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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 02, 1912, Image 13

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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
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