Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-03-17
The Widow Lester.
Bx ALICE G. MATTEsoN.

ri ALICE CT MATTESON
sidaa the widow Lester wants some
@H Aer climbers nailed up this morning.
Areyua s9most through there?"
No. mum, it II take an hour r two
yh-"
AfR Norris tapped her foot on the
walk TEHeesiyely.
4 might have that bed and the trees
Lea Hztl afternoon. | suppose" she
said. slowly. But"
-9yhai is up?" cried a voice behind
her Why. mother. you look worried.
Has SIR foTlnne dissolved in thin air
on diaR'i your dress have the proper
amouns of frills and flumadiddles when
"a came home? Confde in your baby
anDihEr.n
'DhF' laughed Mrs. Norris, turn
ing from her contemplation of the
flower beds and Mat Nothing seri-
BE% only the widow Lester wanted Mat
. Kisle while this morning. and want
my BIRDS finished"
WHO The widow Laster2" queried
Tom Norris yawning. Anybody |
eyer knew? ANY of my old girls got
sRsrriei and been be-w lowed? Don't
aIa me Suddenly. Ii it's Mamie Craig,
Dr Sarah Prescott Or"
Nonsense. Tom. 1t is nobody you
sger saw, that know of. She's very
pretty httie woman. with very pretty
lille daughter. She came to Wilbur
ana six months ago, and lives in the
wASas cottage across the common. |
do wish Mat were through"
Look here, mother said Tom, sud-
1ERly, why can t go? Here l am,
doing nothing What's to hinder me
frem making myself as useful as | am
UEnzmentalS And | am always inter-
ssted in widows. you know-or their
danglAers which is all the same"
II wish ven would go. Tom," Mrs.
Bords said, Frightening. Il hate to
have Mat leave the beds, and you
ecGldn't do them, know; but you can
certainly nail up few vines. hate
20 have her wait too, so you better
go"
Tom put on his coat, and run his fin
gers through his curly locks.
81 shall tell her I'm the new hired
man. think" he said, as he took up
his hat What name would you give
II yo1 were me? Pat sounds we'll, but
SIS too much like Mat But could
Say, quite impromptu. you know:
a SlTA Norris discharged her man called Mat,
Asa hired another whose name was Pat -
-Tom," said Mrs. Norris. impatient
j., though she was laughing. "Will
Won go on? l heard Mrs. Lester
Szy she wanted to go to the city this af-
ssrDoon, and / don't expect you will
get there before she goes. you are so
2low.''
''You don't appreciate my poetic eff
Sorts" grumbled Tom. But he dallied
mo longer. and was soon christening
abe wicket gate which guarded the en-
srSace TO a pretty. well-kept little gar
den which was enc mass of bloom. A
bsae-eyed child was playing on the vine
covered porch.
WHO is 'oop' she asked, as Tom
sAzus iefsHrely up and patted her on
abe head
I'm the man to nail climbers" re-
tzEBsa Tom ''Who is 'oo?" in play
fnl znimiefy.
use N 81 Katie Lester 'Vangeline,"
said she, drawing herself up with pride.
And dis, exhibiting a doll half as
large rs herself, lis nv baby. Her
name IS Mss Delphine Mauda Lester,
am hers free months old"
Large Of her size," laughed Tom.
@'HbE7B'B anybodY?"
There WIS soft patter of slippered
Sect. q Tnstling Of woman's garments,
mn6 Tom raised his eyes to encounter
par Of very blue ones surveying HIM
sRqHTipgly.
He lifted bis hat to the owner of the
blue eyes. who was an exceedingly
pretty yeung lady in gray and black
wrapper
Il am Tom Norris" he began.
MRS Lester wanted some vines fixed,
4 beiieyh. aBd as our man was busy, |
volunteered TO come. My mother said
abe ihougbt 1 could manage Them"
with twinkle in his eyes.
The young Lady smiled and came for
wnrIl.
II am glad you came" she said,
SinPlJ, al couldn't manage them
alone. Wait minute till l get my
bat and ! will show you where they
are"
She ripped into The hall and seized
a hHgB garden hat from the rack. Then
~he led the way around the house to
where some climbing roses sadly need
m9 HftBnsoin.
@IhOse highest ones" indicating