Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1935-04-24

sand, million, girls, all over tn
country who were dreaming of Hol
; lywood, contracts, admiration, ex
citement.
"She'd not mind marrying a mai
like Van," Gail thought. "She'C
know how to manage him. Sh,
wouldn't want more than he coulC
give! We seem to be grow
ing up pretty fast all of a sudden
She had grown up anyway. She
was woman now, because she
loved a man. 1t made her feel sol
emn, conSecrated. 1t was quite un,
like any feeling she had ever known
before. Deeply. eternally, she was
Dick's-fOr sorrow or joy, their
two lives were indissolubly united.
She could even feel little heart
ache for the gfrlhood she must
leave behind her. Love, marriage,
wifehood-these were solemn things.
Gail experienced a premonitory
pang. 1t was not all fun, saying
gOOd-by to being giddy. free Gail
Lawrence. 1t was not all fun, this
strangely thrilling happiness, fear,
and pain that inundated her heart.
They were still gossiping and idl-
ing comfortably in Ariel's room, and
the old clock in the hall had struck
three, in Sunday stiffness, when
door slammed downstairs. and Gail,
flushed and tumbled, descended to
find Dick himself in the kitchen.
Going downstairs, her heart rose
on wings, and she felt suffOcated,
but when she saw him her mood
experienced a sudden chill. Dick
had on the old tweeds he had
bought at sale two years ago;
his pockets were full of packages.
Suddenly, seeing him so, COM
mOnplace and unexciting, in the
darkened kitchen, Gail found him
Entirely uninteresting; her dreams
melted into every day air, and she
felt ashamed and confused. Dick
Stebbins in ones dreams indeed:
1t was deSecratiOn of their filmy
fabric even to think of him in such
a connection.
He was unloading various cans
and packages from his pockets
deviled ham, cream, rolls, butter.
Gail felt as remote from him as
if she had never seen him in her
life before. He was nothing, no
body; she disliked him because she
had made fool of herself over him
in her own soul.
"Oh. are we picnicking?" she
asked blankly.
aren't we?' he demanded, STOP
ping short.
Her blood rose at once. OF course
they would picnic! She began to
put peeled tomatoes, lettuce, fish
into deep glass jar. Dick Stebbins
Why, he was the same country bov
he had always been. Nice enough.
he salt or the earth.
Dick came to stand beside Gail.
the wrapped packages of coffee and
sugar in his big hand. and she
and dared not look up.
They went up to the old dam, in
he sweetness of the iautumn after
noon. and built their picnic supper
ire on the sunshiny shingle. Phil
sat silent, utterly content, watching
fish line. his handsome, thick
lawrence brows drawn together as
le pondered something that was
ar away from fishing. Ariel and
IAN Murchison were on the shin
lie.
Sam not being at home when the
'lcnic expedition had started, note
lad been left for him, pinned to the
ltchen door. Van. arriving before
sam. had calmly read the note, and {
ad sat down on the LaWrences'
oorstep to await Sans return. Aft q
er which they had followed the I
thers in Vans car, a circumstance
hat added the last touch of felicity I
o the occasion for Gail. She re- q
rendered her old efforts to attract
an, few months ago. the sallies
# wit, the constant attempt to S
muse him. =
Ariel made no such effOrts-not T
he! She simply was, and Van q
rallied her helplessly, irresistibly.
When Ariel went down to walk b
cross the old boards of the dam. II
an followed. Ariel, Gail noted, did "
OF speak much; she never did. Van r
i'd all the chattering. b
The little fire burned hOtly in the
'indless air; long shafts of sunset v
'ere striking level upon the water c