32O THE DRAPERY OF VINES 



rod before casting, he seemed to undergo a mys- 

 terious change. Time o' Year became himself 

 again, instead of the anxious old man of the last 

 few weeks who had told me of past sorrows and 

 present perplexities. 



Whatever else befalls, I thought, Alois shall 

 have a picture of her grandfather as he really is, 

 the half wild wood spirit in his haunt surrounded 

 by a drapery of vines. 



