The Glenwood post., 1921-01-01

Part of the smells are OF flowers, and
part of balsam, and God only knows
what the others are. They are just
the Wilderness"
Dan could not only perceive the
smells and sounds. but he felt that
they were leaving an imprint on the
very fibsr of his soul. He knew one
thug. He knew he could never for
get this first Introduction to the noun
tain night. The whole scene moved
him in strange, deep ways in which
he had never been stirred before; 1t
left him exultant and, in deep wells Of
his nature far below the usual cur
rents of excitement, a little excited
too.
Then both of them were startled
out of their reflections by the clear,
unmistakable sound of footsteps on
the ridge Both of them turned and
Lennox laughed softly in the dark
ness. MY daughter" he said 81
knew she wouldn't be afraid to come"
Dan could see only Snowbirds out
line at first, just her shadow against
the moonlit hillside. His glasses were
none too good at long range. And
possibly, when she came within range,
the first thing that he noticed about
her was her stride. The girls he
knew didn't walk in quite that free,
strong way. She took almost man.
size step; and yet 1t was curious that
she did not seem ungraceful. Dan had
a distinct impression that she was
floating down to him on the moonlight.
She seemed to come with such unut-
terable smoothness. And then he
heard her call lightly through the
darkness.
The sound gave him distinct sense
Of surprise. Some way, he hadn't as
ISOLATED a voice like this with noun
tain girl; he had supposed that there
would be SO many harshening influ-
ences in this wild place. Yet the tone
was as clear and full as trained
singers. 1t was not high voice; and
yet 1t seemed simply brimming, as
cup brms with wine, with the rap
ture of life. It was self-confdent
voice too. wholly unaffected and sin
cere and wholly without embarrass-
ment.
Then she came close. and Dan saw
the moonlight on her face. And so 1t
came about, whether in dreams or
wakefulness, he could see nothing else
for many hours to come.
The girl who stood in the moonlight
had health. She was simply vibrant
with health. 1t brought light to her
eyes, and color to her cheeks, and
life and simmer to her moonlit hair.
1t brought curves to her body, and
strength and tirmness to her limbs
nd the grace Of deer to her car
rage. Whether she had regular fea-
lures or not Dan would have been un-
able to state. He didn't even notice
They weren't important when health
was present. Yet there was nothing
of the coarse or bold or voluptuous
about her. She was just slender
girl, perhaps twenty years of age, and
Weighing even less than the figure oc-
caslonally to be read in the health
magazines for girls of her height. And
she was fresh and cool beyond all
words to tell.
And Dan had no delusions about
her attitude toward him. For long
instant she turned her keen, young
eyes to his white, thin face; and at
once 1t became abundantly evident
that beyond few girlish speculations
she felt no interest in him. After a
single moment of rather strained, po-
lite conversation with Dan-just
enough to satisfy her idea of the con-
ventions--she began a thrilling girl
hood tale to her father. And she was
still telling 1t when they reached the
| house.
| Dan held a chair for her In front of
the fireplace, and she took 1t with en-
tire naturalness He was careful to
put It where the freight was at its
height. He wanted to see its effect on
the flushed cheeks, the soft dark hair
And then, standing In the shadows, he