The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-11-25
Dana Was Young and
 Romantic; Two Men Wanted to Marry Her Start the Story To-day
CHAPTER I

CHAPTER
 SLENDER girl with a charming, eager face and rich "A chestnut hair took her travelling case from taM driver and stood holding until the rattle of the cab dleo down the quiet street She thought looking up at the big weatherbeaten old building in front of her, that It looked very weary almost as though It were reaoy o give up
 There was nothing familiar about it. Nothing even fanty resembling the house of which she had dreamed since she was child.
 She had asked the cab driver, puzzled You're sure this is the Cameron home? Mrs. Willard F. Cameron, you know"
 sYes miss know the place we'll"
 And so Dana westbrook had climbed out. And now she stood staring up at the old house supported y nm mense Corinthan columns that had once been "lCe anu only dirty gray.
 Sobery she picked up her light case and opened the old iron gate saggng dejectedy on rusty hges Anu then up the long, brick walk from which many orlckS were conspicuously missing. moment later she pulled down the ancient bronze bell hollow peal, which she knew must be resounohg hideously within, greeted her.
 The door was opened Very little at first, though bv cautious hand And then wider permitting the face of an lady peep through She had gray halr drawn back neatly and blue eyes that held hint of surprise in them.
 METHODIST, Dana put down her travelling case There joyous note in her voice: you're Grand mother Cameron, aren't you?"
 "oodness me- mol" The old lady's voice rose in pro- test Then 'Why you must be Dana. Come in, my dear And where your grandmother? She went to meet you
 'I don't know You see hadn't the faintest idea what my grandmother looked like No one seemed to be looking for me, and so got cab and came out
 .Yes of course" said the old lady, her eyes darting anxiousy from Dana to the door. "Im afraid though your grandmother won't like it. You see, in our family we always meet trains And it is rather reflection on us that you should home for the first time n twenty odd years in cab"
 sFor the first time" Dana corrected her, her eyes x dancing in amusement.
 "Yes yes. But you are so like your mother" Sud 6nY1v She strained her close and gave her quick birdike peck on each cheek Kisses that were somehow not without warmth.
 "You're Aunt Ellen!" Dana exclaimed. T should have known because you exactly as my mother de- scribed you to me-only-"
 "Only older" The shy blue eyes smiled understand ingly.
 Tt doesn't matter if you're sweet" Dana said quickly.
 "Thank you child. There, hear your grand1noth- CTS car."
 Dana heard it, too. It evidently old, just as everything else around here was. The automobile was making great deal of noise as it up the drive. DANA'S heart was suddenly beating much faster. She D thought of something her mother had said to her which she had never forgotten Most people have been frightened by your grandmother for she rather stern person, Dana. But was never really frightened until until the last Because knew she loved me very much
 Dana had puzzled over the words until the last" It was not until she herself almost grown that she had learned what her mother meant
 It was this knowledge and the realization that she about to face the stern old lady that caused the blood to mount swiftly to Danas face and her heart to beat wildly. In that moment she wished uphappiy that she had kept the between herself and this queer old house.
 There were hard firm steps outside. Her aunt rushed to the door.
 "Sarah!" began harsh voice
 "Sarah's busy. Tuesdays wash day, you know Agatha" Aunt Ellen said apologetically T opened the door for-for Dana" Her voice broke in excitement
 Dana had risen. She walked courageously toward the newcomer of her uncertainty and unhappneSS showing in her eyes.
 The old lady who had entered the big, gloomy room had almost white hair aquine features and dark eyes that burned in thin face She stared down at Dana fercely, terribly.
 "Im very glad you've come" she said but made no move forward.
 'The child has come long way and is very tired" Aunt Ellen said in gentle, troubled tone.
 "Yes, yes" muttered the old lady. "she must want to go to her room" < CRANDMOTHER CAMERON sank into chair heavily " her breeding eyes fixed familiar pattern of the rug. She sad without lifting her eyes, "You welcome here We hope you will be happy You must excuse me for not accompanying you to your room but too, very tired" ITOnonrrOxxy. Mrc