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

snake hands and pick up my hat, III
said with calm citation.
'Oh. is Il possiblep What deligh
they must be to you! | hope they vii
like my Zephyr. She is u good-hearted
merry little soul. but has no accom-
plishments, whatever
Thus in pleasant though fragmen,
tary conversation the farmhouse was
reached. nj IS Fleming rested BIRDS
weight on Johnny's proffered hand and
stepped lightly to the ground. while
the maid, with smothering groan, de-
scended as If made of glass.
Poor Browney!-you shall have
some tea and a long. long Sleep" said
Mss Fleming in tender voice.
Johnny was glad to see Aunt Jane
wa ting on the porch with one of her
best white aprons Frightening her black
dress and her face as smiling as a per.
manent mourner could well be; and
rs he removed the luggage from the
wagon he cast an eye after Miss Flem.
ing hoping she would notice the candi.
dun lilies near the gate and the red
roses further on. Sure enough, she did
notice them, and actually put down her
little nose to them. What an uncom-
mon girl!
III.
The next morning Miss Fleming's
waking ears were greeted by the sound
of steadily decend ng rain. ''Oh. my
poor Zephyrr' she murmered, going tc
the window and look ng out upon the
weltering world. She'll be heart
broken to find no QUE to meet her after
her dreadful ride"
With caut Gus movements, that she
might not disturb the slumberers OF
Browney in the room ado ming, Miss
Fleming dressed and went down
stairs.
Breakfast will be ready in about
seven minutes said Aunt Jane, after
they had exchanged greetings, ..and
while you re waiting maybe you'd like
TO step down TO the barn and see how
Your pony stood the journey. Johnny
saw the storm coming up. so he took an
early start and he got back with her all
safe and sound just as the first drops
were coming down. Cute little beast
ism t she? just step into my rubbers
and take this umberel and the walk
from the Kitchen door takes you right
TO the barn. The dogs there, too; he
takes to JOHNNY, already, as if he be.
longed to him."
1T was ever so kind of Johnnv-ol
Mr.. Lamberton,n said Miss Fleming
o6ediently stepping into the rubbers.
"Oh, johnny is dlCGys kind" said
Aunt Jane with q proud smile.
Miss Fleming found Johnny brushing
some last specs of dust from Zephyr's
sleek coat.
''How good of you to think to do this
Mr. Lamberton! feel yery much in.
debted to you," said Miss Fleming, Law.
ing her cheek against the pouy's nose
and receiving a little whipny of vel.
come.
IF can hear your violin, by and by.
/ shall be well repaid" answered John.
ny boldly from the other side of the
pony.
Oh, indeed Won shall hear it-until
you are tired of it, I'm afraid. for I've
taken but few lessons and am only a
torturing amateur. 1t is sort of a rest
for me. however," and Miss Fleming
sighed little.
If | were your father | wouldn't let
you study so hard, p" sad johnny, stoop-
ing to look at nothing whatever on the |
pow hoof.
1T Is not my fathers fault have
no father-nor mother" answered Miss
Fleming gently IF I've stud ed lit |
tie too constantly. I've only myself to 4
thank. But do so want be a great |
physician.
What's little girl like YOU? You
can't be more than fifteen or sixteen, +"
ga d Johnny forgetting his bashfuIness
jim his astoujshment
Dear me! so many people make that
mistake. Why. | shall be twenty next
August and if live shall grow older"
she added with a merry laugh.
'.And I'm going on twenty-three,"
said Johnny-as if this information was
something to the point-and he laugh.
ed. too and somehow did not feel afraid
of Miss Fleming any more.
After breakfast as the rain still con.
tinued and outdoor work was impossible
Miss Fleming said she would br no
down her violin and scharge her debt
il Mr.. Lambertou was ready 10 listen.
Miss Fleming could play. aside from
her exercises, few simple RS. She
played accurately, and her violin was
evidently capable OF the sweetest and
richest tunes. johnny hungrily watch
ed the instrument How far beyond his
own it was in beauty and power!
Suddenly Miss Fleming turned to him
Perhaps you play" she half question:
ed.
"a little, answered johnny modest
".
TRY this" she said. eagerly extend
ing to him the viol n. my Uncle
bought it in London, and it Is said to
be an uncommonly good instrument.
johnny had fingered vol n ever
since he was six years old. He had
ga ned some knowledge Of "notes''
at the village school. Occasionally he
had treated himself to batch Of sheet
music. So he was not quite at loss for
good enough for even Miss
Fleming to hear. In his delight over
the sweet rich qualities of the violin he
forgot. after few moments that anyone
was listen ng to him and so PLAYED all
the better.
AT the conclusion of his selection
NJ IS Fleming clapped her hands, and
here were tears in her eyes. you
olav better than m teacher does. Let
me take lessons of your she exclaim.
Il IR,As, LII