The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1901-05-24

bending the branches over and break
ing on full purple clusters.
what you picking those lilacs fort"
~ just thought ia pick a few"
what for? amt going 10 have
any In the houseiThey'ro too sweet
they're slckishi"
II aint going 20 bring them into the
house" said Lucy She let branch
ny back and went across the yard with
a great bunch OF lilacs In her hands.
II wonder what she's up TOT" said
her mother.
Lucy returned Just before the pro-
ceaslon passed. The cemetery was a
little way beyond the house Her
mother and aunt. and a nelghbor who
had come In stood at the windows
listening eagerly to the approaching
music. Lucy Joined them. The pro-
ceslaon nled slowly past The Grand
Army men. the village band. the min
listers and local fynltarlcs. and tho
rear-guard Of children with flowers
An accompanying crowd thronged the
sidewalks.
I've Just been saying to Sarah that
Phebe Ann won't have Sylvester's
grave dccked out much this year.
said Mrs Kemp. Her voice was pleas
Anter and more guarded than before.
II heard Phobc Ann was pretty
low" said the noighbor.
Phebe AIMS husband went softly
behind the nurse 10 tho bedroom.
Phebo Ann looked up at him and beck
oned imperatlyely. Ho went close ana
bent over her. What Ia H. Phcbe
Ann1" said he.
Us it-Decorntlon day." she whls-
pered with dlnieulty. for she was
growing very weak
yes. lis. Phobe Ann" said her
husband.
"iIave you got-any flowers for
sylyesters graye7"
mo. I Amt amt thought Of II,
Phcbe Ann. with your being 40 sick.
and ALL"
"Go-get somel" she painted. Her
motloning hand and her eager eyes
spoke louder than her tongue.
YES. will. will. Phebe Ami
Don't you frot another mite about II"
Tho nurse followed him out Of the
room.
Il can't go TO the greenhouse" he
whispered agitatcdly. ITS Ave miles
nwayi"
Land. get any kind Of fowersl"
said the nurse. Get dandcllons and
buttercups. II you can't hnd anything
else"
The old man took his hat down with
n bewlldorod air and went slowly out
OF the yard AZ the gate he paused
and looked around. There were no
flowers In the yard; there were several
bushes, rose and phlox, but II was too
early for them TO blossom. over at
the left stretched a field. and that was
waving with green and gold. Phebo
AIMS husband went over into the
field and began pulling tho buttcrcups
In great handmlls. and the grasa with
them. lie had all he could carry
when he left the field and went sol
EMMY down the road.
sylyesters grave was at the farther
side OF tho cemetery. The old man.
with his load OF buttercups and grass,
made his way TO H. The soldiers
graves were decorated with flags and
flowers, but the people had gone. Tho
cemetery was very still. when John
Kemp reached Sylvester'a grave. he
started aud stared, There was a great
bunch OF lllacs on the grave and three
charming. delicate pink roses In a
I vase,
81 wonder who put those flowers
therel" he muttercd. lie laid tho but
tercups and grass down on the grave;
then he stood stlll. II was over TWEEN
~ years since tho boy sylvester hat
been laid thore-a little soldier whI
had fought only his own pain. ."
wonder who put those flowers thcrel'
John Kemp muttered again.
lilo went out OF the cemetery, bu
instead OF turning down the roal
toward his own home, walked hesl
tatlngly the other way toward In
house OF his tor-in-law-Thomai
wife, as he always spoke of her.
Lucy's face was at one open win
dow. her Aunt Sarah Cooks at III
other.
Lucy" called the old man. stAnt
ing at the gate.
Lucy came out 10 him tremblingl,
Sarah Cook ran to tell her sister; st
thought Phebe Ann must be dead.
90 you know who put those hov
ers there9" asked the old man in
husky voice.
81 did" said Lucy Her face nuahe
~ thought there wouldn't be anybo'
TO see to II, now Aunt Phebo Ann
sick" she explained tlmldly.
: Her uncle looked wistruny at HI
his eyes full OF tears, sylvester W
a dreadful sufferer" he said.
k Lucy did not know what 10 say. s
IL looked up at him, and her soft IA
" seemed TO take ON distressed lines II
| his.
d The old man turned abruptly a
II went away. "Phebe Ann Is sinking