duced the hour when Kit stood on the platform of the Union Station in Chicago, l

on, following the porter who carried her suit-case. She was looking for some one wh

r was gray, worn rather long and curly at the ends, and he had the old-fashioned Gladstone whiskers. Miss Daphne was like a little bird, a gentle, plump, busy J

n the waiting-room quite unconscious of the attention she attracted, for Kit would have been si

f buoyant and friendly self-possession, which always ingratiated her with any casual acquaintances. Therefore it was no wonder that Mr. Bellamy g

omer. He was eighteen or nineteen, and unmistakably looking for some one. Even while Kit watched h

m positive he isn't there. Oh, but the De

t a pair of dancing, mischievous ones,

be looking for me," she

g your brother," exclaime

y boys at all in our family," and here she smiled sweetly, and quite innocently. "I'm afraid t

, Miss Robbins, and this is my sister, Anne. We're close neighbors of the Dean and Miss Daphne, and a

g everything. Of course, they did write for a boy, and it takes so long for a letter to get out here and be answered,

es were brimfu

lphi. Mother and I have been here all summer so I could keep up my music at the conservatory. Rex has had to 'batch it' alone, bu

ome for a couple of months. On trial, you know. Maybe it'll

h her brother and he smiled as h

your education," he said. "It will take you all winter long

lty of everything after two years up in the Gilead hills of rest was wonderfully stimulating. But it was not until they had left the city and river behind and h

he way in the car?"

ook hi

have lunch with mother and then catch the train to Delp

g away somewhere to the seashore every summer, but I think your lake is ever so much more interesting than the ocean. Somehow it seems to belong to one more.

t, we had a couple of clam shells, just plain every-day old round clam shells, that had come from Cap

ther, with the beautiful Drive following the curving shore line out to Evanston. Here she caught her first glimpse of the Nort

nd large restful homes of plenty. Mrs. Bellamy was filled with amusement when she heard the story of Kit's substitution of herself for the boy the Dean had asked fo

the boys out here that it makes it pleasant for both of the children. We used to live in North Evanston before Mr

declared, "and we're sure to see a lot of each other, anyway, when school opens. Kit's promised to tel

"It's a joy to the soul and a disci

who Cousin Roxy was, and Kit wax

she can take off the gingham apron and stand up and address any kind of a m

n the distance, and to the westward there stretched long level vistas of prairie land, dipping ravines which unexpectedly led one into woodland ways. Gradually the bluffs heightened as they neared the Wisconsin line above Waukegan, a

t the gray stone station covered with clambering vines. "Besides, he t

thought everything out here was just prairie. I do hope they won't be watching for us. It will

sentinel poplars at the entrance to the drive. Kit caught the murmur of

isn't it? Isn't it a dear, drowsy dreamfu