The Trumpeter Swan

he club would eat out of a basket. He rather blushed for Becky that she must sit there in the sight of everybody and share a feast with a shabby old Judge

rtably in a becoming uniform in the Quartermaster's Department in Washington. Now that the war was over, he regretted the becomingness of the uniform. He felt to-day, however, that there were com

his interest in the

aid, "what are

picnicking. They probably have ants in

re out of it than yo

etting

of things, G

r yoursel

th of us. You are tir

girl, I

party. People see too much of each other. I am glad I am going away to-morrow, and you'll be glad. And

had big moments of feeling. It was because of this deep current which swept her away now and then from the shallows t

w you were go

is morning, but I am b

skin. Some one had said that Madge MacVeigh at the end of a summer gave the effect of a statue cast in new bronze. Dalton in the early days of their friendship had called her his "Golden Girl."

th," Dalton told her, "is no reaso

the trees and eat out of a basket and have spiders and ants in things and not mind it. Here we are in th

d spoon-bread

lives is the same wherever we go. When we are in Virginia we ought to do as the Virginians do, and instead Oscar Waterman brings a l

ing now, and she was awa

tle old New York," Waterm

ere will be a system of camouflage by which no matter where we are-in desert or mountain, we can open our windows to the Woolworth Building o

he subterranean passages at Monticello for the servants, so that the

fferson," said Wate

llo brooded over great memories, "he was not a boob. He was

all make a pilgrimage to Oyster Bay. I wonder how many of us who weep over Greathe

Flora Waterman, "now wh

e the rest of you. You can be as gay as you pleas

s the grandstand. "I've half a mind to go to New Y

e that I'm tired of you, Geo

e. "Just as you wish, of course. But you mustn't ex

ct things, bu

ad ridden away, hidden by the flaps of the old surrey, the spark of his somewhat fickle interest had

r?" he asked Oscar as the Judge's party pas

I decided on Hamilton Hill. But he wouldn't sell. He

fed b

a whole room of them. I offered him a good pric

Oscar Waterman's. Becky, lookin

me with you on the t

nk coat for?" Randy dem

ows that he loo

sn't a

e has a head like the bust

have a head

"you may hug that thought to yourse