The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-02-01

gray sagebrush that grew on the lonely
foothills.
Father viii irrigate tomorrow, 1
reckon" said Bess, as the bronchOs
lOped along side by side. THE ground
is awfully dry and cracking badly"
Il dunno-it's gettin' perty late" re-
piled Teddy Il heard pa talkin' to the
foreman, and they wuz sayin' that
there WIZ signs Of frost. The fruit is
ripenin' bully, but there may come
nipper, an eff they irrigated it-well, 1t
would mean another year, that's all
Bess looked soberly at the baked
looking earth. 1t looked so thirsty, and
the great ditch rolling along beside
them seemed anxious to turn its rich
torrent into the little bitches that ran
like veins up and down between the
trees
"Well, 1 suppose it would be risky"
she said. But, myl the trees do want
a drinkg'
Supper was waiting for them, and
their father called gayly to them as
they galloped up to the door
Il met Jessie Wright at the store
doing some trading for her mother, and
she wants you to go down the valley
tomorrow and spend the day with
her," he said as they sat down to sup
per.
"Oh, may go. mOtherr' cried Bess.
They were great friends-"Jess and
Bess." as they were called by the ranch
and village peOple-and the fruit farm
wound down the valley very close to
the sheep ranch of Jessie's father.
"Why, yes, you may" said Mrs. Har-
ris. Bessie's mother. Did Jessie want
her to stay all night. JohnY
"Of course-as usual" replied Mr.
Harris.
But I guess you can spare her that
long. eh, motherT'
mo, l need you, dearie. But you can
have a long day together and come
home in the evening" said Mrs. Harris.
So next morning Bess shouted a gay
good-by as Brandy danced around the
mounting block, and she whirled the
long thongs of her quirt merrsly around
his flank, which Brandy promptly re-
scented by bringing his four little hoofs
e together, rising in the air and coming
e down on his sturdy little legs with a
e jar that nearly sent Bess out of the
q saddle.
t "Oh. you'll buck. will your she cried
T. while the rest cheered Brandy. wait
t till you want some sugar"
V Brandy repented and stretched him
e self into a swinging, rockingham lOpe
e that carried him swiftly down tn,
e trail. The air was sharp and clear and
= tingled through Bessie's veins, while
n the cold turned her cheeks rosy.
Frost tonight, Brandy" she cried
Y to the broncho, whose ears twitchet
r back at the sound of her voice. AnC
Il the frost came.
e The girls had a long, merry day, ant
d as the moon rose in clear purple sky
IS Bess turned Brandy's willing most
e homeward. She turned up the colla
< of her heavy little coat and pulled OF
d her buckskin gloves, for the cold wa
d already growing sharp And, calling
IS cheerily to Brandy. she flew along th'
is trail toward home. 1t was cold ant
1t clear and still, and she rode along
little sleepily, while Brandy's hOof
is made the only sound that broke tn
re stiffness. But soon another sound star
ct tied her into wakefulness. She hal
IS reached the water gate on the BIZ
re ditch. and through the stiffness came
low tinkling and gurgling that Sounds
ar ike fairy music. But the fairy must
n sent all the color cut Of the girl
* cheeks. and with a frightened cry
Y. Brandy she slipped out Of the saddl
Id and ran to the ditch.
ut Brandy meandered along after he
r with lazy curiosity and found be
kneeling beside the gate with her arm
oh plunged down into the cold water. An
when she stood up her pretty brigt
10. | face had grown still whittier. For sh
.e had found a small "cave-in' near tn
it. gate. and the water was tricklin
e. through in a steady little stream tha
IT was steadily and quickly CROWN
To- larger as the earth broke and crumble
he and gave way around it. .In yer
he short time that cave-in would send
he volume Of water rushing and leapin
DIS along all the bitches through the rancl
Is. and by mOrning--what?
We "Oh, the fruit the fruit, Brandy
m Bess sobbed. wildly. 1T will be kille
lin and mothers heart viii breakv
av She wrung her hands as she locke
lat down the long road cleaning white an
he lonely in the moonlight. Too late Il
ok that. Before she could go a mile {