The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1921-03-15
TRUCKING JACK
BY nlADRED WHITE.
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Shall never forget the morning Of
our meeting. l had arisen early, to
escape Ursua's vigilance, and had
gone down TO the sea. ] loved Ur-
sula, but her too constant interest in
my welfare fretted me, until felt like
an imprisoned bird. Poor soul, she
was ever fearful lest the sun be too
hot or the breeze too cold, or the walk
too firing down the beach.
SO ran through the early dewy
morning down to the waters edge,
and wore my bathing suit beneath
a long coat. And when had 6oated
for awhile in the sunlit waters, came
again to the beach and wrapped in the
plaid cloak, sat drying my hair.
The slight adventure Of eluding Ur-
suln had given to me tinge Of adj
venturous spirit, so that was not sur
priSed at that early hour to hear
mans voice at my elbow. For the
man was but part of my adventure,
you See til I turned to look into his
face Then. well, have heard Of such
things before. and have scoiled at
them, but here was no more care-free
adventure for me, but woman's love,
come at first sight He was just my
man; the one / had dreamed Of un-
consciously, and had known in my
heart that / should one day meet. So
II hud been easy 10 be Indifferent TO
the others who came seeking, in my
waiting for him. Now he was here.
He had come from a brisk walk, II
seemed, down the shining road, and
had stopped for a breath of ocean air.
AT least that is what my man thought,
so straight ana tall but his stopping
was really-to find me. Ursula would
have Knocked at my romancing, but |
knew. | fell into conversation with
him easily, and he fingered and dropped
half reluctantly TO the sands at my
side, and learned that he was study
ing, through difficulties, TO he civil
engineer. and was now taking a short
vacation; that a friend had suggest
ed this seaside resort. and | happened
TO know the friend he named. But
] I'D not tell him so Neither did /
tell my own name, or aught of my af-
fairs bnt arose quickly at sound Of
the seven o'clock whistle and ran on
up the sands Just waxing my hand In
farewell | surmlsed that my man
of the dark, kindly eyes was stopping
at the more modestly appointed Bon
View" near the wood, with the com
panlon whom he had named. And,
accidentally, 1 came upon the two TO,
gether that afternoon as | almost
rounded the benchtree in the park
They were seated beneath the tree,
and when l heard what they said
withdrew without being observed.
"You must stay" Ned Fame, tAe
friend was saying. Miss Dewitt Smith
is here. You must meet her, jacks
And then it was that heard myself
refuted, lie would have none of me,
this dear, big-Jack. My name was
known to him, through the papers. He
well, in his own half-sncering words,
he would not aspire"
SO set out to trick him. Happiness
/ is such a rare and beautiful thing, that
one must not let 1t escape when it
brushes by, leaving ones lie forever
desolate.
bought two little gingham dresses
ut the village store, just two, no more,
q pink and blue. The rustic straw
hat they sold me was most becoming.
/ loved its stiff blue bow and its pink,
pink rose. And l was seated in the
only seat on the train that could ac-
commodate Just one more. The dis
dainful Jack person. learned, was
going Back to the city that morning.
And, more than this, knew the name
OF the small town where his own PEG: