Graham guardian., 1921-09-09

US his consent years sse-dsa't yos
rememberlr
lie did wish It'll" she said. and
Durst into tears.
seem to be doing thIpr In a
hlshtly irregular manner" gAe s,is
10 him the next day, when they had
so'ten breakfast together, ard vsrs
oaSkihg In the sunlight Of the upper
geek OF the ferryboat, o. their ss, 10
'he CITY. Il spend the aikht h~fere
my marriage alone-n a sn,a,l csSn-
Try house hidden In the wseds-wits
my Oe'rothed, and propose TO boy my
rousseau Immediately after tAs e-re-
mony |"
Her voice fell TO a dreany asrN ana
she watched the gulls, wheeling m ths
sunshine, with thouEhtfuI, nnIims
eyes The man glanced at her ss,s
or twice, In the silence that fsIlswed.
Win something like hcsitatisn, or c,sua-
Function, In his look.
Look, here. Ailx-tct'r tsik
want to ask you something. rhse',
never been anythIng-anytling to tell
!on-or your father, IL he was herelr
Peter said, flushed and a trt6e avk.
"nrl. I'm not that kiad Of a man.
But there has been tina, ere th,ne--
that one woman"
rIushed, too, she was leokiBx n
MIN with bright, Intelligent eyes.
But / thought she never even
knew"
No, she never dId!"
AK looked back at the gulls.
oh, well, then" sh. nss indie.
ferentIy.
"Alix, would -
nr' vti like to know about
reter said brnvely. Her Hams
--and cverything?"
"0h, no. please, I'd much rather
not !" she intercepted him kastily. ant
after pause she added. "0rr mar
riage isn't the usual marriage, fn thsk
way. mean I'm not jealovs, and Tn
not going to cry my eyes out becaues
there was another wonMA--fs another
woman, who meant mere 10 you, o.
might have! I'm going luts n With
my eyes open, Petor. l know ySu lore
me, and love you, and We beth like
the same things. and that's enough"
Three weeks later he remembered
the moment, and asks6 her again.
They were In the valley house now,
and bitter storm was whlrllng over
abe mountain Peters little cabin
rocked to the gale. but they were warn
and comfortable beside the fre: the
room was lnmp-lighted. scented By
Alix's sweet single yloletS white and
purple, splitting themselves fron q
glass bowl, and By Peters pipe. ana
by the good scent OF greer bay bpyn-
Ing. The Joyces had had . Aalpy
day, had climbed the hills und@ q
lowering sky, had come home 10 dry
clothes and do cooking, fer Kew was
away, and had finally shared an cpl
curean meal beside the hre.
Peter was wrapped In dssp ostsat;
the companionshlp OF this Rotnral,
pretty woman, her quick wsrds and
quick laugh, her music, her siaAeiEG
bright interest In anything and every
thing, was the richest experiences OF,
his life. She had said that she weulH
change nothing In his home, but bzr
clever white fingers had chaRyed
everything. There was order SOW,
there was charming fpsslas md 6afst- |
ing, there were flowers In bswls, and |
books set straight, and there wac Just
the different little angle to TfsHs and
desk and chairs and tables that made |
the cabin home at last. Ssc wanted
bricks for path; he had laughed at |
her fervent, "Do give me a whole car
load OF bricks for Christmas, reterI"
Size wanted bulbs 10 pot. Re had
lnzily suggested that they open the
town house while cspNAters and |
painters remude the cabin, sst she
had protested hotly, "Oh, do let's Keep |
II just as 1t always wasr' Smiling, he
gave her her way.