Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-01-07
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Carol Milford, after finishing college.
spending a year in Chicago, and three
Dr. Will Kennicott. Of Gopher Praisie.
Through college, and her years In tho
library she has been ambitious to live
Nigh m : s pa an ,, GSNmman fCI er ThsTe s shs
hnds GopheH Prairie the usual small
town. with its people very much salts
fed. and sha realizes before long that
movement for "Hnlift" work Which she
1~1augurates. invariably fail. Vida Sher-
win. village school teacher, tells Carol
, Is a dreamer, and not practical.
or four years she devotes all Of her
time caring for him. War Is declared,
and Vida and Raymie Wutherspoon.
f 9s III hero. and %sons-bird are married
Carol retains her friendship for Bsa
Sorenson, a Norwegian housemaid whom
she had in her homo for some time. Bea
Acter. When Bea and her son Olaf arc
stricken with typhoid. Carol nurses
them. Both die.
me sri vi,,s ys,ee esE;,; : sag 9;;,, s tsi1e:; c wnsm
TO Gopher Prairie. He interests Carol.
Mullins.
Erik develops a loveriike interest in
at the same time trying to repel him.
fida tells carol thai the gossips Of the
village are linking her name and Erik's.
The pious Mrs. Bogart succeeds in
arousins the town over Fern Mullins
alleged immortality, when she goes to .
dance with young Cy Bogart. and the
latter gets drunk.
Fern is fired by the school, in spite Of
Carols effort to prevent it. Carol ad-
mits to herself that she loves Erik.
pr. kennicott picks up Erik and Carol
xhdds t aeS a., afs moor ssn. AROUND 1essn r The
leaves for Minneapolis, and Carol and
the doctor go to California for three
months.
CHAPTER XXxIV.-Oonkinued.
Three days later they reached
Gopher Prairie in q sIeet storm.
No one knew that they were COM
ing; no one met them and because
Of the icy roads. the only conveyance
at the station was the hotel bus,
which they missed while Kennicott
was giving his trunk-check to the sta
ton agent-the only person to well
come them. Carol waited for him in
the station. among huddled German
women with shawls and umbrellas,
and r~agged-bearded farmers in cordu-
roy coats: peasants mute as oxen in
a room thick with the steam Of wet
coats. the reek of the red-hot stove
the stencil of sawdust boxes which
served as cuspid ors. The afternoon
light was as reluctant as a winter
dawn.
This is a useful market-center, an
interesting pioneer post, but it Is not
q home, for me-" meditated the strang-
Ter Carol.
Kennicott suggested, I'D phone for
a fuvver bat it'd take quite a while
for it to get here. Let's walk"
They stepped uncom1ortably from
the safety of the plank platform and,
balancing on their toes. taking eau
ttous strides, ventuHed along the road.
The aleety rain waS turning to snow.
The air was stealthily cold. Beneath
an inch of water was a layer OF ice.
so that as they wavered with their
The we snow drenched their gloves;
the water underfoot spiAshed their
itching ankles. They scu1led inch by
inch for three blocks In front of
Harry Haydock's Kennieo4t sighed:
I'VE better stop in here and phone
for 9. machine"
She followed him like a vet kitten.
The Haydocks saw them laboring up
the slippery concrete walk, mp >the
perilous front steps, and came to the
door chanting:
"well, we'll, well. back again, oh?
Say, this is fine! Have y fine trip?
Ny. o look like a rose, Carol. How
did you IKE the coast, doc? Well.
WELL, well! Where-all did you gn?"
But as Kennicott began to proclaim
the list Of places achieved. Harry In
rupted with N account of how much
he himself had seen.. two years ago.
When Kennicott boasted, "We went
through the mission at Santa Bar
bara," Harry broke in, "Yeh. that's.
an interesting old mission. Say, TN
never forget that hotel there, doc. II
was swell. Why. the were
made Just like these old monasteries
liJuanita and I went from Santa Bar,
bara TO Gan Luis Obispo. You folks
go to San Lliss Ohispo p.
mo. but
We'll You ought to gone to Gan
Luis obiapo. And then We went from
there TO = ranch, least they called 1t
q ranch-
Kennicott got in only one consad-
cradle narrative, which began
iHay. / pever knew-@id You; Har,
ry?sa&hat N the Chicago district me
Kutz Kar sells az we'll as the Over
land? Il never thought much of fhe3
Kutz. But I met u gentleman on
the train--it NJ when we were pull