Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-08-21
TOPSY.

"He thinks more of Topsy than he
does of me said Huldah.
Joe Brockway laughed.
But she is a dandy little horse, you
know, he said, letting his 2 wander
TO where Huliah's Uncle Robert stood
stroking and patting Topsy. Look at
her shape, just
Il know" said Hullah. I've heard
Uncle Robert rave about her enough.
Little head, arched neck, slender
legs
Joe brought his hand down on his
sweetheart with another laugh.
But llulidh's brown eyes were lifted
seriously 10 lIis laughing blue ones.
Whats the matter!' he said gayly.
well, I'm not adamant exactly,
Joe" said liuldah slowly. I'm not
a fossil. and its hard to have an uncle
who cares n much for a horse as he
does for You, and to hear nothing but
horse talk from morning till night. and
10 get SO Ulonesol Re sometimes you Just
don't know win { 10 do.
"oh,cJoe,' Huldah murmured meek
ly, Il ought .ot to say it. | don't
know whats the matter with me. l.
p
And Joe Brockway heard a stiiied
sob, saw a ,wishing skirt and found
himself alone on the front steps.
"Huldah, he cried, and gave chase.
Through the hall he ran, and into
the sitting room and the kitchen. and
then out into the back yard and around
the house, sending two doing eats
wildly fleeing. and going through HUI
dah's petunia bed.
Hang it," he cried, coming TO a BAT.
fed stop, with a Redeemed face and
dislieyelcdhair
His good looking countenance show
ed n LITTLE wrath. considerable distress.
and some INDIGESTION.
Il believe I'll tell her this minute
he mutterel. "What'll she say about
Topsy then: Li,tle simpleton-dear
little sinipleton,"
Bnt after a moments reflection he
walked toward the barn. where HUI
dah's Uncle Robert was still engaged
with Topsy.
Huldah had fed up stairs TO her bed
room. There she sat. with her face
hidden in a fold Of her dress and her
tears soaking the starch out Of ii.
Oh, dear. Oh, dear! What was she
crying about! Everything!
1t was her Uncle Robert, for one
thing. lie was kind of course. But If
he were not quite 50 wrapped M in that
new trUttcr. Il he ever would talk 10
her about anything else-ahout her
OWL poor little affairs, for instance
and stay ia the house sometimes in
stead Of the barn. What lid lie want
of Topsy, anyhow Huldah wished he
had never seen her.
For since Joe had taken a partner
ship in a hardware store in Wakely il
was doubly lonesome for her here in
Cheever.
All! she had not been quite fair in
letting Joe think her tears were all for
her Uncle Robert.
Since Joe had gone TO Wakely!
Wakely was such a lively place, with
possessions of which Cheever had never
d~reamed-an opera house and a park
with a fine band pavilion. And pretty
girls-Wakely was norcd for its pretty
girlsl
What was the matter with her? Wa
he not her own true loverl Had he
not devoted many a half day to CON-
ing home To see herr Wasn't ne home
for that purpose now3
And still Huldah sobbed on.
She was tired and nervous, she re-
fiected, dismally. Doing all the house
work and canning Strawberries at the
same time had been too much for her,
she supposed and she had not felt well
lately besides.
And she gathered up a fresh corner
Of her gown and cried harder.
She did not know how long she stay
ed there, but when she went down
stairs at last there was nobody in sight
or hearing.
She had expected to find that Joe
had gone, but where was her Uncle
Roberti
The table showed a masculine litter
of cold greens and lemon pie. Oh!
and here was a note pinnedt To the table
cloth
Am going % wakely. Be back early.
Wakely-what for' oh, yes! HUI
dab OWNED In an instant. There was
a man in Wakely giving an exhibition
of horse training. Joe had told her,
and Of course Joe had gone back with
him.
Was he angry with herr HIuldah won
dered. And was her Uncle Robert dis
pleased because she had neglected his
supper II they were she deserved It.
She was a poor, l~achrymose, disagree
able thing-she, Huldah Spencer, who