The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-06-27
.SMh,snsox .Nvseethe0zt4 By Mabel MeEIhott
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SYNOPSIS

UOns tO Eutc WnCIl sHC Ah"EEhSS MICHAEL HEATHEROE, young riding instructor who comes into title and fortune. Katharine's father is rich and her stepmother 10 snobblsh.
 The night following his mar. riage Michael Is injured in trAf flc accident and when he regalns consciousness his memory Is i'm. paired. He forgets the marriage. Katharine hcart-broken, believes he Inns deserted her. She goes to New Mexico with friend, start. ing secret annulment proceedings meantime.
 SALLY MOON, who has snar- cd Michael Into sort of engage
 mcnt, unaware of hls marriage to Katharine, makes plans for a wedding. During q rehearsal of tho ceremony Michaeps memory returns. He explains to Sally and her father what has happened, sets off immediately for New Mexico. Finally he arrives at the inn where Katharine is staying.
 CHAPTER xL Katharine hadn't wanted, really, to go on the motor trip with the Millard's. Dirk Willard and his handsome, resourceful, managing Hilda had been very inslstent, how ever, It was to be Q two-day picnic in the mountains. Oh, but they of- ten did 1t! And they were going east soon--Dirk was having q show on Fifth avenue, and this would be their last chance. Miss Strykhurst really must come. Evelyn Vincent, too. Frank Willard, Dirk's big, handsome brother, q football play err at Berkeley, was going along. Frank had fallen for" Katharine, Hilda said enthusiastically. The party would simply be spoiled If Katharine did not come.
 More to please Evelyn than for any other reason, the girl had con- scented. Frank Millard's attentions were not unpleasant: indeed, she found herself liking tho big fellow with the rich, scalloped, golden hair and the beautiful profile.
 She went.
 They had tents and bedding Solls; they had de luxe equipment of cups and plates and spoons and forks, all neatly fitted into a great leather case strapped on the side Of the big touring car. There was space fin the trunk at tho back for their few bags. It was all very gay and casual and Bohemian.
 After the sun of Roanne the green of the mountains was cool and grateful. Streams tinkled in unexpected places. Dirk brolled bacon and made coffee and Hildn asked Frank to open Jars of caviar and produced saltcd crackers and jellies from nowhere. A do luxe picnic.
 They had their skotchlng things and the days were full, what With trout fishing and chatter and bath ing in orystal-cool rivers and play ing Dirks pet gramophone which went with him wherever he went.
 "He took it with him to Russia last year." Hilda said. Imagine, my dear, Russia"
 She talked necessarily, spreading her hands, punctuating all her Ren- tences with gestures and lifted eye brows and smiles. Almost, in this amusing company, Katharine for got what tho summer and tho early days of autumn had been like. She enjoyed it and thought she wished 1t could go on forever.
 Frank Willard worshiped her with his eyes and his inarticulato words. The others smiled on them benignly, as though they saw TO. mai htaa0ANatn nAA nt0 A of 1t.
 Tho two days passed seronely enough. There had never been such dawns and sunsets. The food was marvellous. You slept eight long hours, wrapped in an army blanket and woko to dash your face with cool mountain water and fall woiflshly on toast and coffee. eggs and bacon.
 But the Miilards admitted re- luctantly that they had to turn their faces toward tho ranch and Roanne. Dirk had work to do be- fore he left for tho east. So tho big car was packed again; tho women. in riding brooches and jer- seys with handkerchiofs knotted at their throats, helped.
 Katharine wore c lemon-yellow sweater, and her old jodhphur brooches were shabby and stained. She sat on q rock, both russet boots stretched out before her, drinking coffee from an onameled cup. Her fair hair was ruffled; there was q deep apricot tinge on her rounded cheeks. Tho pale girl who had alighted from the eastern train q few weeks ago could scarcely have been recognized in this bronzed Aurora.
 Fun! It's been marvellous" she said simply to tho blond giant at her feet. "I never in my life had such Q glorious time."
 Honestly do you mean it?" E Frank Willard wanted to know. T mean it's swell if you do. because we do thls all the time and you're staying forever, aren't your
 ."Oh, l don't know about that!" She was laughing, but some inner terror for an instant darkened her eyes and chilled her smile.
 It was sweet to be admired, to be the center of this agreeable group. Why couldn't this be enough for her? Why should her thoughts go marking back to one man, out of all the world who had fiouted her?
 Frank drove on the homeward drive and the three insisted that she sit beside him in the front seat. Hilda was heavily tactful about this; Katharine didn't mind. They were nice people and they