The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1922-01-12
In the Dark
A Fright and AN Awakening.
BY AGNES G. BROGAN.

breeze coming sweet and fresh acros.
the lake, the chirping of birds in the
evergreens overhead brought back
with an old sense of joyous freedom, va
cations spent long since In this same
great Assembly.
Above, the trees arched close like
the roof of some green cathedral
while beneath them scattered little
winding streets Of gayly painted
houses.
In the distance was the big hotel,
and there. In the very center of the
grounds, stretched the amphitheater.
It was here in the old days that Gym
thia had sung in the children's choir,
here now that she hoped to lear far
their eloquence upon the favored mem
bers Of the Assembly.
Cynthia's admiration for a man who
had achieved was something akin to
ave-. As president of the Home Lit
erary club she hoped to obtain a per-
sonal interview with the coming great
speaker and noted divine, whose bril-
liant articles had caused widespread
comment, not only In her own country,
but in those across the seas.
Her friend and hostess Of the cot
tage had arranged to make the meet
ing possible. And what a triumph
would be her report to the club. Gym
thia's eyes shone in proud anticipation.
She would write out her own questions
to the great man and memorize them,
that there might he no mistake in their
construction.
In order to accomplish this thought
fully, Cynthia took q long walk through
the wood. When she returned. Grace.
her hostess, greeted her jubilantly.
"Such luck !" she exclaimed. "Dr.
Raymond Randall, the speaker, is to
be entertained at Miller's, next door.
You will have a fine chance to meet
him.
Difidently. Cynthia glanced over her
shoulder at the red bungalow on the
left.
"Silly !" her friend Knocked her, 'the
gentleman does not arrive
until tomorrow, and l believe you are
trembling now at the mere thought of
him."
tits not that, exactly" Cynthia de-
MED. "but one feels that one must be
proper In every respect before such
4 Parsonage. Would you-would you
your gray frock if you were me,
as something quiet and suitable in
He will probably not know wheth-
az your frock is gray or red" Grace
her; "the mans head is so full
If ethics and isms.''
So that evening Cynthia decided to
'emain at home alone, while the 9TH
rs attended the lecture. She wished
rest after her journey, and to pre-
,are herself for the treat of the next
light to come.
Grace pointed out to her the lighting
'utton beneath the stair in the lower
all as they departed.
when it grows dark" she eau
Toned, "press the button to light the
PIPER hall before you ascend. We
vill leave the veranda and garden
.ghts going"
1t was truly a pretty sight, the lit
electric bulbs cleaning here and
here among the trees, making the
rounds as bright as day. Far out by
he lake the hotel windows cleaned
S with a hundred eyes, and she could i
the gay colors1 Of the throng /,
/ the amphitheater. I
One by one cottage doors were !
,cked, as at the toll Of the bell their
mates hurried off to meeting.
1t came upon Cynthia presently ]
bat in the vast, lighted stiffness she i
,as a creature alone. Alone in her
.ree-vaulted cathedral, the wash of
ne waves came to her rhythmically, a
II. was rather eerie. She 0
lughed softly at the strangeness Of O
Re situation. She would go to the &
pper yeranda and read, she decided,
)me thrilling magazine tale that z
ould put from her mind for the time
npty locked houses and queer rustling q
FUNDS in the grass.
She found the designated button "
nd pressed 1t, so that when she came n
the top of the stairs the hall was
GIFTED to receive her. She left it so t
Id went out to her favorite seat In II
le hammock. The tale was most Il
osorbing; In its perusal she forgot d
Ie Assembly, the absent friends, the 81
,ry balcony upon which she was sit h
ng.
Enthralled. she pen lower over the II
and then-Cynthia stretched
nth her hands; a deep, impenetrable
enveloped her, darkness W
'ound about, darkness az she strained So
eyes above. As realization came
her heart resumed its normal ST
.ating. OF course, it was he cleo L
which had failed: in a mo OF
emf IT would be on again.
But far away twinkled the lights OF G
e hotel. and the amphitheater was W
III brilliant. Cynthia remembered III
lcomfortab1y the large sum of money W
f~- bsD e.