She had never brought herself to wear the tan silk stockings of invidious allure, and she still confined herself to her mother's plainest dressmaking, yearning secretly for the fancy kind, but never with enough daring.

Lyman Teaford still came of an evening to play his flute acceptably, while Winona accompanied him in many an amorous morceau.

Lyman, in the speech of Newbern, had for eight years been going with Winona.

But as the romantically impatient and sometimes a bit snappish Mrs.Penniman would say, he had never gone far.
* * * * * Winona rejoiced a year later when golf promised, at least for a summer, to snatch Wilbur Cowan from the grimy indistinction of a mechanic's career.

For thriving and aspiring Newbern had eased one of its growing pains with a veritable golf course, and the whilom machinery enthusiast became smitten with this strange new sport.