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

f Hes not, really. Only it seems | that he belongs to the oldest family in America, or something. and is the 1 only descendant-'
 | Money" Cherry asked interested l Iy.
 "No, I don't think money. exact | ly., At least I know he is getting l office, and Dad thinks they ought to wait until they have a little more. l She'll have something, you know" | AliX added. after a moments thought
 Your cousin?" Martin asked.
 Well, her father went into the fire elucidated, "and evidently she and Justin have had deep, soulful | thoughts about it. Anyway, the oth- | CT day she said-you know her way, 1 Cherry-"TelI me. Uncle. frankly and l honestly, may Justin and I draw out my share for that little home that is going to o~mean so much to us"
 tI can hear her!" giggled Cherry. l could, of course,' Alix went on. "He | was adorable about it. He said, "It will do more than build you little home, my dear!"
 +tr' wen get slice e,o of that s0me glancing at her husband. q .don't mean when Dad dies. either.'' she ad- ded, in quick affection. ;'I mean that l l day in Mill Valley"
 l Gee, how he'd love itl" Alix said, | enthusiastically.
 "I married Cherry for her money 'As 9 matter of fact" Cherry can tradicted him, vivaciously. animated even by the thought of a change and | and a home i've have never even spo- l ken of it before, have we, Mart?" | "I never heard of it before,' he ad- mitted, smiling, as he knocked the ashes from his pipe. "But it's pleas ant to know that Cherry will come in | for a nest-egg some day!" | Presently the visitor boldly sug- gested that she and Cherry should l both go home together for the we'd ding, and Martin agreed good -natur- edly.
 | But, Mart, how'll you get aIong?" l his wife asked anxiously- She had fu!7ne, fumed and and 1E fussed and puttered and rooms for so long that it seemed un- believable that her place might be va | cated even for a day.
 | "Oh, I'll get along finei" he an swered indifferently- So. the last | day of August, in the cream-colored I silk and the expensive hat again, yet | looking, AliX thought. strangely un- | like the bride that had been Cherry. she and her sister happily departed | for cooler regions. Martin took them | to the train. kissed his sister-in-law gaily and then his wife affectionate- l ly.
 Be a good little girl, Babe" he said. and write mel"
 "Oh. I will will!' Cherry look | ed after him Srnilingly from the car window. He really is an old dear," l she told AliX.
 CHAPTER VI | But when at the end of the long day they reached the valley and when | her father came innocently into the garden and stood staring vaguely at her for a moment-for her visit and the day of Alix'S return had been kept | a secret-her first act was to burst into tears She clung to the fatherly shoulders as if she were storm | beaten bird safely home again. and although she immediately laughed at l herself and told the sympathetically watching Peter and AliX that she didn't know what was the matter with her: it was only to interrupt the words
 Tears of joy. she told them, laugh ing at the moisture in her father S eyes. She had Q special joyous word | for Hong: she laughed and leased and questioned Anne, when Anne and Justin came back from an afternoon l concert in the city, with an interest and enthusiasm most gratifying to | both.
 After dinner she had her, old place on the arm of her fathers porch chair; AliS, with Bucks smooth hea 1 l in her lap, sat on the porch step be- side Peter, and the lovers murmured from the darkness of the hammock under the shadow of the rose vine- It was happy talk in the sweet evening l coolness: everybody seemed harmon ious and in sympathy tonight.
 ''Bedtime," said her father pres l ently and she laughed in sheer plea sure.
 "Daddy-that sounds so nice agair!'
 But you do look Jagged and pale, little girl.'' he told her. You're to aS-4a bod 4r,a | "Oh. I'll be down,' she assured him But she did not come in the morn ing. none the less. She was tired in soul and body and glad to let them spoil her again. and glad to rest and sleep in the heavenly peace and quiet of the old home.
 Late in the afternoon, rested, fresh and her old sweet self in the white ruffIes. she came down to join them | They had settled themselves under l the redwoods. Anne and Justin. Peter ed up to greet her. Cherry very quietly suhsided into a wicker chair. listened rather than talked. moved her lovely eyes affectionately from r. Peter hardly moved his eyes from her, although he did not often ad- | dress her directly; Justin was quite l obviously overcome by the unexpect- | sG beauty of Anne's cousin; Anne | herself, with an undefined pang, ad- mitted in her soul that Cherry was prettier than ever: and even Alix was affected. With the lovely back ground of the forest the shade of her thin wide hat lightly shadowing her | face, with the dew of her long sleep and recent bath enhancing the child iSh purity of her skin, and with her blue eyes full of content, Cherry was a. picture eff exquisite youth and grace and charm.
 (Continued Tomorrow
 Cahtray House, in Ivernesshire, Scotland, which was occupied Ey Stewart Banney, of New York was | destroyed by fire. A valuable library and paintings estimated at S160,0cO