The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-04-28

1t was faded affair she held toward
him, done up rather baggily; but he re-
SO silk one with a gold handle.
ID your NAV know l KEEP yuh COM
p'ny home from church last night?"
"Unh-hunh.'
What id she say?"
"she didn't say much" Emarine was
recovering her self-p9ssession- Il went
right in an up an told her"
We'll, what id she she say?"
She didn't say much"
well, what? Emarine, why don't choo
tell me? You're the conrariest girli''
Am II" She flashed a coquettish glance
at him. She was quite at ease by this
time. 81 sh'u'dn't think you'd waste so
much time on contrary people, Mr.. Par
mer."
'Oh. tell me what she said
Welf'-Emarine commenced to laugh
she put the backs O. her hands on her
hips an looked at me a long time; then
she says-''Hunhl -leetle-heiferi You
think you're some pumpkins, don't your
They both laughed mirthfully:
well, what else id she say?''
Il don't b'leeve you want to know, Do
well, I sh'u'd sayr'
"Well-she said it c'u'dn't happen
nore'n ev'ry once n so often"
'Pshaw"'
"She did"
The young fellow stopped abruptly
A narrow, unfrequented path led through
deeper woods to the right.
'sEmarine, let's take this catecornered
"Oh, I'm afraid It's longer-an It's wash
day, you know, said Emarine, feebly.
Wen walk right fast. Come on.
Georgei But it's nice an sweet in here.
The path was narrowed and the trees
bent over and touched above them.
There was a kind of soft, lavender twi-
light about them. 1t was very STILL save
for the fluttering of unseen wings and
the occasional shrill scream of a blue-jay.
TT is sweet in here said ~Emarine.
i IL
with quick, searching look into her
lifted eyes, put his arms about her and
drew her to him. "Emariner he said,
with great tenderness. And then he was
against him, and looking down on her
with his soul in his eyes. It is a wise
man who refrains from much speech in
After a long silence Emarine lifted her
head and smiled trustfully into his eyes.
Its wash-day," she said, with flash of
so it is" he answered her, heartily,
AN 1 promised yuh we'd walk fast
-Emarine-''
''Weu?'
''Yuh must say it first"
Say what, Mr.. Parmer?"
Mr.. Parmerr His tone and his look
We're reproachful. Cant choo say Or
"oh. I ean-'if you want I sh'u'd."
well. l do want choo sh'ud. Emarine.
Now, yuh know what want choo to say
Why. no. I don't-hunh-unh"
"Emarine'-the young fellows tone
took on sudden seriousness-'I want
'sOh, my, no." cried Enarine. She
turned her head on one side like a bird,
and looked at him with lifted brows and
surprised eyes.
What. Emarine! Yuh won't?'
80, my, no. Each glance and move
ment were full of coquettishness. The
very fringes of the demure gray shawl
nd
vivacity
Orville Farmers face turned pale and
stern. He drew a long breath silently,
not once removing his searching look
from her face.
well. then he said. slowly: I want
to know what choo mean by up an lettin'
This was an instant quietus to the
girls coquetry: She gave him a startled
glance. a splash of scarlet came into
each cheek. For a moment there was
feint to withdraw from his arms. To
her evident surprise, he made no attempt
to detain her. This placed her in an
awkward dilemma, and she stood in an
irresolute way, with her eyes cast down
Young Farmers arms fell down at his
sides with a movement of despair. Some
absence of self-conciousness lent them a
manly grace.
Well, Emarine.,"' he said kindly: I'll
go back the way 1 come. Goodbye
against which she had been struggling
and which was girlish and innocent
enough to carry mans soul with it
into heaven-Emarine cast herself upon
his breast, and flung her shawl-entangled
arms about his shoulders. Her eyes were
earnest and pleading, and there were
enchanting she set her warm, sweet lips
tremblingly to his, of her own free will
Il didn't mean it, she whispered; Il
was only a-a-foolin'''
older q -ryha
one morning Mrs. Endey went to the
front door, and stood with her body
roofing the rich light from her eyes.
''Emarine 'ad ort to a got to the hill
path by this time" she said, in a grum-
bling tone. TT beats me what keeps her
so. l recon she's a-standin' like a bump
on a lawg, watchin' red ant or a tum-
ble-bug! She'd leave her dishwashin' any
tiplean' stand at the door with the suds
a-dripping all over her apurn an the
fioor-a-listnin' to one O. them silly med
der-larks a hollerin' the same notes over
an over! Her paws women-folks is all
Jest such FOOLS
She started guilty and brought her
eyes to the gate, which had clicked
sharply.
-, OH she said. That you; Emarine2"
She laughed rather foolishly; II was
too. Miss Presly's been here, an all the
strings she had to tell Why, fer PHYS
sakei Is that a dollars worth O. cot
Eyes, it is; an I guess It's full weight.
toc-from the way It feels. My arms
about broke"
the kitching. I've got somethin' to tell
Emarine followed slowly, pinning
spray of lilac in her bosom as she went.
where's that spring balance, Ema-
rine? I'm goin' TO weigh this coffee. If
it's one grain short I'll send it back. I'll
show 'em they can't cheat this old heni"
She passed the hook under the string
and lifted the coffee carefully until the
standing well back on her heels and
drawing funny little wrinkles up around
her eyes and nose, she studied the fig
ures earnestly. Finally. she lowered it
said, reluctantly, its just it---just to a
t. They'd ort to make it a little over.
though, to low for the paper bag. Get
the coffee canister, Emarine.'
through a tin funnel into the canister.
polishing the funnel with cloth. From
time TO time she glanced at Emarine
last she said: Mis- Presly spent the day
down I Mis- Farmers yesterday
did she?" said Emarine, coldly, but
the color came into her cheeks. Shall !
go on with the puddin' ?"
''Why, you can If you want. She told
me some things l don't like.
Emarine shattered an egg-shell on the
side of a bowl and released the gold
.sMissPresiy says once Mis- Farmer had
TO go an gether the eggs an put up the
chickens, so Miss Presly didn't think
there'd be any harm in just lookin' into
the. draw'rs an things; to see what she
got three to her name! An
only six napkins-an' them coarse's any,
thin'l When Mis- Farmer came in, Miss