Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1899-02-24

iecDcit Cudupity-
1t is the first time in her life that
Shell has been called beautiful" and
quick flush rises to her white skin
which really renders her so for the
moment Then she breaks into a
laugh.
1T is chicken-pox-not smallpox"
she says quickly
Are you sure?" asks her compan-
ion. whilst a look of relief lights up
his whole face
Yes, quite; for the first twelve hours
the doctor feared otherwise, but there
is no doubt whatever now they are suf-
fering from chicken-pox in its mildest
form; only as Mrs. Pomfret's children
have not had it, we are taking every
precaution"
And you-have you had it?" asks
Robert Champley anxiously.
Yes, three years ago." laughs Shell;
80 you see"-with a satirical little
smile-"I have been running no great
risk"
"As it has turned out" answers her
companion, regarding her steadily;
but / can never forget that you nursed
them during those twelve doubtful
hours when all others turned and fed"
THAT is nothing returns Shell care
lessly; then, advancing to the little
cots drawn side by side, she says to
the children, Now you have got kind
Mrs Tolley, am going TO run away"
mo, no, Sell-you stop too" iisps
Meg, catching Shells sleeve in her hot
hand. 'Tolley can't tell about the fairy
princess.
"Oh, yes, she cant" hazards Shell,
with laughing glance at Mrs. Tolley.
Besides, I'll find out about more prin-
cesses to tell you when you are well
again." and she bends down to i'm
print farewell kiss on the fevered
face
Suddenly gray-coated arm is inter-
posed between Shells red lips and
little Meg's white brow.
Il can allow no kissing," says Rob-
ert Champley decidedly.
Shell draws herself up rigid as a
grenadier, whilst Meg fights feebly with
an intervening arm.
You have run risk enough without
it." explains Mr.. Champley al
most angrily.
Shell merely shrugs her shoulders.
Mrs. Tolley," she says. turning to
the housekeeper, 'if you will come
into the other room with me l VIII
explain about the medicine, et-cetera,
and the doctor will be here shortly, so
you will have full directions from him
about the children"
Mrs Tolley does as she is asked, and
rom that 'other room" Shell slips
lway home without any further inter !
course with Robert Champley.
A fortnight has elapsed. In the rus
ic porch of Gorse Cottage two figures |
re seated-a laughing-eyed merry girl |
n spotless white, tall, stalwart man
n gray tweed The house door is |
losed, and the interview is conse-
a private one.
81 shall call you Pearl" the gen.
leman is saying, with laughing de-
ision-
NO, I won't be Pearl; my old name
uits me much better / am rough and |
neven and hardin fact, thorough
yster-Shell," pouts the girl rebellious-
=.
You certainly conducted yourself
Ike a Shell when / first knew you;
ut adversely opened the Shell, and
hen l saw the treasure inside, and
ounced upon my Pearl" laughs the
entleman.
Il hope / may really prove treasure
, you, but 1 sometimes doubt It," says
hell with comic candor. you know
have a good many faults-I am quick
and blunt and some people
link me eccentric"
Robert Champley INDUCES in an
nused laugh.
You will perhaps be surprised to
sar that neither am perfect" be re-
rms. Il can be obstinate, and even
'umpy at times"
"Really?" asks Shell in tone Of I'M
lief.
''Yes-really and truly" laughs the I
ntleman. And now, PEARL told
u l was Obstinate want to know
nat induced you to be so particularly
civil to Ted and me when we first v
turned to Champley House" N
WAS very horrid?" she asks evas- D
Ely, flushing. Il
You snubbed poor Ted so unmerci- a
lily that l doubt il he VIII ever re- a.
yer his normal state of placid con- Y
IT," h