Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-08-19
MIR. BARNES NEW WIFE.

Il declare she's the han'somcst wo-
man I walks into the Ransom meet'n
house. Barnes must of had his eyes
open when Ire picked her out
IL was Mr. Whiting who expressed
this opinion. He and his wife were
pickin. early peas in their nigh gar
den, rs they callcl the patch nearest
the house.
Mrs. Whiting Cd not reply immedi-
ately, but she won't on with her work
with such enc ~ that the pea vines
suffered at her hands. Wh-n her hus.
band repeated with JUNCTION the ham
soonest woman she exclaimed:
II heard ye plain 'nough, Zenas.
You're jest like the rest of the men.
They al think they seen nothin'
like her. y hedocs look well. amt
disputin' of that"
IN her tigger!" unwisely went on
Mr.. Whiting, as he dropped a handful
of pea podsinto the pan '''n'her walk.
We amt seen no such in Ransom scnce
that woman troII New Orleans was
boarding down to the Bankses. Where
did you say lie found hcrE'
over beyond Bcllin'ham. Sarah Rip
10y said. She knows If her folks, was
the unenthusiastic reply.
After awhile Mr.. Whiting brought
another handful of pods, and sid that
women was odd. lie didn't see, for
his part. why they couldn't W up
when they sec2 a face n iigg1r like
Barnes new wife. 'Twouldn't hurt EN-
none"
Mrs. Whiting Strengthened herself up
from the vines. She looked intently at
the currant bushes, and apparently ad.
dressed her remarks Ia them:
faint no use To try 10 make men
know anything" she said. Then glanc.
ing down at her husband, who was sit
ting oil his heels and very busy, she
continued:
I'm thinkin' Of his first wife. Poor
Marshy' Its jest thirteen months n
six days ,rnce She died. ma blessed re.
lease to her. hope she's with her son
Barney, If there's any ~justic" ia Gods
laws She, a-rcsting with her sou."
The WOMAN spoke with almost tear.
full earnc,tncs,. She turned AMI looked
toward the tall white house t'nt stood
behind its Gins and llacs a short dis.
tance down the road.
II tell you, Zenas, T | know any.
thing bout folks by their faces Sam
Barnes II have a diff runt time with his
second wife from what he did with his
first | hope he will, N | shall see it.
Itll do me a sight Of good to have him
stan roun'. Let him take his turn, |
say. He's had most thirty year bein'
boss"
an yet Barnes is a good, fair n
square man to deal with, n a regular
member Of the church." said Mr.. Whit
ing.
Il know all that" responded Mrs.
Whiting, but you amt never ben his
wife
mo more amt you" said Zenas,
with his comfortable laugh.
THANK the Lord for that,' was the
fervent answer.
Then the two glanced at each other,
and in their eyes was something WHICH
might have led an observer to believe
that after all marriage was not always
a failure.
When both were steadily and ST.
lently at work again there was heard a
voice from the other side Of the wall
where the road lay.
Il didn't mean u begin to borrow
so soon, Mrs. Whiting, but will you
lend me n nutmeg | want 10 make
some dried apple pie. Mr.. Barnes is
fond Of hot pie for supper"
The man and woman in the garden
stood up suddenly.
Leaning on the wall in an indolent
attitude was n tall woman whose figure
limited somewhat at redundance, but
whose corset confined her waist 80 that
"a yet the hint was not too pro-
nounced. The dark, thin gown was
very plain, but fitted with a perfection
never seen IN Ransom, except perhaps