News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1921-09-21

Just what is your position there?'
the doctor asked, pleasantly.
"A title bit of everything, now,
Martin answered, readily and respect
fully. Later, of course, l shall have
my own special work. At present Tn
doing. some of the assaylng and lhavt
cliarge Of the sluice-gang. They want
me TO, make myself generally useful
make suggestions, take hold in every
way"
That's the way to get on" the old
er man said, approvingly. Cherry
looked admrngly, with all her heart
n her eyes, at her husband-to-be; the
9ther Girls were impressed, too. Mar,
lin had not been with them more than
| ! few hours before the engagement
as openly discussed, and there wer
constant references to Cherry's mar
rage
Somehow, few days later wedding
! plans were Ii the air, and they were
all taking 1t for granted that Cherry
| and Martin were to be married almost
| Immediately; in October, in fact. The
doctor at first persisted that the event
must wait until April, but Martins
| reasonable impotence and Cherrys
pIaintve But why, Daddy?" were too
much for him, Why, indeed? Cher
rvs mother had been married at eight
cen, when that mothers husband was
Lloyd was now.
"WouId We let it go on eh?" the
doctor asked, somewhat embarrassed,
one evening when he and Peter were
walking from the train in the late
September twilight
Lord don't ask me! Peter said,
grufIly. 81 think she's too young to
marry anyone-but the mischiefs
done now!"
4 think I'll talk to her." her father
decided "Anythirg is better than
having her make mistake. ! think
she'll listen to me-" And a day or
two later he called her into the study.
1t was quiet autumn morning, foggy
yet warm, with a deWy, woody sweet
mes in the air.
'LcfOre we decide this thing final
ly," the doctor said, smiling into her
bright face, before Martin writes his
people that it's settled, l want to ask
yoH to do something. It's something
you wont like to do, my little girl.
| want We to wait while-wait a
year,
+ was said. He watched the bright
ness fade from her glowing face. She |
lowered her eyes. The line of her
me It'll grew firm.
Wait until you're twenty, dear. |
T! ats young enough. l only ask you |
tt axe a little tnc-to be sure dearr' |
silence. She shrugged family, |
blinked the downcast eyes as if tears |.
stung them.
Cant take your old fathers word !
for it?' DR.. Strickland asked.
1T isn't that, Dadw she protested
eagerly and affectionately. "Ill wait
! have waited! I'll wait until
Christmas, or April, if you say so
But It. won't make any difference;
nothing will. love him and he loves
me- and we always will.
you don't know" Cherry went on,
with suddenly watering eyes, "you
don't know what this summer of sepa-
ration has meant to US both If we
must wait longer, why we will, of
course, but lit win mean that l am
lust living along somehow-oh, I won't
rry she interrupted, smiling with
wet Iashes. "l'li try to bear it de
Gently! But sometimes feel as If
couldn't bear it,"
rush of tears choked her. She
rroned for a handkerchief and felt,
as she had felt so many times, her
fathers handkerchief pressed into her
hand The doctor sighed. There was
nothing more to be said
So he gave Cherry a wedding check
that made her dance with joy, and
here was no more seriousness There
we're gowns, dinners, theater parties
md presents; every day brought ITS
Jew sunrise ana new delight to Cher
~. She had her cream-colored rajah
silk, hut her sister and cousin per-
suaded her to /, married. in white and
irst bride when the great day came,
and fastened over her corn colored
lair her mothers lace veil.
It was day of soft sweetness, not
90 brightly summary. but warm and
still under the trees. Until ten o'clock
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