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rV T ""' i! " "y"-i jP v. -? I?'?""J?,'y? skirt. The sailor collar and cravat are of the same coarse water shedding alapaca of which the skirt is made. All these three have bands of white soutache braid for trimming. In the skirt of the sweater are knitted white bands to match the braid. 1 A HAPPY VAGABOND How a Trip to the Country Led a Girl Into Happiness Miss Judith had gone all to escape the boredom of conven tional existence and one Jas. Castleton in particular, and his everlasting proposal. At last, in desperatioi, she had told him he was just like other men and she wanted to know people that were different. Then she had van ished.' "Gone on a trip for her health," was all her parents would say. How could they explain to these proper conventional people, that Madcap Judith had gone down (state to a relative's farm by means of the "happy vagabond" route. It had been a mad caprice to turn tramp even Judith admitted to herself, as clad in short khaki walking costume, she trudged down the dusty highway accom panied by her inseparable com rade, Rogue, a bull terrier. But oh it was so glorious to stop and gather wild flowers if one wished or turn into some elusive woodland path that tried to hide Hself under willows by a tiny creek. Two nights had been spent un der the roofs of wayside farm houses.. The ptevious nights of her week's tramp had been spent at small hotels. Judith's nerves, which the family M. D. had said we're getting to be much in evi dence, seemed to have disappear ed altogether. But today as Judith drew z. breath of ecstasy at sight of the beautiful panorama of hills and valleys she left lonely and sorry that there was no one to enjoy the view with her. The happy vagabond had fully intended reaching the next small village "by sundown and here it was twilight already. Even un der Rogue's protection she hesi tated on walking the toads after dark. During her afternoon's day dreaming, which, strange to say, had somehow included the wish for Jas. Castleton to enjoy the view with her, she had noticed a large white farm house nestling amongst the maples at the foot of the hill. Thither girl and dog wended their way. But imagine her surprise after being duly received and mother ed by the farmer's wife to find herself sitting down to eat op posite the picture of one Jas. Castleton. She' disliked being in quisitive, but she just must find out why. Most of the evening was spent by the "old folks" in telling her just what a fine young man "Jimmie" was. "Jimmie" owned the farm. It had been his father's, TJieyr had .worked f&S jj8 datmmammmmnM