Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-08-12

you. press you to my breast,
- the clasp that angels know
loves to one sweet soul throb grown
William Struthers In Home journal
MING A WIDOW.
amI" quoth Mr.. Wiggleton, to
farmland.
what's wantin'?" lazily re-
lothian Hardcastle, with half
fed straw between his teeth, as
a up from the bit of harness he
nding
Widow Palinleaf has taken the
~ the foot of the lane"
me something ] didn't know
aid lothian, with more freedom
ference in his manner
!. If she sends up to b ,rrow the
the hoe, or the spade"
what them?
II her she can't have 'em. Women
Sys borrowing. | knew Hobart
when he was alive; he was
borrower. | don't want any
do with his widow"
right" observed lothian. philo-
IN, and his master resumed the
pf his newspaper once more.
ann said Mr. Wiggleton, about
IN afterward. as he came in heated
t of breath from walk. tMr.
Zen wasn't as spry as he had been
5is five-and-f ortieth birthday. and
nst Hill was pretty steep ascent.
"a, what now?''
u onder if that was the Widow
"a saw gathering blackberries
hsket by the south wall of the
8arden?"
VA O. slim and tall?"
Alue eyes and hair as shiny as satinY'
\ nId . little white parasol, lined with
N kon likely it was" said lothian.
stft persisted the puzzled land
= she doesn't look at all like a
here's as much difference in widows
! f&are is in other folks" observed Jo-
hSlf fryly
Mi Wiggleton was silent for mo-
zes1t u two.
hamf' he finally said.
sEeIig'
3s1 she sent to borrow anything?
1t yesterday forenoon asked If
u ia screw driver to lend-the hinge
VI min loose ON the garden gate"
5ld what did you tell her?'
H my order was contrary wise to
or borrowin'."
ham, you are fool"
Int the first time you've said so.
III lint the first time you've been
vTjnK~ said lothian, with calmness of
|elu&&f1or that was beautiful to behold.
.H8fd words is considered in the wages,
md INIT the man to find fault only
la III 7ou told me-"
Ye& but. lothian, never mind. the
lexf time she sends let her have what
Iver she wants.
Said somethin' about wantin' man
D come and hoe them early potatoes. Be
ID goa''
ertainly = of course. Neighbors
!hoaId act like neighbors, especially in
he ccuntry."
And Mr.. Wiggleton sighed, and wished
hat he was not too corpulent and unused
- labor to hoe the Widow Palmleafs
lartY Potatoes himself.
But he did the next best thing; he
want over to look at the field after 10
hmm had hoed it, and gave the widow
ycod advice concerning certain rocky
lp hill bit of sheep pasture that belong, 9
ID necottage.
I'D lay that down in winter rye if
were you. ma am, said Mr. Wiggleton.
am SO much obliged to you" said
the widow, sweetly. "Since poor, dear
Hobart was taken away have no one tc
advise me on these subjects"
And Mr.. Wiggleton thought how soft
and pretty her blue eyes looked as she
spoke.
oh. pshawt' said lothian. leaning or
the handle of his hoe, winter rye ain,
the sort O crop for that spot, Spring
wheat's the only thing to grow there"
Hold your tongue, Jothami" cried hi
testify.
Yes, sir, WILL" said lothian, with
broad grin over Mr., Wiggletons shining
bald head.
And about these hyacinth beds
maam, said the latter, recovering hi
equanimity, ''I'll come over this evening
Il you will allow me-
( "I shall be delighted" interrupted tn
widow, with a smile that showed Sc
of teeth as white and regular as pearls.
This evening, ma'am," repeated Mr.
Wiggleton, with bow. land well
sketch out a diagram. Hyacinths hav'
to BE- humored. Mrs. Palmleaf."
vadow.
That evening, after Mr.. Wiggleton ha,
refurned from discussing the momentum
question of sandy soil, dubious roots an,
cxe¢s and circles, he found lothian
un the front porch contentedly breathing
TIE Hover scented air.
very pretty woman, that Mrs
kHkmleaf, Jotham," said the employer
noR because there was any special con
Gen1ality of soul between himself and hi
farm hand. but because he could hav
s4AkFd to the gate posts II lothian hadn
h4ppened to he tiitre.
Well. nobody doubts that. as ever
heerd on, said lothian. with his elbow
On bis knees and his face complacentl
turned toward the full moon
And she cant be over thirty"
30 should a-said myself" assente
Jokham.