Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1896-03-07
AS THE YEARS 90 BY

eled. Mrs. WINSTON SniYcred quite
luxurlonsiy, thinking what a horrid
day Ii was. She was sitting at little
table. and on II was a rosewood desk,
She wore an old tea gown and old
slippers and she was indulging In Old
memories the latter she was reient-
lessly tearing up, Already many
scraps lay In the waste basket--a
limp. somewhat musty heap,
From the open lid OF the desk came
faint odor OF crisp rose leaves, OF
yellowlsh perflimed notes and fra
grant wood. Ii was twenty years
since the contents had been disturbed.
The day before her wedding Mrs.
winslow had tucked them away, and
shut them la safely, and after while
had lost the key. To-day she broke
the lock--ln the matter.0f fact way OF
forty, she WAS destroying the foolish
senrimentalities She fingered the
odds and ends, smiling intluigently at
the thought OF the young person who
had not been able 10 part from them.
She examined the desk critically
She thought IL might be renovated for
Gcneyieye. The child would soon ~
sixteen. Mrs. Winsl0w herself was
sixteen when her mother had bOs.ns
friends. Aud then the time she had
laid her tonseled head down upon Ii
aud had cried as one cries bar seldom.
Then how tragic the thing had been.
and now how trivial il seemed.
Would GeneyieFe care for the desk
she wondered one OF those spindle.
legged. ngOdernrantlquc affairs might
please her more than given Ii To her.
and Il then was generation old.
She snoothed the faded purple yel.
vet IL was cut where the lids bent.
and on II were odd little shiny spots
The times and times she had leauf hsf
elbows there, aud had scribbled Idle
hleruglyphics on her best writing pa
per. waiting fnF inspiration .fhe
times and times she had dashed IN
lntpetttnus volumes 10 thl4 shabby
portable reiir She raised the lid of
the smaller compartment the holy Of
hoilcs and the trstsa II contained she
touched with lighter fingers. There
was the stuhby. wooden pnitoltlsrs It's
end hatftnibbled BIZ impatient young
teeth, Therr MAS bit ~ ragged blot.
ting paper, black with Use, What
cherished pcrtshed correspondence had
been condensed In I'd, There was a
poor ilttie bunch of wfthsred sIatets-
a bontonnlsFe from what mans bur.
tonhols'. There was tiny little taek
81 " notes. bound BY a rotten elastic
from John Morgan, Who had ,i4yeg
married, And there WAS coFpuirnt
package of letters atIshiy lied with
pink ribbon Those We're Tins. last
Of all, IN an envelope. she found two
photographs One Vas n round faced.
smiling. sauey girl. wh0 stared back nj
her with twinkle tn her eye Mrs
Winslow fFowued slightly. dtsapproy.
lngly. She critically noted thr siowdt
cut OF the dress. The snpcrahundance
81 hair on tho forehead. the mir III
dressed In my best" suggested By
the whole.
Ibid | really hook like thatg' sug
gestcd Mrs. WINSTON.
She glanced AT portrait hanging
opposite her She anw n we'll nrr
served woman. enrgpnusly gownest ~
tinc presence and somewhat severe 81.
preston Again she studied the pho-
tosraph, and with a certain patrunia
Ing Indulgence, she called il pert
Yet u was charming. fresh. amlHtle. a
face that delighted mems eyes ami
haunted their memories
The other likeness waa that Of 4
very young man Mrs Wlnslpw held
u In the palm Of her hand. The tire.
light shnne rnddily on Il aud tinted
the hair with gold. u was quite ANUS
lngly old-fashloucd the coat was intg
~, the collar too low. the scarf connie
~ The face WAS exceedingly c0mrIy.
hotish, serious. purposeftll
There came into Mrs. Wtnstow.a
eyes something misty and tender.
Her lips moved Tim. ms darling.
she whispered. rho picturr4cye
looked az her with a frank, sweet
look that had thrilled her long. hong
ago,
.Are Won rcaiiv deaa rt,x -.
estT
The something In her eyes dropped
from her spare lastes on the faded
velvet, and II made dark spot among
the shiny ones.
DUSK was entering the room. Shad.
oWs blotted the corners. The fire.ltght
danced on the pictures and brlc n hruc
touched them up Enthusiastically, Tho
rain had ceased pattcring. III tho skv
near the roof-linc Of tho opnnaitc
houses, was q long, golden rift Mrs.
" lnal0w walked 10 the window ana
ghzed np into II. Suddenly there was
= noise 81 heavy steps 10 tho ball. 4
hand brusauely pushed aside tho cur.
tnias 10 tho doorway. Mrs. Wjnslow
g'illtily acr, ~ the Threshold
Well. Nell. whnt ARE won doing IN
dark 'u'' w
she met him, aud they exchanged 4
curt marital salute.
oure come home nice and enrty
aren't you dearf' she said. and edged
toward the desk. U.s."
lie had already M tho gas md waa
!, Standing. with legs. spread. an the
hearth briskly rubbing his hands
WHAT'S all this stun. NellY Never
saw this desk before"
ITS been knocking about tho yar
ret. ! only found II to-day rya bea,,
\. myself rummaginr throngh
she began hastily a. gather m Tho
scattered things. w wig
WHY he exclaimed. "tberes ~
Old picture If you,' w
sweeplngly he picked m tho t,yo
photographs lying together tbnso .ho
l naa been trying particularly 70 aim
us good one. How pretty Won