Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1922-03-04

| uneasily to suspect that they would
some day want something more, that
they would some day tire of empty
| forest and blowing mountain ridge,
| and 60 away from the shadow of Mt.
| Tamalpais, and into the world
Anne, now-was she beginning to
fancy this young Lloyd? DIR. Strlck-
land was surprised with the fervor
| With which he repudiated the thought.
This young engineer, who had drifted
| already into dozen different and dis
| tant places. was not the man for staid
little Anne.
what did you want to see Mr..
| Lloyd about tomorrow, Dad2' Cherry
| interrupted his thoughts 10 ask.
The rose vine. What did he say
/ about coming over Cherry?"
Cherry remarked, between two rend-
ing yawns, that Mr.. Lloyd was coming
over tomorrow at ten o'clock, and
Peter. too
peter won't be much good !" Alix
commented. Cherry looked at her re-
proachfully.
| you're awfully mean to Peter, late
| lyr' 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.
Allx and Cherry shared q bare,
| woody-smelllng 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 hnd an extra BERTH for
occasional guests. There was scant
prettiness in the room. and yet 1t 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
finger-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 he was
floating in seas of new joy and utter
delight, and that she would never be
sleepy again.
Downstairs Anne and the doctor sat
staidly on, the man dreaming With
knotted forehead. the girl sewing.
Presently she ran a needle through
| her fine white work with seven tiny
stitches. folded It, and put her thimble
into a case that hung from her order
| ~ workbag with q long ribbon
swat a minute, Anne" said the doc
tor, as she Strengthened herself to rise
This young Lloyd, now-what do
you think Of himf"
She widened demure blue eyes
"Shoud you be sorry II liked
him, Uncle Lee?" she smiled
The old man rumpled his silver hair
restIessly.
That's the way the wind blows.
eh?" he asked kindly.
"Well-you see how much he's here I
You see the flowers and books and
notes. I'm rot the sort Of girl TO wear
| my heart on my sleeve" Anne. who
was fond Of small conservauonql tags.
assured him merrily. But there must
be some fire whore there's so much
smoker she ended
you're not sure my dear?" he
asked, after some thought.
"Oh, no." she answered. ITS Just
fancy that persists In coming and
going" She got to her feet, saying
brightly. 'Well' We mustn't take this
too grayely-yet. 1t was only that 7
wanted to be open and above hoard
with you, uncle from the beginning.
That's the only honest way"
That's wise and right" her uncle
answered, in the kindly absent tone
he had used to them as children.
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
think that perhaps Peter admires
herr"
"Peterp' Anne echoed amazedIy,
and stood thinking.
Peter was more than thirty years
old, thin, scholarly, something Of a
solitary, the swee,, dreamy, affection.
ate neighbor who had shared the girls
lives for the past ten years. For some
reason she could not, or would not, de-
fine, Anne liked the idea Of Cherry
and Peter falling In love-
Somehow one doesn't think Of Pc
ter as marrying anyone" she said
slowly, sdll trying to grasp the
| thought.