The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1895-06-08
1*1t was beautiful day, remember,
very sunny an bright, an you was
IL "a to Malk the sh adv side Of the waV

very sunny an bright, an you was
glad to walk the shady side of. the way
that day, I can tell you, Very hot it
was in the big barn where the flower
show was. Twas all done up with
fine flags and wreaths an all sorts,
an it was that hot the flowers was
most wilted afore it come time for
the prizes. An every one was wipin'
their faces with their andkerchers, an
saying there hadn't been such day
this twenty year.
"When it come time for the prizes
we was all settin' on forms packed
close like herrins. Mother was there
of course, an George an his friends,
an Hetty sat next ter me, an George
that's your gran'father-was settin'
the other side Of her. An she KEEP
edgin' away from him an gettin close
to me, an crushin' my new print, not
to mention 'er own, an she KEEP on
oldin' my and that tight I didn't
know 'ow to bear myself, an I never
see a bonnet with pink ribbons look
worse on any young woman than it
did on 'er. Mine always suited me.
'ad it done up with blue the year I
was married.
"Presently it come to roses. The
barn was full-all the gentry an the
parson an his friends an the grocers
an people with carts 'ad come from
far an near.
"Well, the gentleman what was Civ
ing out who had got prizes, ne takes
up the bunch O. blue roses, I done 'em
up nicely with white ribbon, for
Hetty was in one of her queer fits an
wouldn't touch 'em, an he says:
"'Hetty Martini"
"Hetty jumped on her feet. Ifeltwhat
she was a-goin' to do, an tried to
hold her down, but no. She shook her
arm clear O. me, an she called out in
a kind O. sharp, shrieky voice as you
could a. 'eard mile Off
"'Don't you go for to give me no
prizes, she says. It's all a lie-them
roses is made up blue. Aunt she Just
hit tit was the blue bag. | never
meant to tell, but I can't a-bear it. I
made 'em up blue-an' done it my
selt an don't care who knows it,.
There
eyes, my dears Swell may you look!
She spoke up like that-she did in
deed-afore all that barnfull! I never
see such a gell. Why, wouldn't nev-
er even a. thought O. such thing, let
lone doin' it. Disgraceful, call ia
gell putin 'erself forward afore folks
like that!
"You could a. heard a pin drop. as
the sayin' is, the place was that quiet,
for full 'arf minute. My 'eart was in
~ 1o@ - ,,S
ute | didn't know what she'd say
next. ----.=s - . e.. - -. .,.,..
~-"FPhe silly gell! Why, two whole
summers we'd blued them roses, and
no one never know'd, an no one
wouldn't never a. known. We useter
do it of a mornin' early afore mother
came down. Hetty an me useter creep
down in our stocking feet, SOS not to
make a cutter, an afore we raked out
the fire or opened the house we'd run
round to the rose-tree and look if there
was any more buds out; an Hetty 'ud
say, Here's another Addie' an I'd
say, AN right, Hetty, We'll 'av i'm, ,
an I'd rub the blue-bag round it once
or twice: an when it rained the blue
soaked in more, an the wet would
seem to take it right into the roses
hearts. An as the roses opened it
would be all blue-from us having
blued the edges, An to think we
might a. gone on, an took all the
prizes at the flower shows! I hate
a fool
"Well, that day in the barn it last
ed-that kinder quiet like as if we was
in church-it lasted for full 'arf a. min
ute, an it seemed lihe 2O-an' then
there come a buzz, buzz, like a. whole
bench O. bees when a boy throws an
apple at 'em--an' Hetty She says:tOh!'
quite soft an frightened like-as we'll
as she might beam then, afore anv
one could say a. word to 'er, she was
OF through the big barn door, like
rabbit with the dogs arter it.
1.-The old gentleman what give the
prizes, he said he know'd it all along
but e 'adn't, for he'd drove over in
his own carriage to see our blue roses,
and called them curious material phe-
no suthin' or other.''
"And didn't Hetty tell of you, Mrs.
Minver?"
ooh! no, my dear. With all her
girl"
"And Mr.. George?"
"Oh! he come up that arternoon-I
see him from our window by the pear
tree-and Hetty she says
'1'm agoln' inter the orchard she
says; If e wants me-but 1 don't
think e will want me- says she.
"He did want her though, an he
says to me-
"'1ou come along, Addie, an hear
what I've got to say
eve went out inter the cherry Or
chard all the cherries was gathered
though-an' Hetty was there, walkin'
up and down like ferret as wants to
get out OF it's hutch an can't. An
George, he says:
" .Lookee here, Hetty;" he says, 4
don't wish no ill-feelin', but you see
It's best for us to part. Pm sure if
you set any, store by me, you wouldn't It
wish ME to keep company with a cell
as could act a ivin' lie, as parson saws.
An l'm sure the lord wouldn't grant
a ble3sin', an 1 wish you we'll an
good-by.'
~ never see a gell look so plain-for