Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1898-12-23

DO you remember those jolly times
We used TO have out blackberrying. and
what particularly delicious blackberry
jam your cook used to maker" asks the
younger brother. taking seat beside
Shell toward the end OF the evening.
Edward Champley Is true English
man, and. although three times already
he has abandoned that seat In despair.
he Ii still unwilling to acknowledge
himself beaten.
She does not reply for a moment;
she is In the act OF picking out knot
In the silk she Ia using, and till she has
fully accomplished that intricate feat
she ignores the fact even that she has
been spoken to; then. turning upon
him with keen eyes, which look almost
piercingly dark In the lamp-light, she
says quietly
Il beg your pardon"
Ted Champley feels taken back; his
remark-which savors In his own mind
slightly OF the sentimental, and indeed
was made in somewhat sentimental
tone-cannot be repeated in face OF
that stolid air OF Indifference on Shells
part; 80 he changes his former CONVEX
sation for another
You seem to have become wonder
fully Industrious since | saw you last"
he says. CHANGING anything but admir-
ingly at tho pretty garland OF flowers
that Is growing under her white fin
gers.
Yes; am very fond of work. When
you saw me last / was q child: and
children are SO stupid--they never
think OF anything but play returns
Shell scornfully. pursuing her occupa-
ton AS though her living depended up
on 1t.
Upon my word" laughs Ted, ut Is
my belief that good many children
are wiser than their elders-so obser-
want, you know, and all that kind of
thing. really don't think you would
class all children together again as be-
Ing stupid II you only knew those
little kids OF Roberts; they are awful
little sharpers.'
Il suppose their father takes quite
an interest In them?" remarks Shell
In a bored tone.
Her companion stares at her for
some moments in amazement, then
breaks into rather hooking laugh.
well, yes-Robert does take a de-
,ided interest In Bob and Meg. Seeing
hat they are his own children, per-
maps 1t is not to be wondered at"
No. OF course-that would account
or It, responds Shell quietly, and ig-
,oring the ring OF sarcasm In Ted's
foice.
Il don't see how any one could help
liking them-poor little beggars!' con-
inues the young man bluntly, and in
! voice that speaks volumes OF wonder
t his companions heartlessness.
Shell breaks into rather an affected
title laugh.
Dear me- she says wonderingly-
have shocked you2 II 80. you must
lease forgive me- for don't like chill
rem"
Ted makes no remark for few mo-
nents. but sits watching her with keen
eyes. expecting every in
tant that some relenting dimple
ound her lips would belle her words;
ut no--Shell works on in serene UNI
Consciousness. with her well-poised
cad little on one side, and all her
ttention apparently fixed upon her
Tork.
lis there anything under the sun that
on do like?" asks Ted at last, In
,ne OF desperation.
"0h. yes. several things answers
hell briskly. Let me see"-refiec- I
vely-"I like work. and reading, and
am awfully fond of gooseberry- tart"
Ted bursts into such hearty peal
laughter that Rrby-who is engaged
singing trio with vi and Robert ]
hampley-give utterancc to q false
,te. Shell. after a futile effort TO con-
oil her trembling lips, joins In his
erriment. IL
mo: but. seriously" he says, when a
ey have both done laughing. you {
ust have. l know. few artistic 7
SITES. / remember you used to play I
me very jolly pieces. so you must be ,
nd OF music" I
Shell shakes her head In despon-
mt manner.
NO" she answers csrelessly. 81 have
, talent for anything in particular
course play little and sketch a
tie; but | do nothing well enough c
r II to be pleasing to anybody but n
yself." l.
'sHow do you know that II you never