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KATHLEEN NORRIS
it was a perfect life for the old
man; it was only lately that he begun
uneasily to suspect that they would
some day want something more, that
they would some day tire of empty
forest and blowing mountain
rldge,
CHAPTER I.—With his two daughters,
Alix and Cherry, the latter just eighteen
years old, and his niece, Anne, Doctor
Strickland, retired, is living at Mill Val
ley, a short distance from San Francisco.
His closest friend is Peter Joyce, some
thing of a recluse. Visiting in the, vi-.
cinity, Martin Lloyd, - mining engineer,
fall's in love with and secretly becomes
engaged to Cherry.
CHAPTER Il.-While the family is
speculating as to Lloyd’s intentions. Cher-
ry-brings him t.o supper, practically an
nouncing her engagement to him.
CHAPTER III.—Doctor Strickland feels
Cherry is too young to marry and urges
her to wait at least a year, But the girl
coaxes him into agreeing to an immediate
wadding i and the ceremony takes .place,
tha couple leaving at once for El Nido,
where Martin is employed.
CHAPTER IV.—The honeymoon days
over, Cherty-begins to feel a vague dis
satisfaction with Martin and the monot
ony of her daily life.
O.
CHAPTER. V.— At Mill Valley, Justin
Little, lawyer; becomes engaged to Anne,
the wedding; being set for September,
some months'‘distant. .‘ 1! " -- ! ‘~ z ' 1
the door with such noiseless haste.
There was nothing to run for! But it
was as if she feared that the joy with
in her might escape into the moonlight
night that was so perfumed with
lilacs and the scent of wet woods. She
was afraid that it was all too won
derful to be true, that she would
awaken in the morning to find it only
a dream, that she would somehow fall
short of Martin’s ideal—somehow fail
him—somehow turn all this inagic of
moonshine and kisses into ashes 'and
heartbreak.
:She was a miser with her treasure,
already; she wanted to fly with it,
and to hide it away, and to test its
reality in secret, alone, rShe Jiad
' cbme running'll froiri the .wonderiand
'down by the gate, just for this,"just
to prove to herself that it would not
evanish, in the. .commoriplficeriess of the
Alix visits Cherry ; shabby hall, would, not disappear' be
at ‘El Nido arid the two girls coax Mar- I f^.p fhp evewdov contact of everyday
tin-into allowing Cherry to go homa for W ie the everyday contact or eveiyuay
tindinto allowing Cherry to go home for
Ante’s wedding.
CHAPTER...VI.—In her father's house
Cherry contrasts the peaceful, happy life ,
there with her rather sordid existence at •
El Nido 'arid 'realizes that her marriage
ha^ been T^bitfething of a failure. Doctor
Strickland, feeling .that Cherry is not be
ing,.‘fair to Mai-tiYi,' in that she is unduly
prolonging; tier visit after Anne’s wed
ding, urgei her to return to her hushaudo
She;makes preparations for her departure.
CHAPTfi^ VII.—Peter Joyce ’tells Cher
ry he haafhadl one -“g-rand -passion” in l\is
life; but the. woman .was not for him. He.
does not reveal'her name; Cherry rejoins
her’ husband,', h I - - - -
cttAPT^R' Vlli;—The young wife's' dis-’
satisfaction, increases and,..there,is.an. al
most. open - break. Martin has a brief spell
of sickness and something of her Old feel
ing for liim: returns to ,-Cherry.
CHAPTER IN.—Do’ctor fetHcklahd is
stricken suddenly with- what :all perceive:
is a - fatal''illhess. Alix summons Cherry,
to her father's deathbed; After the' doc
tor’s death it is discovered that years ago
he had borrowed, .money from Aryne’?(fa-;
ther' and seemingly' the debt was never
discharged. With accumulated interest
the amount practically consumes all the
money the doctor left. Justin Little
makes it manifest .that he will insist' on
his w’ife’s claims. Ft means that the two
girls are left with practically nothing.
CHAPTER X.-Peter Joyce, who has
been on a trip practically around the
world, returns, not having learned, of the
doctor’s death. He hears of Anna's posi
tion Svlth regard .to the money with deep
disgust. Alix has the home and is mak
ing a fair living'singing. Joyce urges her
to marry him. She. consents, and they
have a simple wedding and go to Joyce's
home to live, ideally happy.
CHARTER XI. — Martin and Cherry
leave El Nido and go to Red Creek, a
change somewhat for the better, but
Cherry retains the old feeling of dissatis
faction. She visits Peter and Alix, and
while there comes to a realization that
she loves Peter. Though she has never
known it, Cherry is the woman whom
Peter had in mind when he told her of
his “grand passion.” He has never
cea sed to love her, and the situation now
bet omes tragic.
CHAPTER XII.—Peter confesses his
love to Cherry, and she admits $ like feel
ing for him. A situation bordering on
hidden guilt is created. In the doctor’s
Bible Alix finds a receipt for the money
he had borrowed. Anne’s claim falls to
the ground and Alix and Cherry are
financially independent Heartbroken over
their tragic position, Peter vainly seeks
a solution which shall make for the mu
tual happiness of Cherry and himself, but
there seems no way.
CHAPTER XIII.—Mrs. North, Martin
Lloyd’s aunt, has her suspicions concern
ing Peter and Cherry and the lovers feel
the danger of the situation.
CHAPTER XIV.—Joyce urges Cherry
to leave Martin and go away with him
to some remote part of the world where
they can live their lives together. She
finally consents, feeling that Alix will for
give, and Peter makes arrangements for
their journey.
CHAPTER XV.—The day of their de
parture arrives. Peter had gone into San
Francisco, where Cherry was to meet him
on the steamer. Actually on her way to
the boat Cherry meets Martin, who has
left his situation at Red Creek and is on
his way to her. Terrorstricken, she man
ages to get word to Peter and goes back
to Alix’s home with Martin. On the way
she musters courage sufficient to tell him
the truth about her feelin^xor him. Mar
tin professes hifnself unable to under
stand her grievances.
CHAPTER XVI.—Apprising Alix of the
situation between himself and Cherry,
Martin Insinuates that someone has been
making love to Cherry. Alix, indignantly
repudiates the Idea, and Martin has no
conception of the real truth. Later, some
observations made by Martin, and her
own 'intuition; force Alix to a realization
of the love existing between Peter and
Cherry. Heartbroken, she passes the
night wandering in the woods, unable to
make up her mind as to (the, course she
will pursue.
CHARTER XVII.—Cherry gets an anon
ymous letter from Red Creek coupling
Martin’s name with that of a woman
named: Hatty Woods. She shows the Jet-
ter to Alix, Md Jheflatter questioning
Martin, he practically admits the truth
of the accusation. Divorce is now openly
talked of. Peter and Cherry arrange tp;gOj
away together Sunday, two days' distant.
CHAPTER XVIII— Saturday morning
Peter realizes 'from Alix’s manner and
ambiguous remarks that she is aware of
the situation. He does not tell Cherry.
Alix and Martin depart for Peter's cabin in
the automobile, leaving Peter and Cherry
to follow them on foot. On the, way, ifiey
are met .by a. woman who; oh the- verge
of hysterics, Informs" them the ear, with
Alix’and Martm, r Ms .gdiia.over a.-preci
pice. Thev fin'd-' Alix d^rid -and Martin so
badly injured that it Is felt death would .
be a’ happy release. '
CHAPTER XIX.—Although hopelessly
crippled The doctors announce that Mar
tin wilb live. Cherry tells Peter she feels
she must devote her life to caring for her
husband, and she and Peter part.
CHAPTER’" .’XN-M-Iin'.Ulfi's"fl-cabin ’Petef
finds aii-note written to him by Alix on the
morning of her death. In the note she
tells him of her intention to commit sui
cide aud take Martin with her. ^Feeling
that lAri^m life is ended;' Peter, with
Alix’s dor. Buck, her constant coijnpaniong-
sets ciT onj a Journey whicl} Jms-.-nu,desti
nation.. an.d Cherry takes un her niartyr-
dcm w|th" her crippled husband.
.things. .•..•...-•:'
Dad was in the sitting room., with
the girls. The doctor’s hpuse^was full
of girls: Anne, his niece,, was twppty-
four; Alix, Cherry’s sisjer, three years
ydunger-Miow sfaid- and uhiharrted
and undesired they seemed tonight to
panting / arid glowing and glorified
eighteen! Apne/with Alix’s erratic
help, kept house- for her uncle, and
was supped to keep a sharp eye. on
Cherry, top. But she .hadn’t been
sharp enough to keep ^lavtiu ; Lloyd
from asking her to' marry fifin' exulted
. Cherry, -as she -stood breathless ' and
laughing in the dark haljway. :
An older woman might have gone
Upstairs, to dream alone of her new
joy, but Cherry thought that it would
be “fun” to join the family, and “act
as if nothing had happened.!’’ She
was only a child, after all.
Consclousiy^or unconsciously, they
had all ,tried to keep her a child, these
threb who' looked up to smile at her
as she came in. One of them, rosy,
gray-headed., magnificent at sixty, was
her father, whose favorite she knew
she was. He held out his hand to her
without closing the book that was in
, the other hand, and drew hex’ to the
wide arm of his chair, where she set
tled herself with her soft young body
resting against him, her slim ankles
crossed, and her, cheek dropped
against his thick silver hair.
Alix was reading, and dreamily
scratching her ankle as she read; she
' was a tall, awkward girl, younger far
at twenty-one than Cherry was at
eighteen, pretty in a gipsyish way, un
tidy as to hair, with round black eyes,
high, thin cheek-bones marked with
scarlet, and a wide, humorous mouth
that was somehow droll in its expres
sion even when she was angry or seri
ous.
Anne, smiling demurely over her
white sewing; was a small, prettily
made little woman, with silky hair
trimly braided, arid a rather pale,
small face with charming and regular
features. Anne had “admirers,” too,
Cherry reflected, looking at her to-
night, but neither she,nor Alix had
ever been engaged—engaged—en
gaged!
“Aren’t you home early?” said Dr.
Strickland, rubbing his cheek against
his youngest daughter’s cheek in
sleepy content. He was never quite
happy unless all three girls were in
his sight, but for this girl he had al
ways felt an especial protecting fond
ness. He had followed her exquisite
childhood with more than a father’s
usual devotion, perhaps because she
really had been an exceptionally en
dearing child, perhaps because she had
been given him, a tiny crying thing in
a basket, to fill the great gap her
mother’s going had left in his heart.
“Mr. Lloyd bad to take the nine
o’clock train,” Cherry answered her
father dreamily, “and/he and Peter
walked home with me!” She did not
add that Peter had: left them at his
own turning, a quarter of a mile away.
“I thought he wasn't going to be at
Mrs. -North's' for dinner." Anhe ob
served quietly, in the silence. She
had been informally asked, to, the
Norths-; for dinner that evening - her
self, and had declined for no other
had been employed in a Nevada mine,
but was visiting his cousin in the val
ley now before going to a new position
in June. In its informal fashion, Mill
Valley had entertained him; he had
tramped to the big forest five miles
. away with the Stricklands, and there,
had been a picnic to the mountain-top,
everybody making the hard climb ex
cept Peter Joyce, who was a trifle
lame, and perhaps a little lazy as well,
and who usually rode an old horse,
with the lunch in saddle-bags at each
side. Alix formulated her theories of
platonic friendships on these walks;
Anne dreamed a foolish, happy dream.
Girls did marry, men did take wives
to 'themselves, dreamed Anne; it
would be unspeakably sweet, but it
would be no miracle!
It was just after that mountain pic
nic that Cherry had come home ; on a
Sunday; as it chanced, that, was her
•eighteenth birthday, and on which
Martin and his aunt were coming to
dinner. Alix had marked the occasion
by wearing a loose velvet gown in
which she fancied herself; Anne had
...conscientiously decorated the table,
had seen' to it that there was ice
/cream, and chicken, arid all the acces
sories that 'inake' a Sunday dinner in
.the country a national institution.
Cherry had done ribthing helpful.
On the contrary,, she had, disgraced
herself and ihfuriated Hong by decid
ing to make fudge the last minute.
Hong had finally relegated her to the
ha&ndry, and it was from this limbo
(Hu- Martin, laughing joyously, extri
cated her, when; s'tibky.and' repentant,
she had called for help. It was Mar-
tin who untied the checked brown
apron, disentangling from the strings
the silky^plR Tendrils, that, were blow
ing over Cherry’s white neck, and
and go away from, the shadow of ML
Tamalpais, and into the world.
Anne, now—was she beginning to
fancy this young Lloyd? Dr. Strick
land was surprised with the fervor
with which he repudiated the thought.
This young engineer, who had drifted
already into a dozen different and dis
tant places, was not the man for staid
little Anne.
“What did you want to see Mr c
Lloyd about tomorrow, Dad?” Cherry
Interrupted his thoughts to ask.
“The rose vine. What did he say
about coming over, Cherry?”
Cherry remarked, between two rend
ing yawns, that Mr. Lloyd was coming
over tomorrow at ten o’clock, and
Peter, too—
“Peter won’t be much good!” Alix
commented. Cherry looked at her re
proachfully.
“You’re awfully mean to Peter, late
ly!” she protested. Her father gave
her a shrewd look, with his good-night
kiss, and immediately afterward both
the younger girls dragged their way
up to bed.
Alix and Cherry shared a bare,
woody-,smelling room tucked away un
der brown eaves. The walls were of
raw pine, the latticed windows, in
bungalow fashion, opened into the
fragrant darkness of the night. The
beds werte really bunks, and above her
bunk each girl had an extra berth, for
occasional guests. There was scant
prettiness in the room, and yet it was
full of purity and charm. The girls,
like all their neighbors, were hardy,
bred to cold baths, long'walks, Simple
that some man had~klssed Cherry to-
night, had held her against a tobacco-
scented coat, and that the girl was a
woman, and an awakened woman at
that. Cherry—kissed a man! Her fa
ther’s heart winced away from the
thought.
Young Lloyd and Peter had walked
home with her. But if Anne was right
in her maidenly suspicions of Lloyd’s
Intentions, then it must have been Pe
ter who surprised little Cherry with a
sudden embrace.
And as he came to his conclusions
a certain relief crept into the old
man’s heart. Peter was an odd fel
low; he was ten years too old for the
child. But Peter was a lover of books
ancf gardens and woods and music, aft
er all, and Peter’s father and this old
man musing by the fire had been “Lee”
and “Paul” to each other since boy
hood. Peter might give Cherry a kiss
as innocently as a brother; in any
case, Peter'would wait for her. would
be all consideration and tenderness
when he did win her.
Cherry, he reflected fearfully, was
as pretty as her mother had been at
eighteen, with the same rounded chin
and apricot cheeks, and the same
shadowed innocent blue eyes with a
film of corn-colored hair blown across
them. She had the strange, the inde
finable quality that without words. aU
most without glances, draws youth
toward youth, draws admiration and
passion, draws life and all its pain.
Her father for the first time tonight
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CHAPTER j.
Cherry SfriwS^ door
of the StiMeklftnd • h^^
behind her, TPlfl^toud .s.Q^w .lie 1 '-
hands biehfil'd her on the knob, and her
slenders body^l^ ^^to/.i
bosom krj$ip£^ .fluUr ^fiPg'
6cstati« breaths. -.^ Alhl'i-o
week ago, had been spreading fanltke
sake stop
head, and
feathered
kisse'd him.
“We’ll never get that back on the
roof, my dear boy,” Alix said mater
nally.
first time. Ar half-past eight she came
out into the gardeig to find her father
tion, kissing the dog's silky
burying both hands in his
collar. “Hello, old Buck !”
“Alexandra, for heaven’s
“Hello, Old Bumpy-dood les I” Said
Alix, Burying Both Hands in Hii
Feathered Collar.
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formated in his heart the thought The g^Q^ of Chapel Hill,
that she might be happily married-
Married—nonsense ! Why; what did
she know of life, of submission and
courage and sacrifice? ’ It would be
years, many years, before the snowy
frills, and the pale gold head, and the
firm, brown little hand"would be ready
hours, and simple, food. In. the soft
western climate they left their bed
room windows open the year round;
they liked to wake to winter damp
and fog. and go downstairs with blue
finger-tips and chattering teeth, to
warm themselves with breakfast and:
the fire.
Alix rolled herself in a gray army
blanket, and was asleep in some sixty
for that I «
Not many hours after he went slow
ly up to bed morning began to creep.
Into the little valley.. Alix,- at her
early; bath, heard quail calling, and
-looked' out to see the last of the fog
vanishing-at eight o’clock, and to get
a iwet rush of fragrance, from the Per
sian . lilac, blooming this year for . the
seconds. But Cherry felt that she was : . .
floating in seas of new joy and utter somewhat ruefully studying the turn-
/bled nuns of the yellow banksia rose.
The garden was still wet, but warm
ing fast; she picked a plume of dark,,
and perfumed, heliotrope, and began to . 5
fasten it in his coat lap'll while she H
delight, and that she would never be
sleepy again.
Downstairs Anne and the doctor sat !
staidly on, the man dreaming with a
knotted forehead, the girl sewing.
Presently she ran a needle through'
her fine White work with seven, tiny
stitches, folded it, and put her thimble
who opened the door for her
who
fingers.
Martin
sugary
and Martin
She Found a Silver-Topped Candy Jai
and the Card of Mr. John Martin
Lloyd.
watched the flying little figure out of
sight with a prolonged “WheW-w-wl”
of utter astonishment. The child was
a beauty.
Her eighteenth birthday! Martin
had beep shown her birthday gifts;
books and a silver belt buckle and a
gold pen and stationery and handker
chiefs. A day or two later she had
had another gift ; had opened the tiny
Shreve box with a sudden hammering
at her heart, with a presage of delight.
She ha^ found a silver-topped candy
jar, and the card of Mr. John Martin
Lloyd, and under the name, in tiny
letters, the words “Oh, fudge!” The
girls laughed over this nonsense ap
preciatively, but there was more than
laughter in Cherry’s heart.
From that moment the world was
changed. Her father, her sister, her
cousin had second place, now. Cherry
had put out her innocent little hand,
and liad opened the gate, and had
passed through it into- the world. That
reason than that attractive Martin hour rias the beginning, and it had led.
Lloyd was presumably not to be there... her surely, steadily, to the other bout
*JIe' wa^i't”’-' -Cherry' said. “He tonight when she had been kissed,
ought he had to go to town "at.six. I : and hpd kissed in return.
st stormed in to give them Dad’s “SO-r-we walk home Wh yDring'
and they teased me to stay.
You knew where I was, didn'it ypu-
: Vad?” ^he- munnufed. ' ' \
men?” mused the doctor, smiling.
“Look here, girls, this little Miss Muf-
fet will be cutting you both out with
that young man, if you're not .care-
“Mrs. North telephoned about six;.
arid sitid you were : there', but she didn't
say that Mr., .Lloyd . whs.’’ An ne. said.,
with a faint hint of discontent in her
tone.
fu!!"
Alix, deep in her story, did not hear
him, bin Anne smiled faintly, -and
faintly frowned as she shook her
head. She considered Cherry sufti-
cihntly precocious without Dricle Lee’s
Alix fixed her bright, mischievous. ,
,«>-« upon: the two, Md M^nWher ' "'-“^^e.l Tolerance,, .
reading for a moment. AliN’s attitude
toward the oppbMtb ’sex' whA one of
calm contempt, putwardly. But-Rhe-
had made rather an exception of. Mar
tin Lloyd,; and, had recently had a
• conversation v0h him oh the subject
,of seps-ihle, i glatopid friepdstHps- : be|
’Tween ' meh arid' women. At the men!
Uqp^Q^ his name she*. looked up. re-
this talk with a liLtie
jpemberin
thrill. ' "
klis name had thrilled Anu0? ^ til-
He would ..have had them always
children, this :: tender, slmpfe, innobent
Dr. Strickland. He was in many
ways A child himself. He had never
made money in his profession / he and
his . wi fe ^ud t he two. tiny girls had
had a hard enough struggle' sometimes.
Amie and her own' father had joined
the 'family- eight tears ago, in' the
same jiear that the^Strickkind’ patent
fire extinguisher, over wfiich theTlbcv
.jo^liad beun. puttering' fort years, had
thongh shr .betrayed no sign of it ag ,’WflM v^ ^
. she ^t-Wetrv niti'Aibg 'W: ih'^IK-lR" 1 '^ liehevej), £pr 3 juiHlon MoL
■ fact, ill 'ffi^!t>f"the"SiriJ'««% qnite l «^’’"vf!’r. l^W ^rt^ ^^
rAdyfto fnirwW witirwiihe-r-ftya; ^“w ' ft- «^ enonej,. ,,^1 more then
/fhwd of them bad nw-setualiytiwie '^"UilM " tt Wew It was. Alter
: .t.rti.'An'w;^ fattwf'cfied it 111011111 that the
^Sj^Vf-i coul( } ^ ve ° n iri'-^he^tirorihl''
' .pouse .flinder itfce Credworids, with his
forma, the ^^ .M^p.^ | ^^..^4 potmen at mane wJ , ( ..„
twentyW IJWles^ ^. 1 x^^ va u w
” t the e'tler girls had writtea her.
She b, m iy ™™‘ W. nricr that | visitlllg frh . ntls ,„ N (11; , ( She
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run
girls'* reading,-fussing WH-b-a new in-'
vention, walking, consulting jWjtfi
Anne, laughing at Alix, and spoiling
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into a case that hung from her order
ly -Torkbas with a long ribbon. : Her father pursed Ms lips, shook
"Wait a minute, Anne," said the doc. his head doubtfully. The' rose, a short
tor, as she straightened herself to rise.
“This young Lloyd, now—what da
you think of him?”
She widened demure blue eyes.
“Should you be. sorry if I—liked
him, Uncle Lee?” she smiled.
The old man rumpled his silver hair
restlessly.
“That’s the way the Wind blows,
eh?” he asked kindly,
“Well—you see how much he’s here!
You see the flowers, and books ’and
notes. I’m not the sort-Jf girl to wear
my heart on my s^eve,” Anne, who
was fond of small observational tags,
assured him merrily^TBut there must
be some fire
smoke!” she e
much
y dear?” he
“You’re not sure,
asked, after some thou
“Oh, no!” she answered. “It’s just
a fancy that persists in coming and
going.” She got tc het feet, saying
brightly, “Well! we mustn’t take this
too gravely—yet. It was only that I
wanted to be open and above-board
with you, uncle, from the beginning.
That’s the only honest way.”
“That’s wise and right!” her uncle
answered, in the kindly, absent tone
he had used to them as children, a
tone he was apt to use to Anne when
she was in her highest mood, and one
the rather
“Cherry,
her for a
resented.
now—” he asked, detaining
moment. “She—-you don’t
think that perhaps Peter admires
her?”
“Peter!” Anne echoed amazedly,
and stood thinking.’
Peter was more than thirty years
old, thin, scholarly, something of a
solitary, the sweet, dreamy, affection
ate neighbor who had shared the girls’
lives for the past, ten years. For some
reason she could not, or would not, de
fine, Anne liked the idea of Cherry
and Peter falling in love—
“Somehow one doesn’t think of Pe
ter as marrying anyone—” she said
slowly, still trying to grasp the
thought. 1
“Peter is a dear fellow,” the doctor
mused. “But Cherry—why, she's bare
ly eighteen! He—I don't suppose he
really ever.kissed her—” The old man
hesitated, began again: “Just fancy,”
he assured her. “Just an old father’s
fear, that she is growing up t.oo.fast!”
.“Because we all, and you especially,
spoil her.” Anne reminded him. smil
ing. “Peter,” she added thoughtfully,
'‘has kissed us all, now and then '”
She stooped for .a dutiful good-night
kiss, and was gone. '
'Downstairs,; the doctor sation,. think
ing. and his face was grave. He was
■ thinking of little Cherry’s good-night
kiss; half an hibrir^ago. She had tested
against his arm. arid he had held her
there, but what had been the thoughts
behind the blue eyes sc near his own?
He refilled with a great rush of fear
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deavor, success crowns the one who is
en- M
best 1
in his particular line.
It is our ambition to have the very best
branches well toward the ridge-pole, a
story and a half above their heads.
But the great wind of yestereve that
had ended the spring and brought in
the summer had dragged it from its
place and flung it, a jumble of emerald
leaves and sweet clusters of creamy
blossoms, across the path and the
steps of the porch. Alix tentatively
tugged at a loose spray, and stood
biting her thumb.
Her attention was distracted by the j
setter puppy who came clumsily gam- |
holing toward her. “Hello, old Bumpy-
doodles!” she said with- rich affeo
handling that brute!” said Peter
Joyce disgustedly, coming up the path.
“I dare say you’ve not. had your break-
fast, either. Go wash your hands!
’Morning, Doctor !”
Father and daughter turned to smile
upon him, a tall, lean man, with q
young face and a finely groomed head,
and with touches of premature, silver
at his temples.
He was a bachelor, just entering
his thirties, a fastidious, critical, ex
acting man by reputation, but showing
his best side to the Stricklands. They
had a Vague idea that he was rich, ac
cording to their modest, standard, but:
he apparently had no extravagant
tastes, and lived as quietly, or more
- quietly, than they did. He liked soli
tude. books, music, dogs, and his fire-
side. The old doctor's, one social en-
.joymept was in visiting. Peter, and.
the younger man went to, no, other
place so steadily . as he .came : to the
Old house under the redwoods.
“ ’Mining, ’ Peter!” .said . Doctor.
Strickland 1 ' now, smiling at hint.
“Haveiyou had yours?
Having' qualified as ' administra
■tor upon the estate of trie late Al
bert Whitfield, late' of Orange coun
ty, North Carolina.,' nofic is ' Hereby
given to ' all ^ersdriS indebted to 'said
estate tb' ; ’settle* same at 'once arid all
D^rSoi)S, having ' clAiins against said
estate' will' pt'esenf them to The un-
'upi'signqd ^pttipeTy' authenticated on
or befbrW’^ 1922 or this riotie
'win b^- plead in bar their recovery.
Tb “r^ ^ttto,’'&y
bank possible. We are endeavoring to
make it the safest, strongest, most accom
modating bank for you, and you will share
in its succes sif you are one of our patrons.
The moer business we get the better it will
be for all of us. Come in and let us explain
all of the advantages of an account at our
bank.
THE PEOPLES’ BANK.
J. W. Bennett
J. M. Cheek
Collier Cobb
E. V. Howell
Lueco Lloyd
Herbert Lloyd
DIRECTORS.
W. R. Lloyd
G. C. Pickard
S. L. Ray
H. A. Tilley
R. H. Ward
L. R. Wilson
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