The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1922-02-08
EN- ROUTE.
CHAPTER 80.

Jane felt more at home when they
were finally on their way to the in
land town that was their destination
She enjoyed the great hotel with
its luxury, it's marble pillars rising
TO cool heights, its many wicker
chairs and gay cretonne cushions, It's
combination of metropolitan luxury
and tropical luxuriousness. But on
the train she was at home in her old
Tweed suit, in the flat bottomed boat
that loafed along a green-water river
near blue-green underground AM
through yellow-green shadows, she
was perfectly happy.
Presently they left even this COM
fort behind. With the party that had
collected at Buenos Ayres, they finally
took to mules and horses, and began
climbing.
II wanted to go up in those wonder
full hills that seemed almost on top OF
the city," Jane said. And here we
are-iu hills even prettier."
Donald did not answer. Jane looked
at him quickly. Was he firing of the
trip already? Was he firing of her
already?
BY way of testing her theory, she
announcer
ped at plateau for lunch, they were
to reach a tiny town-if collection
of huts could be so called-for the
night. The thick forest had gwen
way By this time to trees OF Sreatet
resistance, and to gaunt rocks ahc
open spaces. They looked over the
foothills, small green Jumps that
seemed to jump up suddenly from
the plain, and over great rolling coun'
try that was dotted with ranches.
The world seems long way off
doesn't it," Jane asked, standing near
rock that thrust its profile W
against the skyline.
Donald gave a grunt-that was the
only way to describe the short mono
syllable that was his answer,
Jane was satisfied. Already Donald
regretted his adventure!
She followed her one idea-that OF
letting him alone. There was youne
engineer in the party that he liked &c
talk with. she hoped he would rice
with him. She pushed her own pony
beside that of one of the women OF
the party-a fat, complacent woman
with short gray hair, cropped some
what like a mans, who wore men :
shirts and corduroy breeches-ane
wound her impossible fat legs VI
spiral felt puttees.
You'd better cut your hair OFF, tho
heats bad for it" she remarked, WheI
Jane pushed long blowing ends pacf
under her hat Cant travel and keel
up feminine appearances, I've learned
that" She accented the that.
Jane was rather proud of the lengtf
and lustre of her brown hair, she dix
rot relish the idea of cutting lt-ant
she knew it would never suit her typ.
of face. The woman went on.
you won't do it yet awhile; the.
never do. But my Jim's been out IL
the wilds for 80 years. and have oeti
with him ever since we marrled-s'
| know what's best
Donald wouldn't like it short,
Jane objected.
"Oh. he'd get used to it. They n
do-get used to any thing. w
learned that. Jim didn't like it--bu
Lord, you. can't ranch, or camp Oh
month after month, while they ar
building a dam in some God-forsakel
hole in the mountains-or worse YET
stake out a claim where there is n
one to see for months at time-an
wear frilly dresses and do your hal
in the latest style"
How long have you been-livin
like this?" Jane asked, wondering q
the depth and resonance of the W.
mans voice, and the odd combinatio
of motherliness and mannishnes