The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-10-04

l-W 1Ln ms two dal&SnterS, Alix and Cherry, the latter just eighteen years old, and his niece, Anne, Doctor Strickland, retired. is living at A1iH Val His closest friend is Peter Joyce. some thing of a recIuse- Visiting in the vi falls in love with and secretly becomes engaged to Cherry.
 CHAPTER II. - whmile tke family is speculating as to Lloyd's intentions, announcing her engagement to him.
 CHAPTER III[Doctor Strickland feels Cherry too young to marry and urges her to wait at least year, but inamediat wedding and the ceremony takes place, the couple leaving at once for Fl Nido, where Martin is employed.
 CHAPTER Iv.-The honeymoon days 9yer. Cherry begins to feel a vague monotony of her daily life
 CContinued from YesterdayD
 If he doesn't, I shall be sclk.'' she ing nOontime, toward the middle of August Martin, who had beer I1ay- ing poker the night before, was sleep ing late this morning. Coming home at 3 o'clock dazed with ,lose air and cigar smoke, he had awakened his wife to tell her that he would be dead in the morning, and Cherry had accordingly crept about her
 
 bedroom and eaten her own break fast without the c!atter of a dish. Now she was sitting by the wind ow, panting in the noon heat. She was thinking, as it chanced, of the big forest at home an dof a certain day just one of their happy days.-only a year ago, when she had lain for dreamy hour on the soft forest floor. staring up idly through the laced fan like branches. and she thought of her father, with his mild voice and ready smile. and some emotion. almost like fear. came over her. For the first time she asked herself, in honest bewild CT ment, why she had married.
 = The heat deepened and strengthen ed and increased as the burning day were on- Martin walked up, hot and headachy, and having further dis tressed himself with strong coffee and eggs, departed into the dusty, notion less furnace oUt-of-doors- The far brown hills shimmered and swam, the ''Enmy Younger looked it's barest, its ugliest, it's least attra active self.
 There was a. shad ow in the doorway; she looked up surprised For min- ute the tall figure in striped linen and the smiling face under the f1owery hat seemed those of a stranger. Then Cherry cried out and laughed and in another instant was crying in AliNS s arms.
 Alix cried, too, but it was with great rush of pity and tenderness for Cherry. Alix had not young love and novelty 10 SO1Ien the outlines OI lIl0 Emmy Younger" and she felt. as she frankly wrote later to her father, "at last convinced that there is a hell." The heat and baroness and uglineSs of the mine might have been over- looked, but this poor little house of Cherry's, this wood stove draining white ashes. this tin sink with it's pump, and the bathroom with neith CT faucets nor drain. almost bewil- dered Alix with their discomfort.
 Even more bewildering was the change in Cherry. There was a cer- , tain hardening that impressed tAiX at once. There was weary sort of pa tience a disillusioned concession to the drabness of married life.
 But she allowed the-younger sister to see nothing of this. Indeed, Cher ry/so frightened under the stimulus of Alix's companionship that Martin told her that she was more like her old self than she had been for months. Joyously she divided her responSibili- |. ties with Alix, explaining the difficult ties of marketing and housekeeping, and joyously A1iX assumed them Her vitality infected the whole household.
 She gave them spirited accounts of Anne'S affair. Hes a nice little aca- demic fellow" she said to Justin Lit tie. eff he had 9 flatiron in each hand he'd probably weigh close to a hundred pounds!. He's a-wen, a sort of dampIooking youth, if you know what I mean! I always want to take a crash towel and dry him off,
 ..Fancy Anne withF a shrimp like that," Cherry said. with a proud look at her own mans fine height. ..He sounds awful to me-