The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1923-12-28
6Y
Janet A.
Fairbank
Copyright by The Bobbs-MerriIl Co.
CHAPTER XVIII
The End of the Rainbow.

a brave determination TO make the
best of things. but she expected the
worst, for Peters panegyrics had not
really shaken her belief that the Unit
ed States had but one city, which, in
daring all for love, she had left be-
hind her. No pioneer wife adventuring
into the prairie wilderness was more
sternly courageous.
The bride and groom spent the last
night of their journey in Detroit, and
arrived In Chicago at sunset of clear
September afternoon.
They had been running through rusty
woods where pale cream-colored sand
hills thrust their stark crests through
brownish underground; 1t was, Ann
thought, too strange to be beautiful,
and yet she looked out Of her window
eagerly. Suddenly the train burst
from enveloping trees, and ran along
the shore of Lake Michigan. 1t lay
on the right-hand side of the railroad,
vast and blue and unfathomable; its
rizon, yet Tapped the low embankment
where the tracks were laid.
In no time at all, Peter was urging
Ann to look at the other side. where
scattered buildings testified to the be-
ginnings of the town, and presently
the train roared on to trestle. while
she looked, and gasped. To her right
was the lake, already familiar to her /;
to her left there lay another sheet
of water, little lagoon, which
stretched from the high embankment
over which the railroad ran, to a dis
tant street. On the street beyond, dig
nified houses with fronts of yellow
ish limestone stood singly, surrounded
by trees.
All day long the sky had been
poignantly blue, with great clouds
like continents adventuring over its
trackless expanse but at shutdown this
pellucid quality was clouded by an
impalpable dust. The sun set royalty,
in banks of fire-edged cloud the whole
west was flushed TO orange and rose.
The car was filled with colored light,
that turned all white things pink
AIMS handkerchief and Peters for
midable collar, with high points which
dug into his cheeks.
"SeeI' Ann cried involuntarily, sit is
high tide"
take, and pointed out TO each other
sails on the blue expanse. AS they
watched, the clouds on the eastern
horizon took on an enchanting rose
cOlored reflection, and the tops of the
amiable waves mirrored 1t, although
their depths remained deeply blue.
But il is very elegant, Peter" Ann
said in a low voice She had not ex.
pected to find anything so metropolitan
in the new city of but one hundred
fifty thousand inhabitants.
'Isn't it?" He. was frankly trium.
plant. perhaps We'll live there some
day. Just be patient, Ann. I'll work
You've never seen anything like the
way I'll work"
We'll work together" Ann declared
stoutly. Indeed, she wanted no bet
ter fate. =
There was time before supper for 8
brief survey of the environs Of the
hotel, so Ann and Peter left their bags
and walked aimlessly about In the
rich light, over echoing wooden side
walks, and up and down innumerable
little flights of steps built to accom-
modate the uneven grades of the
streets. They went into a small parl
across from their hotel, and found 6
bench with a good view of the lat,
afternoon driving which animated
Michigan avenue. Ladies with bout
FAINT skirts leaned elegantly back il
comfortable family rockaways; thei
horses were humanely draped with fl!
nets, and the hired men who drcv,
them lolled at ease upon the from
seats. Gentlemen whose sporting
equipment reminded Ann Of Mr.. Rem
neslyer's, drove pairs of swift long
tailed horses to high buggies witt
great canopy tops folded behind, o
rode briskly down the street on horse
back, in long. light checked trousers
high hats and dark coats, exactly a
they did in New York. Ann was amazed
81 wish Fanny could see this!' sh
exclaimed, from time to time.
After supper Peter suggested tn
play at McVicker's theater, but An
begged to go instead to Colone
Woods museum, where Transparent
strung across the street advertisine
and picturing, the largest woman il
the world, had piqued her curiosity
They went, and gaped at her salts
factorily. What did Ann, in her sir
youthfulness, have in common with
lady weighing an alleged nine hur
dred pounds? When she stood befor
her the contrast piquantly doubled tn
phenomenon's size. The bride an
groom wandered happily among tn
curios and freaks, and Ann wondere
that such perfect comradeship coul
exist. Her eyes shone with Happiness.
and her gaiety dubbed up irrepre.
sibly.
At breakfast the next morning sh
looked across the table at Peter. as
finished off his last buckwheat cak
do hurry" she said impatiently.
what for?"
"Why, Peter. haven't seen yor
shop yet %
Peters happy face clouded. 'There
time enough for that" he said. "YO
had better let me get 1t fixed up b
fore you come"
All AIMS morning radiance fie
"Fixed up?" she echoed Aren't "
partners?"
Peter smiled at her tragic tone. ar