The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-05-29

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arms the slim little white hgure flying
down the stairs.
"You shall help me. my precious!
she promised And she tousclcd the
clustering curls on the dark little head
and pressed with hor own the rosy lips
that were ripe for kisses. Breakfast
over. the two settled 10 work. for
Roslno had decided vlcws Of her own
as TO the relative merits Of set de.
signs IN contradiction TO the prefer
onco OF Miss Charters for less formal
symbols. And all the time tho hazel
eyes aparkled and the restless little
tongue talked tripplngly on.
you have 10 work awful hard. don't
you. Auntlo Jean7 Did you get Bibles
mothor's dress dono9 Did'Bullo come
for ~ ia Ike Biille-li no wasn't
freckled. Nora says you used 10 be-
rich. She says you lived In that big
stone house with the fountain In the
yard. She says my mamma was rich.
too, until after my papa went away
and loft hor. And thon she came 10
live In this little weony house with
you. And then God wanted her. What
made you and my mamma got poorg
And why doesn't my papa como backl
And why wouldn't God let my mamma
stay horo7 And does she know when
We put all these pretty flowers on her
graveY"
So for the two IN tho bright little
room, plain TO severity save for lis
books and green things growing" and
afr Of indehnabio refinement, the per.
foct day wore on. n now and then
Jeans sweet face palcd aud her sensl.
tive lips qulvered. these tho absorbed
little maiden did not notice at all.
How should prattlng child. busy
with a wreath, dream that her words
might woundg
They stood at the gate to rec the
procession wind blythe hobbling vet
Grams, the women OF the Relief Corps,
the townspeoplo In vehicles and afoot,
the uniformed band. the excited chill
dren running nc either side hut the
sun had gone down In a splondor OF
scarlet and gold. tAc streets were be-
Ing fast deserted. and all the air was
atill stepped In amber bnlliance. when
Jean Charters and the little girl car.
rlod their treasures between them up
the green velvet nward OF that slipping
hin. sacred 10 silence and TO sweet
safe alumbor
The grave yard knew now no pres.
enco save their own. on several
graves we're nags-on the greater
number flowers hut some wore bare
OF bloom And from one TO another
Of those the late'comors moved, leav-
Ing some sprays ON each Then they
sought a certain corner. whore sim.
pie stone recorded briefly vow %
wlfo'a death.
You shall place thom all." said
Jean Charters. She gave Roslne the
basket. and stood leaning against the
marble shaft, her black, trailing gown
outlining her slender form. her head
dropping as though IN WEAKNESS.
with unconscious elation the child
went about her task. And afar IN tho
road Bnllo watched her. mile stin
In his best sunday suit, tortured by
new Shoes. agonized by an unaccus-
toned collar SO absorbed was he In
following every movement OF his idol
he did not hear the step approaching.
lie turned with a hasty exclamation
at a touch on his shoulder turned 10
confront a man who was decidedly a
stranger
The latter pointed to the dark figure
by tho stone.
who" he asked. ia that1'
That's Miss Charters She lives
In tho little old Chiltoh Sottage now.
She makes dresses"
MY Godi" the man murmured.
"Has II come to this with Jean3"
Conscious Of the boys sharp serut.
my the man took from his pocket two
pieces OF metal-one brass, one silver.
Here take these down 20 the
agent Give him the check and toll
him TO send my trunk TO the hotel. You
may keep the dollar,"
Billie grabbed the money and stimuli.
taneuously uttered a yell,
"Roslnol" lie was valiant enough
In this plutooratlc hour, "Ro.sinol
Come onl I'm goin' 10 buy candyl"
A nnal placing Of tho last wreath,
an eager question, an answering nod
from the bowed head-then the child
was Aging toward the road through the
mellowlng radiance OF the fading light.
shouting questions to Billie as she
came. Something In the skmmlug
flight OF the agile little body Ia her