Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-09-24
+, wa, five o'clock wien 1 was


Here is dress and pair oil shoes l
want you to put on and come ris"'
out with me- :"
She would not let me lie minute
longer. and had to obey; so l silppeo
on the bingham dress, which was
surprisingly good fit. and the tnich-
soled shoes, and folio wed her out INTO
the garden. j,
Now. Rue, there is any amount OF
work to be done mong the hower-beds.
and Eve got to take mornings 10 oo
it in mostly, and l must have your
help. ! got these yesterday just Tor
you to work with They amt heavy
u>d we'd better get right to work for
pansy bed first thing. I've got seed
enough for big one, and they are
beauties, too. You dote on pansles,
you know"
She had opened neat box of light
garden tools AS she talked and now
handed me rake. did dote on pan
sizes. and urged on by her example and
CHEEKY talk / raked away in the mel
low earth until breakfast time and
went in absolutely hungry.
Day after day she kept up this
course. She gave me hardly a min
ute alone and she had me read aloud
to her when | wanted book.
81 haven't time and you mustn't
read much, the doctor says; so we II
have to carry it out together and
she produced "Huckleberry Finn,
which she alternated with "Rudder
Grange" so that between the remark
able humorous adventures in the
former and Pomona's performance in
the latter had no time to think OF
love or sentiment except in the most
ludiorous light. Then the flower-beds
needed so much hoeing and scratching
ana wedding, and the old pansy bed
opened up in such marvellous beauty
that began to lie quite worried for
fear the new one would not rival it,
so renewed hoeing and wedding had
to be kept up had to keep on my
thick shoes, for it was supposed that
the dog had carried off one of my
slippers. and my hammock came to
grief and uselessness by the calls
chewing a big hole in it; so that
really | was obliged to do nothing but
work out in the garden day after day
and how my flowers grew!
My pansies outrivalel the old ones.
and / forgot every thing, even my af-
finity, in the delight of watching for
the new faces which peered up at Inc
from the velvety blossoms, and | was
too tired when night came to moon
over myself, much less any Arabella
or Ethelinda, SO sound sleep visited me
| quickly.
About the time reached this state
and could outrival Aunt Becky in
dressing and reaching the flower
garden in the morning, she found time
to fix up her own bedstead and leave
me to my privacy again.
1t was late in the fall when she sale
to me one day:
well, Rue, do you think you Il las
through the winter?"
Last! Why, Aunt Becky, wouldn'1
do any thing else for the world'' wa;
my convincing ans wer, for it actual,
struck IA pang to my heart to think o
dying.
We'll, ! guess your folks want IL
see you home by this time;" and HON,
| went. Aunt Becky with me-
They were all ready to receive me
with pillows in the carriage ant
tender, sorrowing faces; she had don,
all the corresponding, as | did no
like to write letters, and had done i
as she pleased. So, when | rushed il
upon the family with my red cheek
and face as brown as a gypsy's, the.
could not have been more astonished /
had risen from the dead.
Il said you could cure her if any
body could!' father exclaimed. in de
light, that night.
But what did you give her, Becky?'
my mother anxiously asked.
Tools was her sententious an
swer.
What
"Tools-rake and hoe and spade AM
trowel!- gingham dress and thick
Soled shoes took away the Glove
and pencils she was eating till sh
looked like tallow candle;-hid he
love-sick stories and death wishing
Tor poetry and gave her something t.
laugh at instead-let the calves eat III
her lazy hammock and broke dow
my old bodstead 5o't she couldn't b
alone minute to cry and take on owe
her sentimental folder ;-turne,
her right out Into the open air an,
let the sky and the breeze and the flow
,rH hrip me out in -
"Nas ,Ea: all, Bccky?' Mother W.
% st rt,3cd that q could not lin
any thil s e.po TO say.
Wasn't that enough, as long a. I
cured herP'
And do you mean to say that sh
was not going into decline at alp
mother urged.
Yes, and no. She hadn't any dis
ease that's down in the books, thoug
| don't know what eating that stu
would have done in time. But sh
was declining fast into foolish, sent
mental, romantic simpIeton, with a.
her Ideas OF love and heroines an
atfinities and death. and she nigh
have declined by this time into some
thing worse, for she was fast gettin
where she could have been most easil