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Margaret Ayes’ Iarnss q, Isabel's race looked weary and worn. Worried too, east in lines that were permanent oi anxious apprehension. Jane was thinking Poor Isabel, she doesn't look well. This has really been a shock her. She's been through too much. We both have. Mama's death, and so soon aiter it. Biz months beioire, when her sister's husband had succumbed with startling suddeness to sn attack oi iniluense, he had been sixty-sight years old. Yet in Jane's eyes he had not changed appreciably irorn the lolly ywns man who had married her elder sister thirty-seven years beiore. The very same Robin, grown dearer with tine years. The very some Isabel. Impossible to realise, even in her widows weeds, that Isabel had turned sixty-was sixty-one, in iact. And that Stephen-Ah, Stephen, thought Jane. with that little catm oi the heartbeat she al/wsys experienced when she thought oi her hus- band's age - that Stephen was sixty-Alive Nine years older than Jane. A gap that had once seem- ed so "suitable." Isabel was saying: "We thought that the wnar was the worst thing that could happen in them." "But it wasn't." Jane's voice had steadied to argument "They grew. up sited they married. ‘That's a risky hhlng to do. You must re- member that Cicily never saw Al- bert tor eight years alter the war. When he and Belle came back irom Europe, he was very much changed. He wasn't the child she had known nom her cradle, or even the boy who had married her cousin. He'd acquired that veneer oi sophistication —- the gloss he'd picked up in those ioreign em- bassies. He really seqrned a 81111189!‘ -— to all o! us, Isabel. And you know how he is with He's not brotherly. He;

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ﬂattered Clciliy He turned her head. She'd never known a man like that before." _

"Albert rode roughshod over Belle," said Isabel, "I thought he had broken her heart."

"But he hadn't," said Jane some- what dryly. "Ah least, ii he did. Billy Winter mended it." She thought it was high time that young man was mentioned. l-lis presence in the picture destroyed much oi the iorce oi Isabel's argu- ment. As her sister made no comment she added gratuitously, "Belle seems vsry~happy in her second marriage."

“She is. I'm sure." Isabel's tone was tinged with reluctance. "Well, that changes the situat- ion." "

"In a way, it makes it worse." said Isabel gloss-rally. "when I think oi all iour oi them. periectly happy, living here in the same town and meeting continually, I think they're indecent."

‘They think we're not civilized." "Civilization lsn't_ _ based on progressive polygamy." said Isabel tartly. "I thank God nuw—tltough you know how I miss ihtn - that Jack's living in Denver. He won't have to (ace Cicily or see the new ' baby. or hear his own children calling another man iather." "They still call him ‘Uncle Al- bert)" put in Jane soothingly. Isabel was not soothed. "And he is their uncle-or was." I-ier nose wrinkled distssteiuily as ii it were assaulted by an unpleasant smell. But when she spoke again her voice had brightened perceptlbly. "Jack's doing so well Jane. He'll never marry again. It was simply ridiculous oi him. to give up the children.” ‘

"Albert gaivs his to Bells." ."'Ga/ve them?" repeated Isabel sharply. "You seem to iorxet thet Belle was the injured party." But hha sharpnea soon iladed.

In the pause that tollow ‘ Jana glanced at her wrist watch. A quarter to six. Stephen would soon be caning home ircm the city on the iive-iitty.

"Oh, Jane." sighed Isabel. "I'm going back to town beioie en comes. This is the first thing that's happened since Robin died that's made me ieel glad he isn't here to are it. I-Ie wouldn't have ielt equal tolLoﬂtymoretlsenIdmNotas much in iiact." ‘

Jane tmderstoed that. Stephen

would not say snuds about Oicily's homecoming. He lhad missed his

Albert and he had never been able to condone his daughter's cond-set. eutshesaid. ushstollwedhl sister to the front-door. "W911" cheer up, old girl. You know most people would take this in their stride. I think we're belns a lime melodramatic. We're too old-insh- ioned to deal with this situation." She smiled. "It's titty-ﬂit?!’

Jane‘ ltotIi on her deceit», watching her sistnr walk some- what uneertslnly to the door oi her Ford sedan. She was thinklht thet they was none ot them equal an! langq - neither she. nor Isabel. nor lteplien - to the thine’! "ll

so eoncassied about clcilv!‘ "Because she's my child. I Ill’-

‘rhe purr oi the motes- aceoni- panled Iﬁielll next words. "She took her own chances. what more doh she want? Bhe he; Albert. ﬁle's really a charmer. New she only has to live with hill!’

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"all. the women-kind vase this morning to lend a hand at the 5"‘! "W"!!! It Rob's Karolyn had as we said “broken the back" .2! "i9 MID so with her we helped at the last oi them. Jeanie and the Yoimler ones had ridden thither with James on the stoneboat, en- JOYlIII the trip while I. who have

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erlns. must walk the intervening mile a hit later. I set out briskly, remembering my call to duty and then lines I had read somewhere came to mind: "A rainbow and s cuckooh sons. may never come together again . . . this side the t/smb." Neither would all the beauty and enchantment oi this morning return tor ms to enjoy. At once I eased my pace the better to take it in.

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A bushel more or less oi seed cut would not likely lop the re- collections I should garner from this day. important as the like, an" all iartn endeavors are to me. Oi it all, I shall remember the shim-

mering Ieat above s distant ted- brown iield; the deep summer; blue of the sky that. lightly touch- ed the surrounding hills; daisies beginning to take possession now o! a meadow where cattle pastur ed; silonely heron standing nic- tlonless in the shadows oi the over-arching trees along the mill- stream; sunlight. and gentle wind in the edge oi the woodland ail-l

the rarity oi this June day. I shall recall too the coming oi tne moi.‘- man's team into the silence and farmers on the way to their iicids

to mark down the end oi thci: cropping. Grand-daughter and I a- gain walking very slowly and some- timcs holding her in my went s bit oi the toad this eve- ning. Dark was approaching over the ﬁelds and trees and the hom-

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ed with the work that had been accomplished today. Closely than grand-daughter wh_o had been complaining about her absence. kept to her mothe during the homeward ride, humming a con- tented tune that was missing ne- iore. ' _ ‘

Jamie was bright. In spite oi chicks’ hatching and the ncivs gleaned at morning that his ducks were laying away he returned to us ai-ter his hriei visit home. They are chuckling about it now. he 811i! his grand-father. “A queer Fflfﬂ" er you are" James tells him‘ i” leave your stock runnlnﬂ M» ‘"9" like they are, and you away!" A110 now there is the usual scramblv ior the stairs and a shedding oi garments on the way. And all ai once a hush. And James Fﬂmlflilldg him: “Now 1 lay me" W? a 1"" murmur oi voices in the wide ciu bed, sounds presently W-l‘ "drlit sway into silence" and CCnsC Then sleep shall enfoid the weal,

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