The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1899-10-24
A FELON'S LOVE.
BY HENRY W. NESPIELD.

BY HENRY W. NESPIELD.

| yards told that the men had not yet
ceased from their labors.
Mary" Mrs Hall called out pres
emily, as she heard some one moving
about inside the house, lis that you
dear?"
Eyes, mother" replied tall 1.-the
looking girl as she stepped out through
a French window on to the veranda.
Poor dear mother, you must be quite
knocked up!"
Il am tired, darling" admitted Mrs.
Hall. HAS Jack come up from the
shed YETI"
mo, not yet" answered the girl;
but supper is quite ready, and he
won't be long now, / expect"
Il do hope that your father will
come home tonight. He said he would
be ten days perhaps. 1t is now fort
night since he left"
II wonder whether he will have
managed to get a cook" said Mary,
as she sat on the edge of the veranda
at her mothers feet. "All this cook
ing is quite wearing you out. You
ought not to have to do It,"
Il shall be all right after good
nights rest, and if only your father
would come back! Can you see moth
ing of him. Mary?"
No, not sign" said the girl, "but
here is Jack. sooner than expected.
Now let us go into supper, and begin. ="
A stalwart sunburnt youth strobe
up the garden path, and tossing his
cabbage-tree hat upon a chair, threw
himself at full length upon the grass
plat.
well, Polly" he exclaimed, I'm
Just baked, 1 can tell youi I wish the
governor would hurry home. Leav-
ing me all the shearing to look after
is no catch! All this broiling after
noon I've been drafting out strangers.
and working just like a niger"
Mothers been working hard. too.
said Mary reproachfully. "And she
doesn't grumble, like you do"
mo, by Jove; but then the matters
an angel!' he answered, springing to
his feet and throwing his arms around
his mothers neck. IT bet no angel
ever cooked dinner for seventy men,
with the thermometer at hundred and
ten in the shade, without a murmurl
Oh, I'm not to be irreverent, mother?
Well, | won't, to please you; but upon
my word it was a shame of that brute
Johnson to go off at a moments no
tice, just at the very busiest time"
Never mind, Jack" interrupted
Mrs Hall, as she leaned her head hack
over the rail on the lounge-chair and
clasped her hands behind her neck.
Don't talk so much, but look out with
your young eyes and see if your father
is not coming in the distance"
"Or, in other words" said Jack
laughing" Sister Ann. sister Ann
do you see some one coming?' No
mother, no one-neither Bluebeard nor
the governor. Talking of blue. I won
der what our new Gordon bleu viii no
like. Drink like fish and swear like
a trooper, | suppose, as they all do"
Perhaps father won't have got one
at ALL observed Mary; "and. If So
l pity you all, for I'm going to try
my hand at cooking. stood with INV
nose close to the meat safe TODAY IN
break myself into the smell of raw
meat, which always make me feel more
or less ill.,"
'Pshaw-you might as well he an
English grill" said Jack scornfulIv
IF you were anything like a trumn
you'd kill as we'll as cook-Jennie
Smith does"
Never mind; we don't want Mary
to be quite such masculine person &c
Jennie interposed Mrs. Hall: which
brought forth a rejoinder from lack
that Miss Smith was no end NJ
good fellow" after which he suddenl,,
remembered that he was hungry ana
added hurriedly-
But I'm ready for supper. if Won
are. I'll just run in and wash off soma
of this dust, and be with Won in q Pow,
moments" and Mr.. Jack swung him.
self through the veranda and disan-
peared within the house.