Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1886-02-23

cold out! And II Philena makes fuss,
I'll give her a new blanket shawl"
Mrs. Waterman went off rejoicing.
And when the first glow of satisfaction
had faded out of Farmer Foxglove's soul,
dreadful fear took possession of him.
"What will Philena think?" said he.
II guess upon the whole. that won't
say nothin' about it,"
Presently Mrs. Foxglove and Seraphina
came home from the weekly meeting of
the Society for the Helpers Of the Heath.
On, in jubilant spirits.
George Paterson was there" said
Mrs. FoXglove. "He said he came after
his aunt but 1t was my belief he wanted
to walk home with Seraphina. Just as II
our gal was goin' to keep company with
a fellow like that, as hasn't got a penny
in the world. and works at the saw-miil
Certainly not" said the farmer in q
conciliatory tone.
But Seraphina only hung her head, and
said nothing.
La mel" said Mrs. Foxglove from the
kitchen. What has come to things?
Here's the old chicken and the apple pie
gone! And the cover off the butter jar,
toor
Yves" said the farmer, coughing !;
III got sort o hungry. SO thought
I'd jest take a snack"
Couldn't you have waited until supper
timer" said Mrs. Foxglove severely.
Her husband was silent. Was it not
just possible, he thought. that the re-
cording angel might balance that ready
falsehood against his recent act OF charity,
so that his soul should be none the
gamer by the compound transaction? 1t
was SO hard always to tell what was
right
IL was calculating on that chicken for
supper" said Mrs. Foxglove. Now we
shall have to put up with cold boiled pork
and mustard. But I don't SUPPOSE.
Nehemiah, youll want to eat much"
NO. Of course not" said the poor man,
who was vo:ac,oIsly hungry.
| "Wheic5 the hombazinc cloak, pa?"
said Scraphina. after the somewhat frugal
supper. as she took the milk ing PAIL
Its raining II little. ard the cows
haven't come home from pasture yeL" she
added.
II II go after them. Phiny." said the
farmer. starting up with alacrity.
| with your rheumatism? No, indeed, "
said SeraIhina. What can have become
OF the cloak? I'm sure left II here this
morning"
III had a pair OF eyes, I'd use them, "
| said Mrs. Foxglovc, coming TO the.rescue
and viewing the row Of empty pegs with
an eagle glance. "Well. ! declare
Nehemiah" turning to her husband,
that comes OF leaving you to keep
house. You must have gone off and left
the door open. and sometramp has got In
and robbed u.s."
| - did just step out to the wood pile
for some moro logs" said the farmer
but wasn't gone long"
| That's IT,. said Mrs. Foxglove, with a
tone of conviction; that's it! lido won
Ter at yon. Nehemiah. Any four-year-
Did child would have known better.
hall count NIL my silver spoons at once. Vt
| The farmer wriggled uneasily in his
| cushioned rocsing-chair.
a. wish old Mrs. Waterman hail beer
in Jericho, before she came here" he
said to himself. II wish rhilcna would
stay at home and look after things her
self. 1t will he the last time ever get
caught In that trap"
| Meanwhile pretty Soraphina. singing
softly tn herself. folded an old stripet
shawl around her shapciy shoulders, an6
went out TO the pasture after tho truan
company VI COWS.