Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1891-06-06
AMBITION.

why, Libby, Is that you? Stop a
minute; I'm going your way and III
walk home with you"
'Im in hurry, JobF" stammerod the
tall young girl whom job Lindley had
addressed.
But ] won't detain you a secondr'
catching up the change and the parcel
from the countcrof the little general shop
which served for grocery. dry goods en-
poTium, flour mill and postofiice for the
dwellers in Succothville. I'm ready
now"
Libby Morse was slender. bright
eyed girl Of Is. job Lindiey was the
village druggist, a quick, keen faced
young fellow, with a healthy glow on
his cheeks.
They walked briskly along over the
hard frozen winter roads. in the gray
twilight.
Were you getting anything at the
storey Job asked. Have you any
bundles for me to carry?"
Libby laughed bitterly.
Il was asking for letters" said she.
There were none for me- didn't much
expect there would be- Luck don't come
to mel'
Luck Job looked at her in a per.
picked way. hope. Libby-I do hope
you haven't been persuaded into buying
tickets in the Breezetown lotteryr'
"Nonsensef" retorted Libby.
Your uncle gives you all the spend.
ing money you want. don't heg"
He gives me all ask for" Libby an
swered-adding. within herself: And
little enough that isl
You're not discontented at living
with himG"
mot especially"
Because. Libby, II you don't like IL
where you arc
"oh. job, there comes Alice Mark.
hamF hastily interrupted the girl I've
got message for Alice. You'll excuse
me, won't you? Good-byr
job Lindley stood puzzled, In the
middle Of the road, watching Iibby's
figure vanish against the yellow bar tina,
still marked the spot where the sun had
gone down half an hour ago.
Its queer" said he "fm hanged If
understand iti Every time | get any.
where near that subject she slips away
from me, exactly as II she understood
what l was going TO say It's like try
ing to catch the waters of a running
brook In ones hand To me there's no
girl in all Succothville like Libby Morse.
and yet ] can't for the life of me tell
whether she cares for me OF mott"
In the meanwhile Libby had Joined
Alice Markham. the young district school
teacher, whose week IL was, in board.
ing around, to 20 to sfr Morse's.
''oh, Alice" said she, breaihless with
the haste she had made, "rve had such
an escaped"
Child. what on earth do you meang''
said Miss Markham. who, though abe
was scarcely month older than Libby.
In actual time. had the dignity of at least
thirty summers.
Perhaps il was as much owing 20 the
responsibilities Of her position a. to
natural temperament, but still II was
thero-the sober. charming sedateness Of
a young queen.
II think, Alice" said Libby. In O mys.
terious whisper. that job LindIey wants
70 ask me to marry him. I've just been
walking with hin."
"Well--and IL he doesg-
"It's such nonsense, %aid Libby.
slightly accelerating her swift. elastic
pace.
II don't see that at all. said composed
Alice. Every girl il the better FOR a
good, sensible husband
"Fiddlesticksl" cried Libby. ASH a
girl with an ambition like mo wanted 20
be tied down To life in the back parl,r
behind druggists eounterr'
An ambitionT' repeated Miss Mark
ham.
"Ah, haven't told youi" cried exult.
ant Libby. dancing mp and down until