Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1903-05-20

she had not, or / should have been
called by the tinkle of the bell. i
was now hopelessly awake. and lay
tossing in my bed, furious with my
self, my boarder, and everyone else
more angry than anything with the
fact that j should need all the rest
that l could obtain to spur me up to
the stand that I was going to take
in the morning. l dropped asleep
little before daylight, and on awaken
ing found that | was half-hour late.
Oh, dear. there was so much to do!
Where should l begin? / dressed
hastily and ran down the stairs.
My boarder was evidently up, for
her door was open, her bedclothes
thrown back, and the room airing in
a manner to suit the most particular
of housekeepers. This somewhat
notified me towards her, but still ]
was determined that she should go.
and that l would tell her as soon as
I had the time. She nodded to me
as L looked out of the door, for she
sat there, calmly rocking in my chair,
looking unblushingly at the morning
sun as it rose over Farmer Barker's
hickorynut wood. She had on her
feet pair of loose slippers. Her
shoes, well cleaned, were standing
within the door of her room.
Il thought you hadn't any slip
pers?" said I.
"Good-morning," said Miss Dacres
politely. This made me conscious at
| once of my own rudeness.
"Good-morning,' said I. Excuse
my remark, but you know you told
me yesterday
Eyes, so 1 did. Well, I've got them
since, =
81 have no time to talk now" said I,
''but please to understand that when
your breakfast is eaten, I shall be
glad to see you in the parlor."
you are very kind" returned Miss
Dacres, in the tone one uses when
| accepting an agreeable invitation. 81
| will come with pleasure. I never
sew, you know, / am only here for a
| rest
you need not. sew said I, ''and
you need not remain long"
"What?" said she. 81 don't under
stand your tone. /"
l ran down the steps and round in
to the back yard.
Badly Towner," said I, wishing to
make sure before I went any fur
Their, though 1 certainly did hear her
come into the house, have you and
Glorianna made up?"
"Nor never will in this blessed
world,'' said Badly Towner.
''Is the fire made?" said 1, running
towards the hen-roost.
cit be-" called Badly Towner after
me, as he went to the well fol-
| water.
1 found three or four fine eggs
went back into the kitchen, prepared
Miss Dacres' breakfast, and called
her into the dining room.
l waited on her in silence, and then
left the room, asking her to ring
when she wanted anything else.
She did not seem blessed with a
large appetite. Indeed, in looking al
her, it seemed to me that she must
be very delicate. There were large
black circles round her blue eyes
and her face appeared more sallow
than it had on the last evening
Now that she had discarded her felt
hat, saw that all her hair was short
thick, and curly.
81 see you are looking at my hair, ,
said she to me when 1 came in, bring
ing her glass of cold water, which
Badly Towner had just drawn from
the well. 81 wear it so because it is
easier for me, and much heater in my
profession. am always dressed.
just run a comb through it and shake
it out. First though, I stick it il
bucket of water"
''It looks just like boys" said I
eyes, that's what they all say. I've
often wished that I had been born {
man. They have the dead wood OF
US, don't you think so?''
THE My tone was interrog
ative.
'Dead wood, the dead wood. Oh
you don't understand! I catch al
sorts of slang from my brothers;
you can't help it when you're the
only girl. You see when a patien'
calls me, my hair is always neat ant
tidy, or I can make it so in the jerl
of rams tall mean, in the small
space of minute, and then / dom
waste any time with curl papers
and"
Il ssTf Won have finished your breaL,