The Gavelyte, April 1911

CEDARVILLE COLLEGE. 102 They walked along t he crowed streets apparently unconcerned about what t he world might think of thell;l.. The poli ceman's curiosity was aroused at once and he decided to follow them as he feared something was wrong about this strange friendship. and t hinking she might n eed his protection. He walked slowly at a distance behind them until they entered the office of the judge. He stepped inside to see what might happen. The young man asked fo r a marriage license. The judge looked questioningly at the girl and asked if th~y had her parents ' consent. They produced this and the judge wrote the license. The girl stood looking on, answering the necessary questions in the b rogue common to the mountains of Vermont, all the while unconcernedly t wirling her bonnet around her finger by the string. Having obtained the license they inquired the way to the nearest minister. They wer e direct ed to one living on the same street and near to a fashionable hotel. The policeman saw them enter the minister's and waited impatiently until t hey ca!ll~ o'Jt . They entered the hotel, and as Policeman West happened t'.) know the landlady well, he went to her and told the strange incident, and sug– gested tha t she learn all she could about them. They had registered as Mr. and Mrs. George Hardwick of Montpelier, Ver– mont. Mrs. Hardwick went a t once to their rooms but Mr. Hardwick went out again on t he street. Shortly afterward a trunk arrived and was taken to their rooms. An hour later Mrs. Hildreth, the landlady, was seated on the piazza when she heard a rustle of silken skirts, and looking a round she saw a beautiful woman descend the stairs, dressed in the latest fashion; everything from her becomingly arranged hair t o the sole of her dainty foot bespoke culture and refinement. As she appro::i.ched, Mrs. Hildreth arose and her face expressed surprise and wonder. The lady noti ced this, and spoke in excellent English as she seated herself near Mrs. Hildreth. "You are wondering who I am, and when I came? I am the same girl who cam here awhile ago in a calico dress and sunbonnet. Would you care t o hear my story," she asked. " Yes indeed," Mrs. Hildreth r eplied, "I am ver y much interested in you". "It is rather long," she began, "but I will be as bri ef as possible. My home is among the mountains of Vermont. My parents are really wealthy, but th,~y have always lived very simply and they still use th brogue of t he moun– taiiwers. I am the only child, and when I was old enough t hey sen t me to Vas- a, tc 1 corn plete my ducation. I graduated a year ago. You see I wear the gi l<l kPy . There I learned good English, and also much abou t good society. Hut aftt'r l returned horn I packed away my fine clothes and again dressed irn ply arnl used th ol<l !Jrogue." "Tlwu where did you meet your husband," ask d Mrs. Hildreth. •·HP wa camµing with a party near our fal'm last summer. One morning J wa ndiu, up the mountain on horseback At a µarticularly dangerom, plal't>