The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-06-11

nerves of her youngest born. who lay
{ stretched across her lap whimperins
over a new tooth.
Il tell mother she's foolish to worry
about the children as she does; l don
| because I've told EN- time an ager
| they mustn't go near the we'll"
She smiled reassuringly at the Wis
itOr as she made this placid statement
and her eye, wandering beyond, fell
upon Clay Ambrose's expressive legs.
well, 1 declare! Clay Ambrose
| Clay Ambrosei You come here this
minuteI The times I've told that child
| to keep away from that well. You
want me to come there and get yOu?
a desperate struggle of the legs was
| the reply, and Clay Ambrose trium-
phantly assumed the upright position
and trotted back TO the house with an
Overlooking pail.
His mother settled back in her chair
with restored placidity. He scarf me
| most to death; | thought sure he was
gOin' in that time. Don't you never
go near that well agen. You under
stand?'
Clay Ambrose nodded in token that
he cOmprehended. Here gramma, -
he said, and held up the pail of water
with both hands.
Mrs. Peckham gathered up the reins
and clucked to the horse after she and
Mrs. Dayton returned to the rafting
wagon, and amid cordial injunctions to
come again soon" and Yes. we will,
an you must come an see u.s. they
ratified away.
Il never saw such an easy-goin' crit
ter as that wife o. Henry's is Mess
twas Henry himself. or Mis- Hig-
gins s the only one in that family
that's got one spark of real get up an
get along, an she amt any more idea
of COVER ment than old tabby cat that
alers would take care of her own kit
tens and the young cats kittens, too.
an let both sets torment the life out
of her" Mrs. Peckham handed the
reins to her companion and tucked her
green bonnet strings inside her dust
cloak secure from fading, before she
assented.
We'll, it's largely Henry's bringin'
up. / don't know as he oughter be
blamed altogether. But she always
did do ev'ry thing for him when he
was a boy an let him set round. and
now he's grown up an has this greet
family of children on his hans he don't
seem to RELY know how to manage
Miss Dayton slapped the reins on old
Whitey's back and hurried him
around the corner, then checked his
progress While she carefully spread a
blue barege veil over her bonnet and
gathered the corners under her chin
There, 1 know this bonnets getting
just as full of dust as it can hold. and
there won't be a ray of color in it
with the sun beatin' down on it this
way. But Florette makes such Il fuss
if | don't look just so when we're out
ridin' that 1 don't dare put on a veil,
nor hardly a buster. l believe that
clouds gone round an we shant have
a shower after all. Get up, Whitley,
Whitley logged down the hill and into
brother. the man of the family was
one-horsc moving ma
chine.
Meanwhile. Merwin, Mrs. Higgins
older grandson. gazing down the road
after the retreating caller, had been
reused by a bird-like call apparently
falling down out of the fieecy-ffecked
blue above. He hesitated not a mo-
ment in locating it. His sister Melissa
was perched in the cherry tree over
the wall and trilling clearly as a signal
for him to join her. In another mo-
ment he was swinging himself up to
the bough above her, While he settled
to her occupation of pulling generous
handfuls of the ripened fruit and slip
ping them out of sight as quickly as
possible. Thus happily engaged. he en-
tertained Melissa with an account of
the afternoons social pleasures. She
nodded her head appreciatively as he
ended. Il don't think that wells real
safe myself One of the stones slants
right down. an it's drefful slippery
when you splash water on it."
'Sho." Srunted Merwin. with mascu-
line loftiness. Il amt 'fraid.''
We'll. mebbe there amt for YOU"
persisted Melissa. "but some of the
children II be fallin' in sures fate n
then | shall have 'em to take care of.
[ wish pad fix il"
well. he won't yet awhile. cos he
an mas goin' up to Pettipaug 70 Aunt
LoiZy's tomorrow to stay two or three
days l bet you anything they won't
be home for a week" And Melissa did
not offer to take the bet.
The next afternoon Grandma Hig-
gins stood in the door of the strangely
1uiet house and looked out for
grandchild. Henry and his wife had
ridden away in the early morning with
the baby in lap any Clay Ambrose
tucked down in front, and Merwin and |
Melissa had been out of sight so long
that the silence began 10 grow OPP
DreSsive.
4 want a pail of water. / cid get !
il myself s wells not. but Pm 'fraid |
hem children re up i'm that cherry |
Tree. | hain't heard nothin' of 'em |
since dinner l expec' nothin' but |