Cottonwood report. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1893-1901, 1899-12-01
PID INACYCLONE.
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{1ASTA looked wistfully out Of
Har small-paned window, deep
~ in the heavy sod wall, and
- Diles of unwashed dinner dishes
6@. I1ich she was at work hardly &C.
1iIHX{H4 for that sigh and the view
|<I11f was pleasant, rather than
&E64 Use.
#8a Sunday afternoon In the late
lot and unusually still for that
IS |rHx country, but the rolling
<<6E<IIes of prairie grass and the green
E4I16 BE- young wheat and corn stin
s|4 {he freshness of early spring.
H0k The cloud. mo larger than a
cIHa@ hand," is always present in some
<o<u or other.
One was at that moment rising lazily
M tile western horizon, over the low,
&<etE hills, just faint summer cloud,
unseen by the girl, whose eyes were
Exed on nearer and, to her, much
knoz& &ttractive object. This, as Is apt
% BIZ he case when maidens sigh, was
4 young man, who, on the other side
of barbed-wire fence, some little dis
tanee AWAY, was busily engaged in
waiting his buggy, which was rolled
n f31ut of his own little sod house.
Ho vas of middle size, dark-haired
ana EeRtured, like herself, and clad in
kNe eAreless costume of overalls and
jacket Of blue denim, and dingy from
&<tt<ure to sun and weather, and the
1atteEed sombrero of light felt, which
#Ss& Usual in his everyday occupation
&k f&fming.
&t my one familiar with that part of
ire tonntry could tell at glance, they
n Ntfe young Bohemians, members of
fAHE Ereat army Of hardy settlers who
H1<& made homes for themselves In
<1e Ereviously untitled west.
Hst hearts will be hearts in every
NI4SN and Juliet may pine for her Ro-
H,e4 ~ ancient castle no more than in
|tHfle sod house, as did this COM
014fiace little heroine, with her plain
pa IDLY face.
fW, by custom immemorial Sunday
RE rural holiday everywhere and it
tI# citizens, who ON that day sally
t1fA clad in their best, ready for
'a.Hug and merry making and seeing
~ INcOngruity between church and
N'Hsf IN the morning and a dance in
<4s 2fternoon and evening.
considering this, it seemed that
<Ne Dung settler, Albrecht Hollub,
&14NId be on pleasure bent, and the
N|z4E Indicated, too, that so he was, or
N*44 should be. Herein lay the sting
NE<Sh changed for her the sunshine of
THAT slorious June day to gloom.
Eos Albrecht was "going riding" in
HiN new buggy-going without her, and,
NN 4pubt, with some other girl-when
YVES really her place on that seat be-
side him.
And had she not proudly occupied 1t
UNTIL that unlucky night not yet two
Wt3&e ago, but seeming half lifetime.
- girls short liftime goes?
tufh little thing, too, as Is gener-
HliT me case. to have caused all this
tf9uble. She was not sure how AL
1recnt felt. Perhaps he was glad to
4e< i'd of her-here two great tears
@N4k dance at young friends wed
ol48<-it being their custom for q bridal
party 70 go to q Justice or county judge
I've the ceremony performed, and
<Ae4 20 return to the BRIDES home for
and celebration, which usually last
90 ~ night Then foolish quarrel,
when Albrecht. heated by excitement
HuN peer, had insisted that she danced
pp Qften with the brides elder brother
4&e bad refused to listen to him. of
<10f9e, with the result that he had
led out into the darkness and had
H*Her seen her since.
maps she had sought covertly, and,
14 qoubt, awkwardly, to find an op-
/rr<pnity Of making amends, but he
*kN ignored or avoided her, though they
NfNN on adjacent claims; hence, for
Ntf ut least. bitter days and nights.
HNe felt vaguely, In her simple fashion,
4N harness OF the woman's code which
pigs her wait and weep" in silence, a
rule that has broken many besides
f114try hearts like hers. And all this
"IEz the cloud in the west was rising.
lQoked much like pun Of black
4 Htl1ke now. and there were others, not
~ ark, climbing up beside 1t.
ne dishes were finished and put
4H4y In the kitchen "safe," or cup
V9Efd. and the girl sat down by her
#i4dow-she was very fond of that
V.Haow In those days-and gazed alb
<enkly out The landscape was left
4eeolate to her. for Albrecht had dis.
0Qpeared. probably to attire himself for
his euting.
4er father nodded in the shady door
81 over his long. curved pipe. In the
N74er room her mother discoursed
<1I1bly to her second daughter in her
40 tongue. which ID never forgot