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Ool> Baform Dtsoensar r . P. O. Boa 1U. Atlanta, tta / * * o 1^1 0' '.(> -% ? ' >VlV" \ . ^/l Jio*Oel of the Foothills By ROBERT STEAD Author of "The Cote Vuncher^ ?"The Homesteader*"? "/Teijhbors." etc. Copyright by ROBERT STEAD A. CHAPTER XIII v '? . 'I ?1ft? ' - Sitting on his veranda that evening while the sun dropped low over the mountain? and the sound of horses munching contentedly came np ' from the stables, Grant for the twentieth time turned over In his mind the events of a day that was to stand out as an epochal one In his career. The meeting with the little boy and the quick friend ship and confidence which had been formed between them ; the mishap, and the trip to the house by the river ? these were logical and easily followed. But why, of all the houses In the world, should It have been Zen Transley's house? Why, of all the little boys In the world, should this have been the son of his rival and the only girl he had ever ? the girl he had loved most In all his life? Surely events are ordered to some purpose; surely everything Is not mere haphazard chance! The fatalism of the trenches forbade any other con clusion ; and if this was so, why had he been thrown into the orbit of Zen Transley? He ha^ not sought her; he had not dreamed of her once In all that morning while her child was winding Innocent tendrils of affection about his heart. And "yet ? how the boy had gripped him ! Could It be that In some way he was a small incarnation of the Zen of the Y.D., with all her clamorous passion expressed now in childish love, and hero-worship? Had some Intelli gence above his own guided him Into this environment, deliberately Inviting him to defy conventions and blaze a path of broader freedom for himself, and for her? These were questions lie wrestled with as the shadows crept down the mountain slopes and along the valley at his feet. For neither Zen nor himself had connived at the situation which had made them, of all the people in the world, near neighbors in this silent valley. Her surprise on meeting him at the door had been as genuine as his. When she had made sure that the boy was not seriously hurt she had turned to him, and Instinctively he had known that there are some things which all the weight of passing years can never crush entirely dead. He loved to rehearse her words, her ges tures, the quick play of sympathetic emotions, as one by one he reviewed them. "You! I am surprised ? I had not. known ? M She had become confused In her greeting, and a color that she would have given worlds to suppress crept slowly through her cheeks. "I am surprised, too? und delight ed," he had returned. "The little boy came to me In the field, boasting of his braces." Then they had both laughed, and she had asked him to come In and tell about himself. The living-room, as he recalled It. was marked by the simplicity appro priate to the summer home, with Just a dush of elegance In the furnishings to suggest that simplicity was a mat ter of choice and not of necessity. After soothing Wilson's sobs, , which had broken out afresh In his mother's arms, she had turned him over to a maid and druwn a chair convenient to Grant's. "You see, I am a farmer now." he said, apologetically regarding his overalls. "What changes have come! But 1 don't understand; I thought you were' rich ? very rich ? and that you were promoting some kind of settlement scheme. Frank has spoken of It." ;n "All of which Is true. You see. I am a mnn of whims. I choose to live Joyously." "I know." And It was then that their eyes had met and they had fallen into a momentary silence. "Rut why are you farming?" she had exclaimed, brightly. "For several reusons. But most of All because I love the prairies nnd the open life. It's my whim, and I fol low It." / / "You are very wonderful," she hnd murmured. And then, with startling directness, "Are you happy?" "As happy as I have any right to be. Happier than I have been since child hood." She had risen and walked to the mantelpiece; then, with an apparent change of Impulse, she had tumed nnd faced him. He had noted that her figure was rounder than In girlhood, her complexion paler, hut the sunlight still danced In her hair, anfl her reck less force hud given way to a polsje that suggested infinite resources of character. "Frank has done well, too," she had said. "So I have heard. I am told that he has done very well Indeed." "He has made money, and he Is busy and excited over his pursuit of suc cess ? what he calls success. He lias given It his life. He thinks of noth ing else ? ?" She had stopped suddenly, as though her tongue had trapped her Into say lag more than she had Intended. "What do jrou think of my summer home?" she had exclaimed, abruptly. "Come out and admire the sweet peas," and with a gay little flourish she hnd led him Into the garden. "They tell me Western flowers have a brilliance and a fragrance which the Bast, with ?* ? ? ? nil its advantages, cannot duplicate. Is that true?" "I believe It Is. The East has great er profusion ? more varieties ? but the individual qualities do not seem to be so well developed." ; ' . / < "I see you know something of East ern flowers," she had said, and he fan cied he had caught a note of banter? or was it inquiry? ? in her voice. Then, with another abrupt change of subject, she had made him describe his house on the hill. But he had said nothing of the whim-room. "I must go." he had exclaimed at length^ "I left the horses tied In the Held." "So you must. I shall let Wilson visit you frequently, If he is not a trouble." Then she had chosen a couple of blooms and pinned them on his coat, laughingly overriding his protest that they consorted poorly with his cos tume. And she had shaken hands and said good -by in the manner of good friends parting. \ t The more Grant thought of it the more was he convinced that In her case, as jln his own, the years had failed to extinguish the spark kindled In the foothills that night so long ago. He reminded himself continually that she was Transley's wife, and even while granting the Irrevocability of that fact he was demanding to know why Fate had created for them both an atmosphere charged with unspoken possibilities. He had turned her words over again and ngaln, reflecting upon thike Inquiry. That would be the neighborly thing to do. . But cfriy that afternoon his heart was delighted by the sight of a little figure skipping Joyously over the fur rows toward him. He had Ids hut crumpled in one hand, and his teddy bear In the other, and his face was alive with excitement. He was puffing profusely when he pulled up beside the. plow, and Grant stopped the team while he sot his breath. "My! My! What Is the hurry? I see the foot is all better." "We got a pig!" the lad .nsped, when lie could speak. ; MA pig!" "Yesslr! A live one, too! He's cwfui-bl*. A man brought him in a wagon. That Is why I couldn't come this morning." Grant treated himself to a humble reflection upon the wisdom of childish preferments. { "What are yon going to do with hltar "Eat him up, I guess., Daddy said there was enough wasted about our house to keep a pig, so we got one. ?Aren't you going to take me up?"" "Of course. But first we must put teddy In his place." "I'm to go home at five o'clock," the boy said, when he had got properly settled. The hours slipped fcy all too quick ly, and If the lad's presence did not contribute to good plowing, It at least made a cheerful plowman. It was plain that Zen had sufficient confidence In her fanner neighbor to trust her boy In Ills care, and his frequent ref erences to his mother had an Interest for Grant which lie. could not have analyzed or explained. During the aft ernoon the merits of the pig were sung and re-sung, and at last Wilson, after kissing his friend on the cheek and whispering, "I like you, Uncle Man on-the-Hill," took his teddy bear un der his arm and plodded homeward. The next morning he came again, but mournfully and slow. There were tear stains on the little round cheeks. "Why, son. what has happened?" said Grant, his abundant sympathies Instantly responding. "Teddy's spoiled," the child sobbed. "I set him ? on the side of ? the pig pen, and he fell'd In, and the big pig et him? ate him ? up. He didn't 'zact ly eat him up, either ? Just kind of chewed him, like." "Well that certainly Is too bad. But then, you're going to eat the pig some day, so that will square It, won't it?" ( i) ? .. * "I guess It will," said the boy, brightening. "I never thought of that." "But we must have a teddy for Prince. See, he Is looking around, waiting lor It. Grant folded his coat Into the shape of a dummy and set It upon the hames, and all went mer rily again. That afternoon, which was Satur day, the boy came thoughtfully and with an air of much Importance. Delv ing Into a pocket he produced an en velope, somewhat crumpled In transit. It was addressed, "The Man-on-tlie HIII." Grunt tore It open eagerly land read this note: ^ - "Dear Mnn-on-the-Hlll : That is the name Wilson culls you, so perhaps you will let me use It, too. Frnnlc Is to be home tomorrow, and will you come and have dlnntr with us at six? My father and mother will be here, and possibly one or two others. You had a clash with my men-folk once,, but you will And them ready enough to make allowance for, even If they fall to understand, your point of view. Do come. ZKN. "P.S. ? It Just occurs to me that your associates In your colonization scheme may want to clnlm your time on Sunday. If any of them come out, bring them along. Our table Is an extension one. and Its capacity has never yet been exhausted." Although Grunt's decision was made at once he took some time for reflec tion before writing an acceptance. He was to enter Zen's house on her Invi tation, but under the auspices, so to speak, of liushund and parents. That was eminently proper. Zen was a sensible girl. Then there was a ref erence to that ancient squabble in the hay meadow. It was evidently her plan to see the hatchet burled and friendly relations established all round. Eminently proper and sensible. He turned the sheet over and wrote on the hack: "Dear Zen : Delighted to come. May have a couple of friends with me, one of whom yoti have seen before. Pre pare for an appetite long denied the Joys of home cooking. I). G." It was not until after the child had gone home that Grant remembered he had addressed Trunsley's wife by her Christian name. That was ttie way lie always thought of her, and It slipped on to paper quite naturally. Well, It couldn't be helped now. Grunt unhitched early nnd hurried to his hous* and the telephone. In a few minutes he had hinder on the line. "Hello, Milder? I want yon to go to a store for me and buy a teddy-bear." The chuckle at the other end of the line irrltuted Grant. Llnder had a strange sense of humor. "I mean It. A big teddy, with elec tric eyes, lind a deep bass jrrowl. If they make 'em that way. The best you can get. Fetch It out tomorrow afternoon, and come decently dressed, for once. Bring Murdoch along if you can pry him loose." Grant hunz up th* receiver. "Stupid chap. Under, some ways," he mut tered. "Why shouldn't I buy a teddy bear If I wunt to?" Sunday afternoon saw the arrival of Llnder and Murdoch, with tb*? larg est teddy the town afTorded. "What Is the big Idea now?" Under demand ed, as he delivered It Into Grant's bands. ' "It is for a little boy I know who has bean bereaved of his first teddy by the activities of the family pig. You will renew some '? pleasant ac quaintanceships, Under. You remem ber Transley and his wife? Zen, of the Y.D.?" "You don't say ! Thanks for that tip about dressing up. I may explain," Linder continued, turning to Murdoch, "there was a time; when I might have been an also-ran in the race for Y.D.'s daughter, only Transley beat me on the getaway." "Yon !" Grant exclaimed, incred ulously. ( "You, too!" Linder returned, a great light dawning. - | , Promptly at six Linder drew his auto mobile up In front of the Transley summer home with Grant and Mur doch on board. Wilson had been watching, and, rushed v down upon them, but before he could clamber up on Grant a great teddy-bear was thrust Into his arms and sent him, wild with delight, to his mother. "Look, mother! Look what the Man-on-the-Hlll brought ! See ! He has flre in his eyes!" Transley and Y.D. met the guests at the gate. "How do, Grant? Glad to see you, old n:nn," said Transley, shaking his hand cordially. "The wife has had so many good words for you I am almost jealous. What ho, Linder ! By all that's wonderful ! You old prairie dog, why did you never look me up? I was beginning to think the Boche had got you." Grant introduced Murdoch, and Y.D. received them as cordially as had Transley. . "Glad to see you fellows back," he exclaimed. "I al'us said the Western men 'ud put a crimp In the kaiser, spite o' h ? 1 an* high water!" "One thing the war has taught us," said Grant, modestly, "Is that men are pretty much alike, whether they come from west or east or north or south.- No race has a monopoly of heroism." "Well, come on In," Transley beck oned, leading the way. "Dinner will be ready sharp on time twenty min utes late. Not being a married man, Grant, you will not understand that reckoning. You'll have to excuse Mrs. Transley a few minutes; she's holding down the accelerator In the kitchen. Come In ; I want you to meet Squlggs." ' Squlggs proved to be a round mah with huge round tortoise-shell glasses and round red face to match. He shook hands with a manner that sug gested that in doing so he was mak ing rather a good fellow of himself. "We must have a little lubrication, for Y.D.'s sake," said Transley. pro ducing a bottle and glasses. "I sup pose It was the dust on the plains that gave these old cow punchers a thirst which never can be slaked. These be evil days for the old-timers. Grant?" "Not any, thanks." "No? Well, there's no accounting for tastes. Squiggs?" "I'm a lawyer," 3ald Squiggs. "and as booze Is now ultra vires I do my best to keep it down," and Mr. Squiggs beamed genially .upon hit pleasantry and the full glass In his hand. "I take a snort when I want It and I don't care who knows it," said Y.D. "I al'us did, and I reckon I'll keep on to the finish. It didn't snuff me out In ray youth and Innocence, anyway. Just the same, I'm admlttln' It's bad medicine in onskillful hands. Here'* ho !" ' The glasses had Just been drained when Mrs. Transley entered the room, flushed but radiant from a strenuou* half hour iri the kitchen. "Well, here you are !" she exclaimed *So glad you could come, BIr. Grant. Why, Mr. Llnder! Of all people ? This Is n pleasure. And Mr. ?" "Mr. Murdoch," Transley supplied. "My chief of staff; the man who persists In keeping me rich," Grant elaborated. "I mustn't keep you waiting longer. Dinner is ready. Dad, you are to carve." "Hanged If I will ! I'm a guest here, and I stand on my rights." Y.D. ex ploded. "Then you musf do it. Frank." "I suppose so," said Transley, "al though all I get out of a meal when I have to carve is splashing and pro fanity. You know, Squiggs, I've flg. ured It out that this practice of re quiring the nominal head of ?'ie house to carve has come down frtia he days when there wasn't usually enouxh to go 'round, and the carver had to make some fine decisions, and, perhapti, maintain them by force. 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