he might have hurt him