Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1901-06-05
OF AN AMATE u R
no HE young man with the milk pail

and as the door closed behind him
Judith turned toward her mother and
sister with fierce Indignation In her
brown eyes.
u wish you wouldn't do that, moth.
er," she said In low voice. "It Is per-
fectly horrid to ask visitor to milk
the COW. You know father will be
home in half an hour, and he can do 1t
then just IS well as not. Ever since
John Harwood has been coming here
you and Sylvia have seemed to want
to make hired man Of him, getting
him to bring in wood and do errands
and milk. Father, too, always keeps
out Of the way Wednesday afternoons
so as to get out of doing all the work
he can. feel ashamed to look people
In the face"
There, that will do" said Mrs. Sim
mons, sternly. II guess John Isn't too
good to help us little"
"But he has his own work to do be-
fore he comes here"
WELL" said Sylvia with a simper,
"he seems to like to come, Just the
same. How many times has he been
here to supper the last two months?"
"And to-day" Judith said hotly, "of
all times, when he is going to take
Sylvia to that dance, and has come
with his best clothes on"
"Well, we gave him your fathers
overalls and frock to wear, didn't weY'
"You are altogether too particular u
said Sylvia, contemptuously. Don't
you know that IL you get folks to dc
things for you 1t makes them like you
all the better? And, besides, 1t isn't
any Of your affair, SO you needn't gel
so excited about It. He doesn't do the
things for you, 80 you can forget all
about it." and Sylvia laughed rather
unpleasantly.
When, little later, John Harwood
came in with the milk. Sylvia, with q
sweet smile, went forward and took
the pail from his hand. $50 good Of
you," she murmured.
She carried the pail into the pantry
"Here, Judith" she said, cant 20,
strain the milk? Don't make me stant
here holding It all night" She did no
know it, but the young man heard wha
she said.
At supper time Mrs. Simmons passet
the cake to the guest. Sylvia made 1t,
she said, with fond glance at her eld
est daughter.
Indeed" said John, land did sh'
make that delicious breadY
"No,' said his hostess, little shortly
judith made that"
"Now, II you will go in the sitting
room and wait little while, will b.
all ready" said Sylvia when they ros
from the table. "If you can help me
mamma, 1t won't take so long,"
Thus Judith was left alone with tn
dishes. When she was alOneit was he
habit to sing to herself. So, forgetting
all about John Harwood, she was sool
singing happily about her work.
Suddenly strong bass voice joine,
in. She looked quickly toward the Sit
ting-room, but no one was In sight, sc
with only slight hesitation, she KEEP
on, feeling thrill Of delight as he
clear soprano was supported by tha
vigorous bass.
When the song was ended John ap
peared at the door. He looked at Juditl
with interest
"I did not know you could sing" h
said.
II don't think you know 1t now," sh
said, deprecatingly. ''I just hum littl
to myself once in while, but the 9th
ers don't like to hear It."
"You ought not to disparage you
ability. took few lessons once, bu
If I'd had as good voice as you
would not have given 1t up"
II wish I could take lessons, but
never had time. know don't do
right, and that is why never wan
any one to hear me. forgot you wer
listening"
Just then Sylvia appeared.
Judith was left with her dist
washing. Once she passed the back O
her hand across her eyes and the han
was quite wet
1t was the next Wednesday but ont
and Sylvia and her mother and job
Harwood were In the sitting-roon
Judith was getting supper In the kitcl
en-. When 1t was half-past five sh
went out into the back room and pr
on an old calico skirt, Jacket Of ant
quated fashion, and on her head
huge sweeping cap.
Then she took the milk pail and lal
tern and went out to the barn. There
be time for me to get through before /
starts out, and can get these thing
off. should hate to be seen in sue
regimentals."
Fifteen minutes later John Harwoo
went to the barn. Sylvia and her mot
or had failed to find the milk pail,
he had taken the next best thing,
large tin pail with straight sides al
no strainer. The lantern was missir
also, but he said he could manage wit
out IL
When he got to the barn he saw In Il