The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-08-18
Sisters
By
KATHLEEN
NORRIS
Continued from Page Eight

OOllt u Wdhl oOl1lClhlls tictt
they would some day tire Of empty
forest and blowing mountain ridge,
and go away from the shadow of Mt.
Tamalpais, and into the world.
Anne, now-was she beginning to
fancy this young Lloyd? DR.. Strick-
land was surprised with the fervor
with which he repudiated the thought.
This young engineer, who had drifted
already into a dozen different and dis
tant places, was not the man for staid
little Anne.
what did you want to see Mr..
Lloyd about tomorrow, Dad?' Cherry
Interrupted his thoughts to ask.
'The rose vine. What did he say
about coming over, CherryT'
Cherry remarked, between W rend-
ing yawns, that Mr.. Lloyd was coming
over tomorrow at ten o'clock, and
Peter, too
"Peter won't be much goodl" Alix
commented. Cherry looked at her re-
proachfully.
you're awfully mean to Peter, late
ly !" she protested. Her father gave
her a shrewd look, with his goodnight
kiss, and Immediately afterward both
the younger girls dragged their way
up to bed.
Alix and Cherry shared a bare,
woody-smelling room tucked away I'M
der brown caves. The walls were of
raw pine, the latticed windows, in
bungalow fashion, opened into the
fragrant darkness of the night. The
beds were really hunks, and above her
bunk each girl had an extra berth, for
occasional guests. There vas scant
prettiness in the room, and yet it was
full of purity and charm. The girls,
like all their neighbors, were hardy,
bred to cold baths, long walks, simple
hours, and simple food. In the soft
western climate they left their bed
room windows open the year round
they liked to wake to winter damp
and fog. and go downstairs with blue
fnger-tips and chattering teeth, to
warm themselves with breakfast and
the fire.
Alix rolled herself in a gray army
blanket, and was asleep In some sixty
seconds. But Cherry felt that she was
floating In seas Of new Joy and utter
delight, and that she would lever be
sleepy again.
Downstairs Anne and the doctor sat
staidly on, the mar dreaming with a
knotted forehead, the girl sewing.
Presently she ran a needle through
her fine white work with seveL tiny
stitches, folded it, and put her thimble
into a case that hung from her order
ly workbag with a long ribbon.
"Wait a minute, Anne" said the doc
tor, as she Strengthened herself to rise.
"This young Lloyd, now-what do
you think of him?"
She widened demure blue eyes.
"Should you be sorry If liked
him, Uncle Lee?' she smiled.
The old man rumpled his silver hair
restlessly.
That's the way the wind blows,
eh?' he asked kindly.
"Well-you see how much he's herel
You see the flowers and books and
notes. Pm not the sort Of girl to wear
my heart on my sleeve" Anne, who
was fond of small ~conservational tags,
assured him merrily. "But there must
be some fire where there's so much
smoke !" she ended.
you're not sure, my dearY" he
asked, after some thought.
"Oh, % 7" she answered. SITS just
a fancy hat persists in coming and
She got tc her feet, saying
brightly, swell! we mustn't take this
too gravely-yet. 1t was only that
wanted to be open and above-board
with you, uncle, from the beginning.
the only honest way"
'That's wise and right p her uncle
in the kindly, absent tone
he had used to them as children, a
tone he was apt to use to Anne when
she was in her highest mood, and one
she rather resented.
CHERRY, now" he asked, OBTAINING
ler for a moment. "She-you don't
hink that perhaps Peter admires
Peter" Anne echoed amazedly,
nd stood thinking.
Peter was more than thirty years
Id, thin, scholarly. something of q
olitary, the sweet, dreamy, affection
te neighbor who had shared the girls
ives for the past ten years. For some
eason she could not, or would not, de-
ne, Anne liked the Idea of Cherry
nd Peter falling In love
Somehow n doesn't think Of Pc
err as marrying anyone" she said
lowly. still trying to grasp the
''Peter is a dear fellow" the doctor
lused. 'But Cherry-why, she's bare
? eighteen! He-I don't suppose he
eally ever kissed her" The old man
esitated, began again: "Just fancy"
e assured her. "Just an old fathers
EAR that she Is growing up too fastr