The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1900-12-07
\ NE sunny morning in early July

In green dresses, trimmed with rusnes,
among which the water diamonds spar
kled In the sunshine. Great trees hung
lovingly over the clear water, gazing
at their finery mirrored in its depths,
as If they would never tire Of admir-
Ing themselves in their beautiful sum-
mer clothing. This is Lady Emily's
description of Ike scene. / was busy
fishing. There seemed no one in the
world but ourselves ard the flies.
where IS Tommy this mOrDingE l
inquired, rescuing my hook from the
interior of a misguided fish. Emily
emerged from a parasol, behind which
she had retreated during the operation.
She said l reminded her Of Nero on
such occasions.
81 have sent him into the village to
do some shopping for me-" she ex-
planned.
l whistled softly.
"Three miles in this heat Great is
the power of love-"
II am a little worried about him."
said Emily.
"Oh, he'll be all right. Ice applied to
the head works wonders" l remarked
cheerfully.
"It's not that; but-but 1 believe he
is going to propose"
Il should not think So" I said jude
Tally. Ills feelings, when he returns
from the village, very hot and tired,
will be rather those of hatred Of the
tyrant who sent him on such a jour
ney."
Il shall mix him some oatmeal wa
ter"
And add insult to injury"
"He says he likes it."
"Then probably he will propose. Mat
tiers seem to have gone far"
But it viii upset everything if he
does" said Emily plaintiyely.
"Why?' l inquired.
"Because-it's impossible, of course
and he'll go away, and l shall be with
out anyone to-to-fetch things from
the village"
"Shall awaken the echoes Of the
past?" said l presently.
1 began to count the echoes on my
fingers. Charlie Musgrave! Lord
Hartleyv-and so on, until 1 began
again at my thumb Then Emily inter
fered.
you darerr she said.
For time a neighbOring cuckoo mo
nopolized the conversation.
Then Emily said, There's Tommy"
4 white figure was crossing a bridge
n little way higher up the river. There
was a WEAKNESS in his gait that went
to my heart, and seemed to feel IN
myself the torture of thirst that must
possess him.
"You are going to meet him?" l in
quired, seeing Emily rise.
YES" she replied, giving herself that
wonderful little shake with which a
woman can Danish all disorder from
her attire.
Returning home in the cool Of the
evening, / observed a letter lying on
the table addressed to Emily in a hand
Enthusiastically masculine. l was In
formed that she was out. also that
Mr.. Boyton was out. l drew my con-
clusions. and. knowing the favorite
haunts Of my sister. l took the letter
and went out in quest of them. l found
them sitting together under the trees.
watching the fish rising at the flies. At
least, that is what they said they were
doing.
Il hope am not intruding," said L
ooh, no. said Emily.
Certainly not-very pleased-lovely
evening-warm!" .muttered Tommy in.
articulately.
fancled he was not quite sincere
and proceeded to offer one of my best
cigars, as a proposition. lit another
myself, and we sat in silence for many
minutes. The air was intensely still
the blue smoke wreathed upward. and
hung in miniature clouds over our
heads. to the great discomfort of the
neighboring flies.
DO you want the boat this even
lng?" inquired Tommy abruptly.
mo"
"wm you come on the riverY h,
asked of Emily.
She assented. and. as they rose to go
/ remembered my mission and produced
the letter.
For you. Emily" l said, giving it tC
her. Il think from the writing it is
from-er-we li-you known
There was an infinite subtility Of sug
gestion in my voice; rejoiced in my
diplomacy.