Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-08-10


region behind the counter, and stalk |
ing to the door, looked after him,
down the street.
Yes, sure enough. going straight
TO the Pint road and the meeting
house. Don't need no prophet to tell
what that means"
But as the doctor drew near the
school house he sltckened his pace.
Half-past three! OF course she was in
school; he could hear the hum Of little
voices, and the singing geography
lesson, leading in which he thought
he could recognize the shrill treble OF
lace.
To rush in and and snatch her up
away from desk and spelling-boeE
the first impulse. But he checssa
himself, thinking of the wondering
little ewes and the truant little tongues
Besides he must consider her, too, IN
such meeting, after their parting.
No, he would wait in the little wood
that skirted the meeting house
gro lnds; and keeping out OF sight OF
the school-house windows. he paced up
and down the cart-path that led
through the wood, STOPPING down from
time to time to gather a stray blue vlo-
let that peeped up beside the rough
track of the wheels.
/ Only half an hour. But it seemed
whole lifetime, with the sweet future
so close, so breathlessly near
Was it characteristic of his faith in
himself. or his trust in Margaret, that
he never once had doubt of his re-
ception; never once pictured cold
look of indifference, or reproaehtuf
word?
AT last the half-hour ended; for
gathering roar of sound went up from
heIttle school-house and rang through
the quiet wood. DIR. Warren came
again to the wood-edge, and shaded
his ewes from the sun, which struck
level across the fields.
Yes, the little troop was disbanding
sure enough, and scattering in all d.
rections upon the crossroads. But
though he watched until the latest
child had flung on its satchel
and shut the gate, until a tall girl,
who was surely lace, had
gone demurely down the road, the
figure he looked to see did not appear.
Noiselessly he approached the school
house and looked in at the window
There she sat, his dear Margaret o
old, at a little red-pointed table. witt
a huge pile of exercise-books before
! her. on which she was leaning. Sh'
! was so busy with them that at tn,
light sound of his foot-steps-the win
, dow was open-she did not even looI
up.
; He watched her for moment; still
. the same sweet face, earnest and talr
! Smiling softly to herself as she rapid
/, corrected a woefully misspelled an
dislocated composition, her gracefr
head bent over it, and her pencil rain
/ ing down strokes.
When, right across the page, acros
I Mira Slocum's best paragraph, llttl
: bunch of violets, shot through tn
:. open window, fell! And at the windo
a brown-bearded face, and brown ey'
: looking in wistful entreaty
..May come in? | know my Jesse
= nown' And, without waiting for pc
= mission, in through the window sprar
: the tall scholar, truant so long.
= Apparently the lesson was satisfa
- tory; but it must have been said ov
: and over again, for before the tv
"a loiters left the school-house the YOU
- moon had risen, and was shining II
- upon the broad, weather-beaten ste
as As they, lingering still, came slo
mo- ly UP the road to Squire Whites, fro
he the gate they were hailed by no les
IN parsonage than the Squire's lady ht
in self.
he ..Just coming to look for you, Mi
ro- garet, my dear. Why, who's this?'
"a "An cd friend,' said the dOct
ar coming forward.
,ad Mary White had been one Of
,en very few in Holme village to thorous
ly appreciate DIR. Warren. She CO.
never reconcile his abrupt departu
are and though, with womanly intuiti'
Ia she had connected that departure W
70 the yellow house on the hill, she
an with rare delicacy never mention
his name to Margaret.
+ba But now, in a fash, she saw
whole situation; rand Jas with wal
at welcoming greeting she detained
,ost doctor, mischievously introducing SC
+ n words of congratulation before
NO. finished her sentence, Margaret pas
ere quickly into the house and left Il
fell standing there.
the OF course the doctor stayed to ''te
nv. and the lfospitable squire would b
was insisted that he should ''make
fell home'' with them until the br
house was made ready; "for |
,are clude," said the squire, with
glance at Margaret, ''that you've c
She to take up the old trade"
the But the doctor declined this o
!, to whelming offer, saying they did
bills know what they were asking
lller would be tired enough of him as 1t
at I He would settle himself at the G
the Keys for few days.
ting He begged hard for holiday,
Bill next day, for the children--or eve
yam half holiday! But he was put d
xtra instantly by Tace, who began alr'
to take on womanly dignity. 30
hool Margaret's laughing ''no," and
:, AHxa White iaiuinor tha naYSty In