Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-03-25
By KATHLEEN MORRIS

met Miss Vivian Sartoris, and they
took a plateful Of rich, crushy little
cakes and went and sat under the
stairs, where they took alternate bites
Of each others mocha and chocolate
CONNECTIONS. and where Vivian told
Kenneth all about a complicated and
thrilling owe affair between herself
and one of the popular actors of the
day. This narrative reflected more
credit upon the young woman's i'm
azination than upon her charms had
the listener but suspected It, but
J Kenneth was MT a brilliant boy, and
they had a lovely time over their
condolences.
Charlotte's romantic encounter
with the gentleman. however, made
her happy for several hours. and col
ored her cheeks Fosily.
YOU'RE getting pretty. carlotta!"
said her Aunt Rachael, observing
this. Don't drink tea. that's a good
chocolate Of course, Isabelle" she
added, but Charlotte's complexion
ought to De her first thought for the
next five years."
Il don't really want any asserted
Charlotte, feeling wonderfully grown.
up and superior to the claims Of a
nursery appetite. But can't I helr
you, Aunt Rachael"
No. my dear, you cant: Tn
bored slowly but firmly to death
Gertrude, I'm just saying, that your
party bores me-"
so sorry about you. Rachael"
said the slim, lace-clad hostess calm
~. Here's Judy Moran! Nearly six
Judy, and we dine at seven on Sun
days. But never mind, eat and drink
your fill, my child"
"Billy's firth her head off Out
dropping into a chair. Joe and
Kent and you Gregory and half a
dozen others are out there with her.'
Mrs. Breckenridge, who had begur
to frown, relaxed in her chair.
"Ah. we'll, there's safety in mum,
bers!" she said, treasured. You take
cream. Judy, and. two Jumps? Give
Mrs. Moran some of those little
damp, brown sandwiches, Isabelle. A
minute ago she had ome of the mos
heavenly hot toast here, but she'
get some tea myself, but I've triet
three times and I can't"
She busted herself ~resignedly will
tongs and teapot, and as Mrs. Moran
bit into her first sandwiches. and the
Haviland girls moved away at a wore
from their mother. Rachael raised
her eyes and met Warren Gregory
look. ...
He was standing. ten feet away, il
a doorway, his eyelids half dropped
over amused eyes, his hands sunk IL
his coat pockets. Rachael knew tina
he had been there for some mo
ments, and her heart struggled and
f1uttered like q. bird in a snare, anc
with a thrill as girlish as Charlotte
own .she felt the color rise In he
cheeks.
::Come have some tea. Greg" sh,
said, indicating the empty chair be
side her.
as he sat down. The little word se
Rachael's heart to hAmnering again
She glanced quickly to see II Mrs
Moran had overheard. but. that lad!
had at last caught sight Of the mait
with the hot toast, and her atnpl
back WAS turned toward the te,
table.
indeed. in tho noisy. ,disordere,
room. which was beginning to be de
they were quite unobserved. To boil
it was a delicious moment. this Iittl,
domestic interlude OF tea and talk II
1.-The curved window OF the dining
room. lighted by the. last light Of
spring day, and sweet with the seer
Of willing spring flowers.
you make my heart behave in
tmanner not to be described Il
.words!" said Rachael. her finger
touching his as she handed him hi
tea.
ut must be mine you FEEL sus
gested Warren Gregory; you haven
lonely all accounts!"
IT thought I hadn't, Greg. but. up
on my word" She puckered he
lips and raised her eyebrows within
stcatiy, and gave her head q littl,
shake. Doctor Gregory gave her
shrewdly %appraistng look, sighed, an
stirred his tes. :
III ever you discover yourself t.
be the possessor OF such an organ
Rachael" said he dispaaNonAtely
you won't joke shout II ovsr q tea
table! You'll wake UP, my friend