The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1903-02-17
Mrs. WAY-DOWN-
BLUES IDEAS
BY #. q. GALWAY.

ION. DEARl" complained Mrs.
~ Way-down-blue, meeting her
friend, Mrs. Cheery-up-heart, on the
way home. II do hate to go to my
house. 1t is so lonelyl"
what has become of your ideas?"
questioned Mrs. Cheery-up-heart, in
surprise.
They are every one gone" moaned
Mrs. Way-down-blue, and the tears
filed her eyes. Not single one is
left to speak to me-"
How very sad" returned Mrs
Cheery-up-heart, somewhat perplexed.
did you feed them regularity"
Feeding ideasl Who ever heard
of such nonsense!" exclaimed Mrs.
Way-down-blue, drying her eyes in
establishment.
Il would as soon starve myself as
starve my ideas" replied Mrs. CHEEKY
up-heart, thoughtfully. DO you re-
member, neighbor, when we first set
up housekeeping we were fitted out
with the same number of ideas. l
had six and you had half dozen"
1T doesn't seem possible 1 ever
had so many as half dozen ideas, all
at once" sighed Mrs. Way-down-blue:
land now they are every one gone"
"You might recall them?"
81 have shouted until | am deaf and
dumb, but they won't come back, and
if they did, 1 couldn't keep them over
night"
Where is your memory" asked
Mrs. Cheery-up-heart, kindly.
-Oh, 1 have the poorest memory in
the world" returned Mrs. Way
down-blue, dolefully. Nothing ever
stays in it unless it be unpleasant
things 1 wish to get rid of and they
stick ike burrs. The happy. pleas
ant ideas run out at one gate while 1
am crowding them in at the other"
do you mean to say that you have
no control over your ideas?" asked
Mrs. Cheery-up-heart, very much as
tonished.
II never mean to work them too
hard, but just let them come and go
as they will. No one could have been
more indulgent to their ideas than
have been" and at this Mrs. Way
down-blue burst into tears.
Perhaps l can help you to recall
some of these happy IDEAS" said Mrs
Cheery-up-heart, brightly. do you
not recollect the roll of beautiful
stuffs. velvets and silks with gold and
spangled tissues which our good
Mother Tongue left with us to clothe
our ideas?"
"Oh, bother Mother Tongue!" cried
Mrs. Way-down-blue. Il never had
the patience TO open that great roll
"Then you have never known what
fun it is fitting out ones ideas in neat
little jackets and gowns. You should
have seen one that came to me in q
friends letter this morning. 1t was
just sparkling"
''oh, you may fuss if you like" re
torted Mrs. Way-down-blue. Il shall
not take the time to make up things
when 1 can borrow o. my neighbors
or send round to the secondhand
shop. l always tack on something
blue so people will know they are my
ideas, and they run their errands JUS
as we'll"
But, my dear" urged Mrs. CHEEKY
up-heart, 1T is useless to send abroad
ideas like ragamuffins, for they receiv,
so little consideration. Ideas are lik'
people; when they are well dressed
they feel so mucn happier and NOR,
agreeable. and they can travel rounC
so much better"
do ideas travel; that is, outsid
the village?" questioned Mrs. Way
down-blue, opening her eyes.
'Ideas are great travellers, an,
when witty and clever enough the,
often go round the world. Stop an,
! dine with me, Mrs. Way-down-blue
and l will introduce you to some o
these clever ideas. You may like t.
I take few of them home with you.
Being sadly in need of entertain
ment, Mrs Way-down-blue willingl
consented, and was presently amaze
at the number of gentle, well-behave
\ ideas waiting upon Mrs. Uheery-uI
heart in her own home. So brigh
and pleasant they were that Mr.:
Way-down-blue was even in danger 0
N forgetting that her name was Blu
as one gracious company came afte
< another bearing lighted tapers an
roses to the guests, while others 70
\ lowed with little pots of honey fror
the well-flled hives in memory's gar
den.
Mrs. Cheery-up-heart also calle
upon her guests to introduce an
4 ideas they might have brought wit
I them, and one, clapping his hands
brought set newly arrived from dis
& tant travel. These ideas unfolded be