Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-03-10

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ception of guests-there came a speedy
response to the advertisements.
A young lady. little i'll from over
study. wanted board in a quiet aud
pleasant region. and wished to bring
with her u maid, pony and a dog.
She would frankly state that the dog
was very large one. and IL objected
to she must try some other place The
note was signed MARY Fleming"
johnny after losing himself for a
few moments in admiration of the neat
and howerlike grace of the writer's
penmanship. and breathing in faint
delightful fragrance from the creamy
paper. wrote replY-stating that the
dog could come aud welcome, and that
if Miss Fleming would kindly name the
time of her arrival at the Junction a
wagon would DO in waiting for her.
Others might have used the word ''con-
veyance," but it was Johnny's way to
use ALWAYS the simplest language.
Miss Jennings immediate answer
stated that she would arrive on the 6
p NJ. train. ON the 10th of the month.
1t was then the 9th of the month,
which, by the way, was the perfect one
of June.
Loneliness fled away from Aunt Jane.
A young lady. a maid. pony and a
dog! How enlivening! In the tumult
of putting the two bed rooms in order
repapering the parlor and stocking the
prov sion pantry with all sorts Of good
les likely to be rellshed by u slightly i'll
young lady, the four days swiftly
passed. Johnny meanwhile built a ken
mel of goodly size adjoin ng the wood
shed. swept and garnished a stall for
the pony. moved the grass in the
front yard, surveyed with satisfaction
his flourishing fields OF wheat and corn
and was glad that the lilies and roses
and spice pinks that bordered the front
walk were beginning to open.
The day arrived and was one of those
utterly perfect days that give one an
idea of what the weather in Paradise
must be. Johnny. in fresh blue blouse
and his secondbest trousers, drove
TRANQUILITY to the station. He was very
far from having any personal feeling
over the approaching meeting. For
was there not great gulf between
young ladies who travelled about with
maids and ponies and dogs. and plain
farmer people who worked from sun
rise to sunset for their ltvngP Still he
would not have been twenty-five years
old and human if he had not wondered
what she would like. He fancied she
would be tall with eye glasses on her
nose and great deal of rustling silk
drapery about her, and that she would
speak in sharp aud fretful way to her
maid-beiug little ill and out of sorts
and also wearied with the journey. Or
maybe she would be thin and pale and
langud and angelic. and would be sup
ported by her maid who would be con-
stantly helping her to smelling salts
and fans.
The train was just pulling out of the
station as he arrived. Hitching his
horses he walked into the waiting
room. 1t was vacant except for
pale, middle-aged woman in gray
mOhair buster with basket on her arm,
who leaned back in her chair with |
closed eyes and the generally anguish
ed expression that accompanies n Sc
we're headache.
johnny then walked around the |
platform, looking east west, north and |
south, and seeing no one but the usual |
village sightseers who ALWAYS congre-
gated at train time very likely she |
was a train late; or maybe she had |
changed her mind; or had grown too |
i'll to take the journey. Suddenly a
brisk little person in navy blue |
flannel gown with sailor collar and |
a sailor hat that sat nautically upon her |
short reddish gold curls, tripped out of |
the baggage-room followed by an i'm |
mense st. Bernard dog who, in huge
platform shaking capers was trying to |,
express his joy that his railway woes
were at an end.
1.-The maid and the dog. anyhow"
thought Johnny. and stepping forward
announced himself the Individual who
had come to meet Miss Fleming.
''Yes?" with that rising infection
that in some girls can be very charm
ing. 81 am NJ IS Fleming. And are
you Mr.. Lamberton?" No common
farmland. Miss Fleming reflected.
could have such a handsome, refined
and intelligent face.
''Yes, my name is Lamberton," said
Johnny; and since it was the first time
in all his life that he had been called
"Mr. Lamberton" he felt a strange
thrill of pleasure and pride.
"The pony will come on the 4:3O
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walk in and get her if you are not too
far out. Three miles? Oh. that will
be just fine stroll for James and me.
There's some baggage in there-a
trunk and a Sutherland in the Ex-
press Office a box. I will go and sit
with poor Browney until you are ready.
Here, James! Come, sir, quiet down
and be sensibler'
'Never have | seen Just such a girl"
was Johnny's thought, as she vanished
into the waiting-room 80 business
like, and so pretty, and not at all like
anyth ng | expected
Even Miss Jennings luggage was
something unusual--a little leather
trunk hardly large enough to hold three
gowns. while the express box proved
to be a violin case. As for the large
and somewhat shabby satchel, that was
plainly marked Emmeline Brown-and
hence must belong to poor Browney"
A violin--a girls violin! johnny
could hardly believe his senses. He
carried it to the wagon and placed il on
the seat in which he was to ride as ten.
derby rs if it were stepping baby, and
all EfrnV.ort, H. - L. al. / f.,