The Washington times., 1924-02-08

| It frightened her, seeing tbs
flushed eagerness in his eyes
Then he would bend down and
kiss her and laugh at her. She
grew radiant, sure OF his love
Now, when she spoke Of the
shiny little place still waiting
for them," he moved uneasliy-
took q long harsh breath.
"Yos-yes, Ii It? Well"
She answered with a high. ner.
vous laugh: I'VE might have
moved in next month"
He pressed her hands-hurt her,
he pressed them 80 hard. After a
throbbing pause he said: "SOrne.
things got to happen. That's
sure !.
1t was August-the month they
had planned for their vacation. NO
need to give that up--they could
still have this joy together. So
Chiclxie induced Jonathan and her
mother to take q cottage on the
river.
"And I'll come UP and be your
swain and row ye nDout and teach
YOU much wood lore" Ho 'crOSs-
ed his arms about her shoulders.
"Chiclle, don't fall for anyone
else till get there-wiu YEP
II think sometimes, Barry, that
you love me more now. Do you"
Right ye are! 1t was enough
before"
Their cottage chung to the
wnOded slOne midway between
the canyon floor and the top OF
redwood trees. In the first week
Jennie went about hurnming to
herself, standing on the porch,
signing: Smell those strees! Isn't
the air, soft?" She laughed at her
fancy. 'Chiclxie, dear, God must
be very close. It's SO. beautiful =
II think He's perched in that
branch up there, Jennie darling.
Sometimes / feel Him staring
down.
Jonathan, his great legs
sprawled before him, smoked his
pipe, went for the mail, made the
fire In the kitchen stove. Or,
sometimes, feeling great young
strength In his muscles, he sawed
huge logs and called Chickie to
watch the adFoitness of his stroke.
She lay in a hammock, her head
in her folded arms, going happily.
at bit of blue sky that seemed
dropping, like a scarf. between
swaying branches. She though;
with a rush Of expeetance. DAY
after tomorrow She already had
picked out the paths where they
would walk; the pool In the river
where they would swim. She
imagined him rushing to her with
an excited: "Well--they've sent
word! It's going through" They
were always waiting for that
expecting 1t.
He came on Saturday. Oh she
made herself so pretty--white
shoes and stockings-dress Of rose
and a great, dropping hat. Even
the pert, audacious youngsters OF
fifteen and sixteen--all of them
dolled and powdered and ruffled
20 that they looked like a gaudy
field of flowers-stared at
The sweet. wistful grace Of her
Is she waited at the station.
She scarcely noticed them. She
strained her eyes down the track,
her breath as the whistle
roared as an immense whirling
feather Of smoke circled upward,
First to get off---hurrying
toward her--suitcase. books, boxes
Of candy-young face vital with
eagerness. He saw her-jabt,ed
her arm because his hands were
filled with bundles Hello,
dear"
She laughed, unable to speak,
walked with him through a lane
Of trees and glancing up found
his mouth, full-cut and sweet.
at her daringly.
Don't Barry! I'm too happy
1ow!'
He laughed why not, fraiI.
rhis is a near honeymoon, you
InoW"
And it seemed to Chicxie that
hey had indeed, entered a Garden
4 enchantment. He was full of
'uoyance. They walked, they
wan, they padded about the
iver-early in the morning
ate at night. A thousand eos-
amer threads woven Of sunlight
I water, Of moonbeams dropping
them through trees pound
hem together. Sometimes af
light they walked through the
anyon-a sacred bush whispering
Ongs In their ears. He put~.his
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