The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1900-03-11
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BY SAGEBRUSH.

and they were all waiting for Lorenzo to
make his appearance from upstairs. FL
naliy. the minister being an Old friend.
went UP in search OF him. He found Lo-
renzo seated on the edge OF the bed. with
his hair all rumpled over his head and
his tie and collar in his hand. Mr.. Smith
son." said the minister. why do you not
come down stairs? We are waiting for
YOU"
Lorenzo answered: Pears like 1 can't:
Mandy amt here to fix me"
The sagebrush and buncherass around
Mandys graxe were green with returning
spring when Widow strongweller gave a
big wedding party. She looked like big.
white cabbage rose in her white organ
dy, that she bad sent TO Seattle for, when
she stood UP with Lorenzo in the 'front.'
room TO be married, while his gray suit
lent becomingly subdued expression TO
his figure
After the wedding ceremony was per-
formed a fine spread was served on long
tables under the pines. They were laden
with a typical ''east-of-the- mountains
feast, such as You will only find in Okla
hogan county, Washington. The wedding
took place at high noon, and as soon as
the feast was over the bride and groom,
with all the guests. drove up to Lake Che
Ian and spent good part OF the night In
dancing in the hall at Lakeside Next
morning they all boarded the steamer Ste
hekin and went UP the lake for ride.
stopping for lunch at Moore Point
After an absence OF two or three days
Mr.. and Mrs. Smlthson were home again
by o'clock in the evening
Phoebe Smithson WAS go-ahead, inde-
pendent woman, who could not. bear to
have any one 'a-loppin' around reading
as she expressed 1t. So when they got
home sshe told Lorenzo to change his
clothes and start the fire in the kitchen.
and then milk while she got supper She
said: You know. / let Mary Ann stay
over to the lake to visit her folks SPELL
an VIC can get along. And ! won't keep
burt one man after this, seeing you are so
spry. He win be here next week to har-
row. Now, while l think OF 1t. you best
rent your ranch 10 that fellow from the
Sound. / guess he wants to get dried out
Yes, an We won't take any more papers
than the Leader, 'P.-I. and maybe a
farm paper or a magazine. We won't
have much time to read" Lorenzo an
swered: Mandy always built the fire and
MIXED" Well" said Phoebe. seeing
she isn't here, don't see any way but
for you TO do II yourself"
Lorenzo donned his blue overalls and re-
luctantly built the fire and then went out
to the barn. Here he found plenty to do.
Coming in he found a good supper on the
table. Phoebe was leisurely stepping from
the stove to tho table. her substant. al
weight Earring the floor at every step.
When the meal was over she handed
Lorenzo the tea towel with the remark
that he could make himself useful wiping
the dishes. While at work he told Phoebe
that he thought they ought to go visiting
soon. I've been wanting 10 visit my ~ife's
folks this long time" Whose tolSs,'
said Phoebe. "Mandy's." he replied. 1.-THE
what. Lorenzo7" MY wife's." The
whose?" exclaimed Phoebe. 'erhe folks"
merely replied Lorenzo That's more like
it, said Phoebe. You are my husband now
and when the crops are in We will go
visiting.
The summer had wnned into fall, Lorenzo
stoed one morning leaning over the gate
thinking how he used TO rest and OF how
Mandy had worked. although SO quiet
about II. and. how little he had done 20 help
her, when he was reused to action by the
sound OF his wife's voice. "oh. Lori get a
move on and hitch up the team; the corn
fodder has TO he got IN and you must get
the peaches down 10 the laniing before the
boat comes along. Hiacki now. ] am go
ing 10 see TO packing more peaches for to-
I morrow" Lorenzo started brickly for the
Z barn. she is hummer an no mistake, .
I he muttered. oh, land o liberty, I am n
/ goin' 10 go an SCI spell by Mandys grave
! tonight after moons up an restr'