The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1884-03-11

ness have vou with these?'
missy find fault, Mossie no slay,'
said the old Wasatch squaw, 'Mossie 60
way
go then. said .Jo, with cheeks flash.
ed with righteous ifiaiy Il fcan
wash better than that myself. And /
won't have thief about the ptemises.'
SO 10 herself had .aken the helm, and
conquered Fates ~.
Az she rubbed aud rinsed away in the
checkered shsdoT Of the leaves, still
darker shadow fell upon the. stunted
grass.
A man. riding ny on a black horse,
with broadehrimmed sombrero, and
PACK strapped to uls saddle, had drawn
the rein.
am in luck. u sald. curbing his
lpranciug horse; hook here, my good
girl, You are the first washerwomau
have come across sitice. left Salt Lake
CITY. Here are my clothes, and here is
something to- pay YOU for lhe. trouble. /
shall be back here IN week. am GO
ing up to the White Mine
Before she could answer, be had flung
the bundle throogh the grape leaves-a
little gold piece had fallen at her feet ind
be was gone. ee
10 looked at the clothes, then abe
picked up the quarier.eagle. and ran
back with white dripping arms, to- the
sunshlny steps where old Pnilo vas
bssking, in a sort of semi-lethargv.
Faith r., she said, what shall l dol
A stranger wants me to wash his clothes.
And see, he has paid me in advance! A
quartz, ea2lep -
"Wash EN- said Philo.
| Jo redeemed. 6@
81 am not q. washerwoman.' said she,
like old Mossie, or CHUNG Sin, the Chi.
naman,' ssil she.
'P'r'aps he's some poor creetur with
no women folks to do for him. said
Philo. I'd wash his clothes, Jo, ef
was you We all ought to help one ans
other, says the Good Book. You needn't
to take the money, unless you please.
i didn't think of that, said Jo, soft
ening. sse sal
She washed the shirts aud stockings,
put the best polish on the collars, and
mended the rents and tears with artistic
leatness Then she put tue clothes into
aneat & It parcel with the gold piece
wrapped iu an oid@euvelope on the top,
jnst outside the grape arbor, at the
weeks end. s It ii
That afternoon the parcel was gone,
but the gold was left. sn
Il shall have to keep it after all, said
Jo, But | won't spend 1t. I'll put
ribbon through this little triangular hole
in it, and wear it for a locket Perhaps
it will bring good luck
Itcertainly did, for within ten days
message arrived for her to come down
to Salt Lake City
Her aunt irom-the east was there en-
route for San Francisco, aad wanted to
take Jo with her,
The child ought to see something OF
the WORLD said she, 'Lst me keep her
for listle while
sBut what will father do without nae i?
said 10, loyal to her duty through every
thing.
IN jog along somehow said Philo.
assuming courage that he was far from
feeling. .Jo shall have a chance
Aud I'll bring her back In three
MONTHS said aunt Abigail. who was a
rich widow who could afford to indulge
herself 10 an expensive freak like this.
'By the way said the old lady. s. gen.
tleman who cams out from Chicago with
me has just bought mine somewhere
in the; Wahsatch range. Tue White
Mine they call it, ~
Joe openefher eyes.
why, that isn't three davs ride from
u.s. said she. Just up the mouutsin
side. We.shail be neighbars''
rs that your idea of neighbors here ?
said Aunt Abigail. &
'Oh, we don't think anything oi.dis-I
tances 10 the Wahsatch mountains said
10. Sometimes it Will be days and days
that we don't see anybody
Still, Jo, did not put two and two to.
gethef. Until Aunt Abigail had brought
her new read ysniade suit of travelling
gray at the ZION Co.operative Associa-
ton store. and pluuned hat which be-
CAME her dark beauty rarely, and they
We're seated in the patlor car. And then
they were joined by a tall gentleman.
whom her aunt had introduced as Mr..
Murray 80
10. hlushed to the roots OF her curly
hair 1t was the very gypsy browed
cavalier who had lung the gold piece to
her 500 yM
Evidently however, his apprehensionsl
we're less quick than hers. Instinct gui-
ded her. and she said nothing.
He has the pleasantest of travelling
companions. And to 10. who had come
down from the solitary lodges OF the
Wahsatch mountains, it seemed as il
new and beautiful world, both inside and
outside her heart were blossouiing out.
But the. acme of her happiness was
not reached until they sat one afternoon
together on the low broad balcony of
the Cliff House at San Francisco, watch
ing the white breakers of the Pacific,
while aunt Abigail, at q little distance,
was trying to count the seals on Seal
Rock through double. .barreled opera
glass. q Sc
DO vou really love me p said 10. in
voice which was scarcely audible.
Apparently the answer was satisfac-
tory, and the next soft monosyllable she
uttered was.
Yes! 80
But for all that, she added. sit wasn't
case OF love at ffst sight, as you say
You didn't fall IN love with m when
YOU first saw me! Hush! Don't deny
it! Look here at thisp
She drew the narrow blue velvet rib.
bon from her neck and held up the piece
Of gold, pieced With an odd triangular
hole. SOLO -
| Did yoti ever see this before p she
said.
A moment he stared at It uucom pre-.
hendinglv. And then, all in sec ond,
the opsline heights of the Wshsatch
Mountains rose up before him, the grape
leaves rustled 10 his ear, aud the sound
Of asweet voice singing In the sl1 adovs