Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1882-12-28
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Il bakin' day, an nobody to do hands turn
but Aunt Lib an mel"
sDon't We count sissy" asked her husband,
with a chuckle and sly wink at Evangeline,
I'LL up the empty coffee cups or to pass the
bread plate around the table
Mrs. Bodson designed no reply, but
having finished her breakfast, left the table
and, going to the mantel over the fireplace,
took down discolored clay pipe, which she
proceeded to fill with finecut tobacco.
Well, then" said the landlord, Frightening
with new idea, ~ef Sissy's no count here,
let the young folks SO by themselves! l
reckon We can drive q boss, can't We, Mr..
Bushman? Eff We can't, my gal kin Bob
to the hostler, who was still breakfasting,
their knifes and forks on their plates, and
pushed back their chairs-"git Fan out when
ye're done eatin', an drive roun'."
~Oh, fathe-!' exclaimed Evangehne, blush
ing with embarrassment Let us wait I'M
til to-morro--, and then perhaps mother can
60"
An ominous frown that had darkened the
school masters face began to disappear.
Sand tomorrow is Saturday, and could offer
my services, too" said he blandly.
by that time the nuts'll all be gone" inter
posed Mrs Bodson from the chimney corner,
where she had seated herself in a low, spiint-
bottom chair, with her elbow in her hand, en-
joying her morning smoke and soothing her
self into better humor.
so they WILL" said the landlord @The
boys'n be after EN- to-day. Better strike while
the irons hot Never you mind, Sissy; don't
look 80 scarf; MIR. Bushmanll take good care
O We, I'll warrant"
Indeed | will, said Bushman, honestly and
earnestly. And l shall be very much obliged
to you, Miss Bodson."
Evangeline blushed again without raising
her eyes
Bushman left the table and went upstairs
with alacrity to equip himself for the excur-
sion. He put on light overcoat, hunted out
his oldest pair of gloves, and, before going
down, took look in the glass, touched up his
hair strai ghtened his necktie, and forth.
These preparations occupied several minutes,
and Mlleu he stepped out into the porch
In froAt Of the house he found Evan
geline already seated in the buggy" and
holding the lines, which was mere formal
ity as it required 3 vigorous use of the whip
to induce old Fanny to make 4 start Mr..
Penrose came out with rueful cuuntenance
70 see them of, but Evangeline did not vouch-
safe him single glance from under her
broad brimmed shutdown. Her mother
stood i'll the doorway with good humored
smile, and the landlord encourage Fanny by
sharp nudge with the toe of his boot FL
nally when they began to move, Bushman
who was in fine spirits looked back with a
laugh and raised his hat He was very much
amazed when his companion broke out with,
Il hope you will excuse my fsthei for getting
you into this, Mr. Bushman. l should not
have come if could have avoided it" Her
cheeks were crimson, and the languid eyes
shot brilliant flash st him
Buslmau slackened his lines, and old
Fanny cams to a dead stop 81 beg
your pardon, said he Shall we turn back"
~NO We must go on, now that we have
started" She caught up the whip ana struck
Fanny sharp blow, which sent her forward
1t 8 lively pace
q hope, Miss Eva, you don't think 1 did
not wish to COME said Bushmsn earnestly.
4 suppose you thought that it would be
amusing" she answered, with a peculiar in
Election.
Il did think So" said ha @But you have
spoiled the charm of it.
His seriousness disarmed her suspicion that
he might be laughing at her, or at the horse
and the little old wagon illed with hasle-s and
sacks, Il did not mean To hurt Your feelings, y
she said in a low voice. ~If you really wish TO
gather butternus, am willing take You.
There is very good place about half a mile
from here.
He protested with touch of indignation at
the implied doubt of his desire to pick butter
ternuts and added, Il wish, Miss Eva, you
would tly to believe me sincere in all l say
and do. viii you:8
She looked up frankly, and said: Yes, l
will
He changed the lines into his left hand, and
held out he RICH! with its soiled but shapely
glove. Let US shake hands upon it" he said,
smiling, and pressed the little brown bare
palm she gave him. 4 hope" lie added, shat
am not such villain as to care only to
amuse myself at the expense of my entertain
ers"
Evangeline looked up shyly. @Mr Penrose
says you came down here TO write us all up in
the papers," she said
SWELL do Won know y arSwern6 Freshman
flushing, that great many people go tc
Washjn- 5ton to write up the president OF the
Uuited States and his family: There's nc
harm in it And, besides" he added, with a
happy inspiration, I wish to write up the
scenery also. l never saw anything more
beautiful than the foliage of this very wood We
are driving through. Such gigantic trees. and
such magnificent coloring. just look
ahead Of Us there: see how the
road ia carpeted with leaves. This mus
be an unused road, by the way, is il
not?"
eyes," said Evangeline; cit runs through my
fathers timber, and is not q surveyed road
We used to go TO Pipton this way, but they We
opened another shorter road"
@Where is Pipton?" asked Bushman-
ats eight miles down the river"
SOh! il there a river near here?"
sYes; we're coming to it Yonder, you car
see,rit now. And here's the butternut grove.
what! Already" exclaimed Bushman
looking up at the great trees standing silent
and majestic in the autumn haze. "Sure
enough. What a short ride it has been!
should like to drive miles and miles on such
day as this Really, l should like to go on K
Pipton What do you say" He had stopped
the horse, and satholding the lines loosely il
his hands
Evangeline laughed sYou would be ashamed
Of your conveyance-and of your company,
she said, making ready to get out
! b /
sYou have broken your promise already" sail
! he, smiling lis PiptOn really so fine plac
that our good old Fanny cannot be dri' / int
| its sacred precincts?"
Its very nice town." said Evangeline q
branch railroad has just been completes
there"
! *Do you ever go there's
sWe d. ali our marketing there"
sThen suppose you and l do the marketing
next time, said Bushmsn, taking ut the has
kets and canvas bags
Should y ou like to sell butter and eggs ant
stocking yarn?" asked Evangeline mischiev
ously
Eyes Why not2 They are all excellen
commodities, am sure The only drawbacl
is, might get cheated"
@You would, if you were not sharp" sal,
Evangeline, laughing. ~The storekeepers ar
all Yankees"
ooh, then should be right at home, yol
see," answered Bushman, "and stand bette
chance. know all the Yankee tricks"
1t did not take long to get all the butternut
they could carry home The ground was Lit
orally covered with them, and Eyangeline'
industry compelled Bushman to what he con
sidered herculean exertions. He took off hi
hat when he got through with the task an
wiped the perspiration from his forehead
Evangeline sprang into the buggy preparation
to taking the basket
Before we load up" said Bushman, @had
not better loosen the check-rein and drive oil
Fanny into the river for drink? see ther
is good ford here"
Evangeline assented, and he took his ses
beside her and drove over white sand-ban
into the clear shallow stream, calling her al
tention to its beautiful windings and magnif
cent borders, and to the sleepy depths of blu
overhead.
what glorious day." he exclaimed, as oil
Fanny, standing knee-deep in the Transporter
water, bent her head to suck it up in her lels
urely way. "Really, have fallen in love wit
this climate; it seems to me almost Oriental
@You ought to be all artist, said Evangelin
quietly. you admire everything so much"
@Oh, not everything" laughed Bushman
you cheapen my admiration. l am a sort {
artist. Imake pencil sketches to illustrate tn
articles write. I will draw . picture for 20
some day."
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