Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-06-18
Ida BONNER.

Ida Bonner dislikel him from the
III rment when lirst she heard of hlln.
II was III late Septemb, T, i'll that
plua>antest, most peaceful hour after
sunset,
when the quiet-cOlored end of evening smiles
Miles on miles,
On the solitary pastures
Miss Bonner softly repeated the lines
10 hersel., looking OFF from the cramped-
up little porch on whose unpainted ST. Is
-he sat, over the broad sweep of tile
rolling prairie, TO where the last WIDE
haud of liquid golden light lay on the
'uw western horizon, distinct between
the darkening earth and sky
The prairie WAS, in point Of fact, not
altogether solitary. 1t WAS sparsely peo-
Piled with a farming community, that
duly supported one of those small,
white, rectangular school-houses which
50 abouuded IN Kansas. and III which
/ Ida had taught the winter bef, lie.
In spite of the disapproval reused III
somt. quarters 10y what the best society
of the Walnut Grove District WAS
pleased to term her fine Eastern aiIs,
she had been engaged TO teach there i
second year.
shes the smaiteSt teacher we've
ever had. man or woman.' Mr. Bum
ably had said And, besides, We cal
get her five dollars a month less than !:
man, be!u' as she's i wOIIian, and IL ; 4
good rule To save wherever you can,
{ and one I've always dealt by
And as Mr.. BuTnaby WAS the most
influential member of the school board,
as well Is the most well-to-do farmer
in the district. his fellow-trustees had
FASTENED To agree with him.
Mrs. Burnaby came out or the porch
this evening. while Ida still sat watch
ing the lingering light, with thought
fuI little contraction of her straight
blonde bruws, and both hands idly
clasped on her knee.
! That they had not been lille while
! the light lasted, a pile of neatly-mended
clothes, lying III the We rk-bashet beside
her, mutely attested-
oh, now, you shouldn't have done
that, honey!' expostulated Mrs. Burn
aby, as her eyes fell on them. Il meant
Light the lamp. It's one of Mr.. Burn
aby's ways not 10 have oil wasted while
daylight lasts, you know
Ida knew that, and many Other
WAYS of his. Her fresh, mutinous
4
| concealed by the friendly dust, but sht
said nothing, while Mrs. Burnaby went
gratefully on:
1t was real good of you, Ida, and
I'm much obliged; but I'd have go:
done by sitting up late tonight, and
you've enough else of y. ur own work
to do
| And haven't you more than enough
else to do, I'd like to knowr' laughed
Ida, looking up ever her shoulder al
the other, as she sank wearily into the
nearest chair. Are you very tiIe'i?'
Well, maybe little, Mrs. Burnaby
WAS obliged TO admit.
She had risen at four O'Clock that
morning. TO get ready the butter and
Eggs that were sent 10 town twice q
| week, and had scarcely stopped working
since.
1t does seem good to be quiet a bit.
she went on, now the after upprI
work is all done, and the cows milked,
and the milk strained and set away.
wouldn't have minded anything much
| to-day, only / tired my back SO with
yesterdays churning. That old churI
is powerful hard TO work with
| Why don't you have one of those
new patent ones?' suggested Ida.
| Your butter always bringssuch a good
price that l should think you might
afford it,
We'll, you see, can make it just as
nic- with the old churn, only more
work. and Mr.. Burnaby says, s'e, that
a woman's time don't count for much.
anyhow; and, then, he's been saving all
) lie can SOS to buy more land this fall.
: He means - have the finest farm il
I the county fore lie dies, he says, sc.
And he always has taken the butter
money himself
Yes chlmed in her husbands
voice, and it's come right handy. 100,
/ for II counts up in a year. 'Fraid there
won't be quite so much butter TO sell
for awhile, though, for I'm going "a
take another boarder. You must try