Cottonwood report. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1893-1901, 1893-12-08


line has sent me cherry
F Re dress" sputtered Zu-
prettiest color!-and three
trah to trim it with. And
"a has coolly appropriated it."
needed a new gown" observed
,'ltosamond. And zu can do very well
with her dyed sage green. Besides, I'm
the oldestr'
that any reason you should be a
thiefr retorted the irate zuleika.
Girls, girls" protested the professor
turning his slim white fingers in the
hair of his head.
make her give it back to me, papal"
said Zuleika Its mine Aunt Pauline
never sent it to her. She has no bust
ness to take it."
Tell her to remember that she is only
child, papa" calmly remarked Rosa
mond, land that she ought to defer to
her elders"
Iuleika so far forgot her dignity as to
make face at Rosamond at this stage
of the discussion.
"Oh, just wish Capt. Calverly could
know what a whited sepulcher YOU are. /"
SAID she. Just wait till get chance
won't tell him about the Balm Of
Roses and the Coreopsis Cream for the
Complexion, and
Papa, will you silence herr" appealed
Rosamond, with the expression of a
grieved angel.
Girls, girls" groaned the professor,
do reflect. Here is this manuscript TO
be sent off to The Scientific Bi-Weekly
at o'clock this afternoon, and how do
you suppose it's to be done? Rosamond.
don't tease your sister. Zuly, be good
girl. and mind what Rosamond says"
The professor went back to his stacks
of pens and pools of ink. Rosamond
darted one triumphant glance at her
younger sister, and sailed like a royal
galleon out of the door.
Zuleika ran headlong into the garden
and never let loose the torrent of her
sobs and tears until she was safe down
among the pinks and phloxes, where the
bees went in and out of two little hives
and Kept up murmurous hum
81 wish was one of you, you dear
little brown belted thingsi" passionately
cried she, resting her chin in her hands
as she sat staring at them. her vision
blurred by tears. "Then there wouldn't
be any question of gowns and boots and
horrid, cross elder sisters. | wonder is
it wicked to hate Rosamond as do? |
shouldn't hate her if she was kind and
conslderate to me and acted as if
she loved me just the least little bit
in the world. 1t isn't the cherry col
ored cashmere SO much-though would
like new gown that hadn't been dyed
over, and that Rosamond hadn't worn
all the beauty out of before | got hold
of it-but it's the hateful, hideous, out
rageous injustice of the thing. I've al
most mind to run away, or to go for
f'hired help, or drown myself or some
thing. "Jacob!"-springing suddenly to
her feet-~~'hat are you doing hereg'
please, Miss Zuleika," said the stolid
farmland, "Eben Phelps, he's come
arter the bees"
"And what business has Eben Phelps
with my bees, I'd like to know"
miss Jefferd sold em to him, miss.
She don't want no bees here. She's goin
to have the ground leveled for tennis
court-whatever that may be-
Zuleika Jefferd stepped tragically to
the side of her beehives.
"This is too muchr' said She They
are my bees-not Miss Jefferd's, and if
any one dares to lay hands on hive I'll
have them prosecuted for tresspassl Do
you hear that, Jacob"
Jacob reiterated. There was no mis-
taking the determination in Zuleika's
eyes.
Eben Phelps was forced to drive away
without even a parley.
"Not's expected to carry away two
hives O bees in broad daylight" he ex-
planned to Jacob. I'VE might a knowed
better'n that, Jake; but | sort O wanted
to look at 'em afore Iclosed the bargain. ="
"Guess We hadn't better" said Jacob.
Our young missy she means just what
she says, and the bees is hern, anyway
Squire Bassett he gin EN- to her hisself. :"
Rosamond Jefferd only shrugged her
handsome shoulders when she heard all
this.
81 mean to have my tennis court, said
she, land mean to get rid of those obi
Gus bees, all in good time. Of course
Zu will rage, but she's always raging
about something"
Time passed on. The cherry colored
cashmere was made up, and Miss Jefferd
decided to wear it for the initial time on
the OCCASION of the visit of Mr.. Franklin
Jefferd, distant cousin in whose eyes
she desired to appear her very best.
"f he's really the rich member of the
family" argued Rosamond, "it's worth
while to take a little pains with ones
dress. We all know that a first impress
sion is everything"
81 suppose you'd like to marry him
and spend all his money for him." said
Zuleika, who was reluctantly helping in
the kitchen.
For Rosamond had decreed a stupen-
dous company dinner" and there was
no one who made such exquisite mayor
naise as Zuleika.
Rosamond laughed scornfully.
Little girls should be seen and not
heard" said she. Indeed, as have de-
cided to invite Mrs. Matthews and DR..
and Mrs. Raynhan, there won't be room
for you at the table"
Zuleika's eyes flashed.
"You won't dare to leave me outT'