The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1903-07-03

pays to dress; and more so at our time
of life than any other. l tell you, Mrs
Lowry, you with that young grandson of
yours around-I hope you won't think
I'm meddlin-but | tell you, you really
do need a new dress for visitin' and
church, and such things. If had nice
boy like Fred around my house l don't
know but what l think it'd pay me to
invest in a grenadine, over silk founda-
ton"
at might pay you," Mrs. Lowry spoke
with some mild and unoffending acerbity.
when you make up your mind to a
thing, that's the end; but with me it's
only the beginning of another change of
mind. But one thing, l have always up
TO this time been firm about that's that
flag. l made it'-Mrs. Lowry's voice
broke, and she caught nervously at a
fold of her GOWN made it for the
Captain, and, though it never waved
over a battlefield, his dying fingers han
died it,"
Even the matter-of-fact Mrs. Patter-
son stopped at her work and caught her
breath with a prolonged sigh. The other
said as if in a dream, you've often
heard that old story from the soldiers
who came back"
Mrs. Lowry arose, and stood silent
moment. The pea-shelling operation
continued, but the grating, and clicking
of the lawn mower, next door, suddenly
ceased. AS suddenly, Mrs. Patterson
spoke sharply, leaning far out from her
chair:
docs that grandson of yours know OF
the splendid offer we've made you fol
that fag?"
Il haven't told him yet" was the re
Spouse.
well, just tell him when you &c
back" Mrs. Patterson commanded
Hell look at it in a sensible light
know the boy well enough for that. He's
no dreamer. The ladies and I'll be ovel
after the flag at o'clock"
Dusk was falling as Mrs. Lowry walk
ed slowly around the graveled path. AnC
as she swung back her own gate, thu
squeaking noise that she seldom noticed
Jared her unpleasantly. The long han
die of the mower was lying half across
her path and the open doorway wa
merely an oblong of empty darkness
The old lady stepped out on the lawn Il
see if there was light in the boys bay
| MluuOW. one COulu just lhdhc Oul W.
heads that seemed to be on a level NOV
ing across the muslin curtain.
She had left her neighbours with tn
intent to find out at once in just wha
light her grandson would see the sacri
flee of the endeared memento. The com
mttee had certainly offered a sum out o
all proportion to its intrinsic worth
Though it was made of silk and in almos
perfect condition, it was the association
that had inspired a veritable crusad
among the ladies representing local pat
riotism for the purpose of obtaining it TO
the Blairsville Woman's Relief Corps.
The company of which Captain Lowr
had been chosen captain by acclamatio
was organized here, and the popularit
he gained in camp and in action was
sentiment shared by the soldiers wit
their wives at home and had come t
dwell hazily even in the consciousness o
the more romantic of the old soldiers
daughters. And so it is not a matter o
surprise that Captain Lowry's flag mad
by his wife's own loving fingers Shout
be coveted by every member of the corps
Mrs. Lowry recalled with a faint smil
how much more successful the neigh
boring town of Kittanning had been i
securing mementOs of the company OF
ganized there. They had one or tw
well-rusted swords, several battered cap.
and a few framed commissions and hOI
orable discharges with the Governor
signatures having paled almost to e1
tinction and if the Blairsville corr
could but get possession of the gorgeou
silk flag, it could snap a metaphoric;
finger at its rivals war relics.
MY husband used to say" though
Mrs. Lowry, that everything had
humorous side"
She CROPPED her way through Ii
rooms, seeking match and Wonderin