Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1904-02-27
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She's just the one girl for you,
Jim," he wrote In one of his daily
screeds, for Tom had become quite a
letter writer .nr
sus aDUdt by his weakened health
and possibly took the place of some
more boyish occupation, but 1t was
true that he had Brother Jim hustling
in the endeavor to keep up with his
busy correspondent. You'd make a
stunnin couple. Don't think line
foolin. Laura likes me so well that
line pretty sure she would like you
too. On my account, Of course. Can't
you come down for a day or twoT'
And Brother Jim, greatly amused,
would thank Brother Tom for his kind
wishes for his matrimonial welfare,
and assure him that it would be quite
impossible for him to get away just at
present
And then one day the letter with
the familiar handwriting was a little
bulkler than usual. When he opened
the envelope a photograph dropped
out. 1t was the portrait Of an unusual
ly pretty girl. OF course, this must
be Laura Garman. Brother Jim looked
at the portrait long and earnestly.
Brother Tom wasn't so far wrong
when he praised this ~gentle-faced girl.
Brother Jim placed the photograph on
the desk, where he could use it as con-
irmation of Brother Toms praises,
and then picked up the letter.
1--WE bin fishing for bullheads in the
pool" Brother Tom began, land cot
two-and one cot me. 1t didn't hurt
mulch and Laura tied it up with her
handkerchief. Ide know about bull
heads horns next time. 1 am sending
you Laura's picture. She don't know
it. 1 begged it from her yesterday. 1
want you to get 1t framed up nice and
charge 1t to pa. Then when she says,
What did you do with my pictchoor,
Tommy lie say line getin' 1t framed.
Can't you come up and see a fellow,
Brother jim? N. b 1t don't nater her"
But Brother Jim seemed in no hurry
to have the framing contract carried
out The picture fingered on his desk
just where he could catch sight Of it
whenever he chose to look up. -
Dear Brother Tom," he wrote in re-
ply, II am sorry the bullhead horned
you. No doubt If you were a bullhead
you would have done the same. I re
member having some experience with
bullheads myself, but there was nc
charming young woman's handker-
chiefs to bind my wounds. BY the
way, that portrait you sent to have
framed reflects credit On your taste
Miss Laura deserves all your praise
She is a beautiful girl-and 1 am sure
she is is good as she is beautiful"
Two days later Broyher Toms reply
was received. 1t was Unusually brief
but to the point.
Brother Jim," he wrote. az showed
your letter to Miss Laura. My. how
she blushed- Say, can't you come VI
next week? There's going to be a biz
church picnic. Come sure"
Brother Jim scowled darkly. Thel
he chuckled. What a boy! The ide;
Of his showing the letter. What mus
the girl think of the liberty he took
Still, there wasn't anything really rud'
about it. But he must be more care
tul when he wrote hereafter.
Then he sent Tom a short note. Il
which he said 1t would be impossible
for him to attend the church picnic.
A few days later Brother Tom wrot
in a somewhat melancholy tone. H
wasn't feeling quite so well, h
guessed he missed his mother-and hi
father, too, and maybe he was home
sick. He wanted to see Brother Jir
so much. But If Brother jim couldn'
come, would he send his photograph
1t would be some comfort, anyway.
; Brother Jim was considerably alarm
ed over this epistle. This preciou
) young brother mustn't have n r.
lapse. That would never do. So b
hastily wrote an encouraging note I
; Brother Tom, in which Brother Tol
was advised to cheer up and be a ma
l and with the note he forwarded h.
photograph.
The answer came back promptly, an
1t was again to the point.
: Il shode your picthoor to Miss Laur
J. and she liked It She made me ma
tho when she said you was bett,
looking than me. N. b. 1 told her
flatered you. Can't you ONE up Sa
0 urday?"
I Brother Jim scowled again AT
g laughed again. Really, this scalawa
Of a youngster wasn't to be trust;
L with anything. Still, if Miss Garma
: had any sense of humor she must fiji
u him amusing. Then he looked up su
denly at Miss Garman's portrait, al