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Show A' PIUTE COUNTY NEWS. JUNCTION. UT AH , 'X "s. went to a banquet In my life. u I dont know what forks to use, and I never saw a finger bowl I" Amos grinned. - "Whats the use of being a scholar, If that sort of thing bother you?" "I might get a book on etiquette and polish up," (aid Lydia,' thoughtIll get one tomorrow, and fully. practice on the family. Amos groaned, but to no avalL Lydia borrowed a book ou etiquette from the library and for a week Amos ate his supper .with an array of silver and kitchenware before him that took hla appetite away. He rebelled utterly at using the finger bowls, which at breakfast were porridge dishes. lAzzle, however, was apt and read the book Thousands of wotnen give old garso diligently while Lydia was in class ments and make drapea that she was able to correct Lydia aa and latest colors, and beautiful'all furnishings bright well as Amos at bight - to -thanks So home f dyeing. Ma Norton had Insisted ou making can you bow It saves fun, Its at)d Lydia a white mull. graduation dress. tnoneyl She would not let either Lizzie-oDeep-dyerich colors or daintiest Lydia help her, She had been daughter-huSo easy, If you Just, use real tints. ngry. all be; life azd since she Diamond dyes- - do, a perfect job made- - her own wedding gown, no bit dye. , on fabric right over other colors. any of sewing had given her Jtho satisfac; easy utf washing Dye anything tion that this did. DiaFREE: now at any So It. was that ,Lydia, wearing the of mond full suggesDye .Cyclopedia, mull under her scholars gown, and with the precepts' of the book on tions, with simple directions, actual piece-good- s color samples, etc. Or etiquette in her mind, attended the strife for big. Illustrated book Color Scholars banquet, timidly but not with the that she Craft free DIAMOND DYES, Dept Nil, Burlington, Vermont. might otherwise have felt. left her at the door of the hall Billy and Professor Willis took her In to dinner. There were only two other women there, but Lydia did not mind. Maks it NEW for IS .When Professor Willis was called ou for his toast, which was the last one, he responded : My toast Is to all scholars, everywhere, but also to one Bcholar lu particular. It Is to one who was boro with a love of books, to one who made books good- books so- .Intimate a part of her life that she made poverty a blessing, who combined books and living so deeply that she read her OKI EMahllshrd Cowpany Constantly ff commnnlty-Aright- , new products of proven merit desire when others failed Representative. Write for booklet, Reviprator to do so, toibne who 'la a scholar In Co., Revifator Bid's., San FiancUco, Callf- the truest kense of the word a book lOUR TFETJI lover with a vlslpu. I drink to the Write for SAVK FUSS book tolTIhg all about ot the mouth. PYORP.HEA Ixnd die .youngest And sweetest scholar of us PUBLIC DENTAL. SERVICE. Arcadia, Neb. all 1" and he bowed to Lydia. IIow 'she got through the congratulations and out to Billy, patiently waiting at the main campus gate, Lydia was not sure, for' she was quite drunk For homing or ienlv tide, with surprise and pleasure. After end to PTtiwve inflammation and goreneuQM Mitchell she had told it all to Billy, and once Jye Salve, eccordfrg to direction. Soothing, he aim. more they were standing under the BT7CXTL HATX pine at the gate, she said: 147 Weverly piece law York Billy, will you go up with father and Lizzie and me to open up the Deserved Tribute three hundred and twenty acres?" "Theres Billy answered slowly. to Famous Race Horse nothing Id like better. I was born to A tablet marking the grace of Goldbe a farmer. But, Lydia, it looks to me as If, as a lawyer, Id be a more smith Maid, queen of American trotuseful citizen, the way things are now ters, who set a. record df''2:14 for the In the country. mile at Boston inT8T4'and died In Lydia shook her head. "Weve got ISSo, was unvoted at Tienton, N. J., too many lawyers In America. What in the presence of. Gov. A. Harry I think America needs is real love of Moore and. a distinguished' gathering America. And it seems to me the best of women and men prominent in sport way to get it Is to identify oneself and society.- The famous trotter is with the actual soil of the community. buried on a farm, adjoining, the TrenThat you and I, ton fair grounds. I What I want is this. "We are here today to pay tribute upon the ground where poor John Levine did such wrongs, build us a home. to the horse, said Governor Moore. I dont mean a home as Americans Just a horse, and yet it gave the usually mean the word. I mean well best that was In it. And that Is a try to found a family there. Well lesson for all human beings." send the roots of our roof tree so deep The tablet was given by A Trenton Into the ground that for generations Goldsmith Maid was sportsman. to come our childrens children will owned by Henry M. Smith, a banker, be found there and our family name and earned $3(54,200 for him In a will stand for old American ldeajs In reign of seven years on the American the community. I dont see how else tracks. . we Americans can make up to the world for the way weve exploited America." GRY Billy stood with his arm about the slender "scholar." there Suddenlyflooded In upon him the old, old call, the call that hud brought his Pilgrim forefathers across the Atlantic, the call that was as old as the yearnlug for freedom of the soil. Prepared Especially for Infants Lord!" he cried, how glad Ill be and Children of All Ages to go up there! Think of beginning our life together with such a dream! Mother! I believe John Levine would be Fletchers Castorla has glad, If he knew, said Lydia, wist- been in use for over 30 years as a pleasant, harmless substitute for Casfully. I know he'd be glad. . . ' . Lydia, tor Oil, Paregoric, TeethlngDrops and do you love me, dear? Soothing Syrups. Contains.no narcot"Love you! Oh, more than all the ics. Proven directions are on each world! You know It, dont you?" , package. Physicians everywhere rec"I know It, but I cant believe It" ommend if. " The genuine bears signature of His arm tightened around Lydia and as on Just such an evening, four years before, he said : "What a wonderful night! A wonderful night, Indeed! Sound aud scent of bursting summer. Syrln-ga- s MAGNriTld BELT la greatest health coming as lilacs weut The lake, THE of recent yean Buy direct of on the shore. The lazy Invention manufacturer and 'save UAGNACO CO., croak of frogs and the moon sinking tit Sutter St. San Franolsco. Calif. low over the cottage. Above them the FOR pine, murmuring as of old. Life and the year at the full. A wonderful fa night. Indeed ! THE END.) I V- - V,-- '. . f the Pines uYta By WKTJ ' Brv!c , Billy seems to notice it. CHAPTER XIX The Youngest Scholar If Amos was not happy after Lydia's concession, at least ahe never hud seen him so Interested In life os he was now. Nor had Kent ever been more considerate of Lydia. All .this, Lydia told herself, should hove mode her happy, and yet she was not. Billy, came to see her as usual, and took her to an occasional dance. But he was not the friend of Id. And the change was not In any neglect of things done,. It was In his. way of looking at 'her; In his long silences when he studied her face with grieved, fizzled loojf that made her frantic; it) his ceasing to talk over his work with her with any air of most of all In Ms ceasing to I ally her that Inalienable earmark of the attitude of the lover towafil the hefdved. March was long und bleak that year, but April came lu as sweetly as a silver bugle call. Lydia heard the first robin call, on her way home from college. She lin'd wulked up the road ahead of Billy, her Mack scholars gown fluttering. Once he would have run to overtake her, but now he plodded along a block behind, without a sound. Lydia did not panse at the cottage gate. The call of the robin was In her blood and sbe swung on up the road, past the Norton place and Into the woods,' There wns a log at hand and she sat down, threw her mortarboard on the ground and rested, chin cupped In her hands, lips parted, eyes tear dimmed. She was weary of thought. She only knew that the aplrltunl rightness jwlth ..which shft had sustained her mind and body through nil the hard years of her youth had gone wrbng. ' She only knew that a loneliness of soul' she could not seem to endure was robbing her of a youth that as yet she nad scarcely tasted. Suddenly there was the sound of hasty footsteps through the dead leaves. I.ydla Jooked up. Billy was striding toward her. She did uot speuk, nor did he. Is strode .to the Jog, stooped, and drew I.ydla to her feet. Then he lifted her, scholar's gown and all, In his anna, "and kissed her fq)l on the lips, klssea'Wrlong and pn&louutely, then looked deep Into her eyes and held her to him untll.l)0t could fee 1 his heart heating full and quick. For Just a moment I.ydla did not stir, then she threw her arms around his neck, hid her face , against his shoulder and clyng to him with an Intensity that made him trtnnble. 5 Billy slipped his hunt) under Lydlaa cheek and turned her fftce so that he could look Into her eyes. At what he saw there Ills own firm lips, quivered, "I.ydla ! he whlspefed. Then he' kissed her again. "Now," he said gently, with a smile of a quality Lydia. never had seen on ' 'Lis lips, before, ."niny. sweetheart, re 4 yon goTng to be good? "Yes," murmured I.ydla, with a con-- . tmlto jilt In heh voice. "What do you want me to do', Billy?" "I want what you want, dearest. I , want the old Lydia with the vision. lias she come back, or shall I have -' to look for her again?" . .. H stnrted qa If to. take I.ydla in . hls ayms once more, bpt.wltli a sud den rich little laugfli, she stepped awiy. frAm.hliiK here ph, . Billy, dearest I . ,Sf)es ,. I low could you let her wander around . ';l alone so lohgT It didnt .hurt njy cause any for . her to miss me," answered Billy, grimly, "though I didnt realize that ' till ft' moment ago. Stop yoilr trem- hltng, Lydia. I'm here to look out . for you. for the yest of time." . ,,They walked bqck to the cottage In Mldnce, hand n hand. They paused ' ' at the gate and I.ydla pointed through . .. . - thq.ttuJc at the new moon. "Lets wish on It," she said. "Close ' yrotf? eyeft, and wish." Billy closed his eyes. A kiss as soft as the robin's note felt on his Ups and the gate clicked. He opened his eyes Jmi stood looking up the path long cyf'n 'after the door closed, his hat In his hand. Lydia wandered 'Into the dining room quite casually. "For heaven's sake, I.ydla!" cried Amos. "I was just going to start on a hunt for you!" "I took a walk In the woods," ex plained Lydia, "and was gone longer . - . . , . '' -- than I realized.' "Suppers ready. Sit right down." salyl Lizzie, looking at Lydia Intently. "Seen Kent today. Lydia?" she asked. After a moment "Did you speak to me, Lizzie? Lydia inquired. "Yes, I did. I asked If youd seen - No, I havent seen Kent. We bad a qtfla In chemistry today. "Whats that got to do with any-- . thing? grunted Lizzie. But she asked no more questions. , Ma Norton came over during the some yeast. Amos evening was working ove some figures on a bit of ratwr. Lydia was sitting with a text book In front of her. She had cot turned a- leaf in twenty minutes, lt . - a Lizzies actual count s. v "Springs tiere," said ma. Though theres still a blta In the air. Not that 4 I found him Lizzie gave I.ydla a quick look and wondered If aho only Imagined that heh fheeka were tqmlng pinker. 'T cant sit down," ma went on; "Ive got to set this sponge to rise." T11 walk home with you, Mrs. Norton,' sutd Lydia, suddenly. "It seems as If one couldnt get enough of this first spring day." "Do ! Mas voice was always extra cordial when she spoke to I.ydla, Lizzie watched the door close behind the two. "I knew It," she exclaimed. "Knew what? Inquired Amos, looking lip from hla figures. That there was a new moon, answered the old lady shortly, trudging off to her bedroom. "Liz Is getting childish," thought' Amos, returning to his work. Billys mother went Into the kitchen entrance and I.ydla went over to the din) ffkure, on f hi? steps. '"Your "mother told me to speak to you," she said meekly. "I heard her." Billy gave a low laugh. "Come up here In the shadow, sweetheart, and tell me If you ever saw such a moonlit and starlit night." The night was brilliant and Billy, responding to some little petitioning note in Lydias voice, did not offer to touch her but stood looking down at the sweet, dim face turned up to his. She lifted her hand, that thin hand with the work calluses on It, and ran It over Ms cheeks, brushed her cheek against his shoulder, and then ran away. She finished her studying and went to bed early, only to lie awake for hours. At lust she crept out of bed and, as once before, she clasped her hands and lifted her fare to the "Thank you, God!" she heavens. whispered. Then she went to sleep. The next night Kent came out to the cottnge. J.ydlfl dreaded his coming so little that she was surprised. Yet this day had been one of continual surprise to her. She had wakened to a dawn of robin songs, and had dressed with an answering song In her own- - Jieart She was as me who hnd never known sorrow or anxiety. Her whole future lay before her, a dear and unobstructed pathway. For Lydia' bad found' nerself. She was a creature to whom a grgat love and devotion wbreessentlal as motive forces. In turn she hnd given this. In childish form to her mother, to little Patience and to Levine. One by one these had been taken from her and shft had struggled to give this devotion to Kent, hut she could not give where there was no understanding. And now' she saw that for years It hnd been Billy. Billy, who combined all the best of what her mother, her baby sister and Levine had meant to her, with something greatly more the divinity of passion a thing she could not understand, yet that had created a new world for her. 'Kent tossed his hat on the conch and shook his head at Amos. "Dave's not going to get away with it lies got some kind of a row going with the Whisky people and he says we might as well count him out I dont know what to do now." Amos groaned. "Lord, what luck !" "Don't let it worry you," said Lydia calmly. "I made up mind today that .Id go ahead and enter on that land Just as other folks are doing, in the good old way. Im going to make a farm lip there, that will blot out all memory of what. Mr. Levine' did. But Im going to work for it as a homesteader has to and not take any advantage through Mr. .Levines graft. Im going to homestead for that land. There was no escaping the uoie of finality In her decision. Kents face whitened.. He looked up steadily at I.ydla. The sweat stood on his forehead. You know what that means, as far as Im concerned, he said. I.ydla, chin up. gaze never more clearly blue, nodded. "Y'es, Kent, but we never would have been happy. You and Margery were meant, for each other, anyhow. Go to Margery now aud tell her, Kent." "You Kent picked, np hla cap. aren't treating me right, Lydia. I'll talk to you when Im not so sore," and he walked out of the house. I.ydia turned to Amos and Lizzie. "There," she said, happily, "Ive got Kent settled for life!" Into his armchair. Amos sank "Lydia, have you lost your mind! he groaued. Boor "No, I've found It, daddy. dad, dont look as If youd fathered n lunatic! Daddy, lets homestead that land! Lets quit this Idea of getting something by graft. Lets do like our forefathers did. I.et'8 homestead that land I Lets earn It by farming It. Lydias father looked at her, long and meditatively. He was pretty well discouraged about the probability of ever getting a clear title to the land And the through Kent or Marshall. longer he looked at Ly&a the more his mind reverted to New England, to old tales oi the farm on which he and his ancestors had been bred. A man with three hundred and twenty acres of land Is a power In the community," he said, suddenly. ' fcT (ffl Lydia nodded. Arnos began to walk sitting on the front steps with hla the floor. "I'm still a young man. If I had fhe backing thut land gives a cigar, as If It was June. 17 Kent today." HONORE WILLSIE man, I could clean out a lot of rottenness In the state. Even If I only did It by showing what a man with a clean record could make of himself." "Thats Just the polut," cried Lydia eagerly, "and your record wouldnt have been clean If you'd gotten It through Marshall." "If I take Browns offer for the cottage It would leave us enough to get a team, and I bet I could hire a tractor to get to the cleared portion of It this fall. A hundred acrek are clear, you know. I might as well quit the factory now, eh, Lydia?" With a laugh that had a sob In It I.ydla kissed her futher and whirled out the door. Billy was coming In at the gate. She flew down to seize his hand and turn him toward the load. "Lets walk I Ive such quantities to tell you!" Billy turned obediently, but paused In the shadow of the pine. "Lydia, I cant tell you what It means to me. No matter what bigger things may seem to happen to me, nothing can equul the things Ive felt and dreamed today." Then he put his arms about Lydia and kissed her, and she put her arms about his neck and Iqld her head against his shoulder. They stood thus motionless while the pine whispered above them. And in the Intensity of that embrace ull the griefs of Lydias life were hallowed und made purposeful. "Lydia," said Billy, "I want to tell mother and dud. Will you come over home with me now? "Yes," replied I.ydla, "and then we must tell my futher and Lizzie. Oh, fWa.llek A. Stakaa Co.) i t time. Now, let's go and tell lily people, Billy. Out in the night again I Curious how long the short walk to the cottage could be made - Curious how near the stars were heaven Just over the mad where the lovers strolled. Not strange that such ecstasy cannot last forever. The human mind could not bear that heaven-bor- n rapture. too long. Lizzie was mending. Amos was sitting In Ms arm chair, with a bit of paper on which he Was figuring. Lydia flew across the room and dropped on her knees beside him. "Oh, daddy dear, look at me Billy's here and he's always going to be here. Tell us youre glad. . Amos looked up with a jerk. First at Billy, standing stalwart and grave by the table, bis deep eyes as steady as the hand he held out to Lizzie. Then at his daughter, with her transformed face. "But," protested Amos, "I thought It was to be Kent. "Oh, It couldnt have been Kent," exWe never would claimed Lydia. Kent have understood each other. was for Margery." A frown gnthered on Amos face. He did not really wont Lydia to marry anyone. All that had reconciled him to the thought of Kent had been Kent's relation to the Indian lands. And now he discovered that he didnt want to give his daughter to anyone. He threw a Jealous arm about her. "No, you cant have her, Billy," he said. "Nobody shall have her. Shes too good for the best man living.'"'-",- ' Yes, she Is. agreed Billy. "But that Isnt the point.- - The .point Is that I.ydla actually wants me. I dont understand It myself, but she does, and I know I can make her hapry. , I can male her happy myself, said 1 Amos, gruffly. But you havent," retorted Billy. "Look at the way youve acted about this land matter. And, God knows, she deserves to be happy at any cost. Good heavens, when I think of her, It seems to me that nothing could be too much for her. I think of her trudging those miles In her patched old clothes to buy her school books kiddle she was. what a thin, Why, even as a cub, I used to appreciate her. And then when she stood up fefore the hearing, the bravest man among us, and when she got sick s trying to earn those silly My God, Amos, If Lydia wants me, or the moon, or a town lot In South Africa. Its up to you to give It to her." Amos did not reply for a moment. Down through the years he was watching a thin little figure trudge with such patience and sweetness and determination as he seemed never before to have appreciated. Slowly his hold loosened ou Lydias shoulders and he looked Into her face. Do you want to marry Billy?" he asked. "Oh, daddy, yes," whispered Lydia. Amos looked up at the young man, who stood returning his gaze. "Take her, Billy, and heaven help you If you're not good to her, for John Levines spirit will haunt you with a curse. Billy raised Lydia to her feet and the extraordinary smile was on his face. "What do you think about It, Lizzie? he asked. Lizzie, who had been crying comfortably, wiped her eyes with the sock she was darning. Im thluking that anyone that can bring the look to Lydias face she's hours, been wearing for twenty-fou- r deserves her. Rheumatism or no, down I get on my old knees tonight and give thanks Just for the look In that childs eyes. And now for a while, Lydia was content to live absolutely In the presSurely there ent, as was Billy. never was such an April. And surely no April ever melted so softly Into so glorious a May. Apple blossoms, lilac blooms, violets and wind flowers and through them, Lydia In her scholar's gown, hanging to Billys arm, after the days work was done. She seemed singularly uninterested In the preparations for commencement, though she went through her final examinations with credit. But the week before commencement she came home one afternoon with blazing cheeks. Billy was at the cottage for supper and when they had begun the meal,- she erploded her bomb. Lizzie! Dad! Billy! Theyve elected me a member of the Scholars club For the love of heaven !" exclaimed Amos, dropping his fork. "Why not? asked Lizzie. "Lydia, dear, but I'm proud of you," breathed Billy. "Professor Willis told me, this afternoon," Lydia went on, and I laughed at him at first I thought he was teasing me. Why only highbrows belong to the Scholars club! Brexy belongs and the best of the professors and pupils. only a few of the But he says I was elected. I told him lots of students had higher standings than L and he only laughed and said he knew It And Ive got to go to that banquet of theirs next week 1" "Fine! said BlUy. "Fine Why, Billy Norton, I never . big-eye- d prora-clothe- She Had Awaked to a Dream of Robin Songs. Billy, I forgot," as they started down the road, Tve decided to homestead that land." "But why. I.ydla, dear, you're going to he a Inwyers wife. For heaven's sake, let that beastly land go. "No, I'm going to be a pioneers wife!" There was a little pause, then Billy Well, Im not laughed uncertainly. going to tulk about It tonight. Im In a frame of mind tonight where Id promise you to he an Indian chief If you ask It. Mother and dad are In the kitchen." They opened the kitchen door and stepped In. Ia Norton was sitting In his stocking feet, reading the evening paper. Ma was putting away the day's baking. She paused with a loaf of bread In her hand as the two came In, and pa looked over Ms glasses. "Mother and dad, srUI Billy, uncertainly, "I Ive brought Lydia home to you ! Look at her, dad ! Isut she a peach I. j dia stood with her back against the door, cheeks scarlet, golden head held high, but her Ups quivering, Ma dropped her loaf of bread. Oh, Lydia." she cried, I thought that numbskull of a Billy never would sea daylight I I've prayed for this for years. Come straight over here to your mother, love. But Ba Norton had dropped his paper when tua dropped her bread and had not paused for comments. He made three strides to Lydia, and gave her a great hugnnd kiss. Then he said, "First time I saw you carrying that milk for Billys books 1 said, there's the wife Billy ought to have. Ma, wasnt she the dearest But ma shoved him aside contemptuously. "Get over and talk to Billy. This Is a woman's affair. Who cares about reminiscences now. Oh, Billy, do y ou remember I used to worry because she didn't keep the back of her neck clean! t "Whos reminlscncing now?" asked pa belligerently. Then Everybody laughed. pa sighed. 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