Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1904-11-17

last notch. Teeny, you take which
ever one You please, 'ceptin' only Kan
sas-Nebraska. Her I'm bound ter hay,
r4y owa sew, she'a IS Eotisely es.ey
right down interestln'."
Inwardly Teeny ground his teeth
June meeting was held at Clay Bank
church, fu.l ten mites away. inc road
was for the most part level and shady
He had hoped to go and come riding
at Rowena's elbow and somehow tc
tell her of his love. 1t was bad enough
to have the hack upset and all that
but nothing compared to finding him,
self thus forced to help in shepberding
the Anderson flock. Yet he could not
protest. Jim Polk, it was evident, fully
approved Joe's plan, and Jim Folks
word was law. More than that, the
humor of bis discontinue appealed to
him. He laughed boyishly as he said;
you be right easy, Joe You shall
have all the states and territories, ev-
cry single one. AS for me, I'll search
the scripchers. | always did like Miss
Rachel Susan and Miss Jerusha Ann
bettern all the rest
The hack was the focus of all eyes
wien upon June meeting day 1t drew
up with a great flourish a little way
from the church door.
Mrs. Day sat beside Attacks, ready to
grab the relns IL in her opinion there
was occasion. Behind her the whole
space overfowed with bright eyed
bloom. Rowena and Adelaide had each
child in her lap and others under ell
bows and on crlckets at her feet.
Notwithstanding, Jim Polh, who rode
at the wheel, had very small boy up
behind hing and a growing baby girl
snugly nestled on his saddle bow.
Mrs Day had the softest, motherly
drawl. Now, remember, you Rowe
an Aday," she said as she clambered
down and took the baby in her arms,
you amt to be proud an look like you
was stuck up. Speak fer everybody
you know, jest same as eff we didn't
have the hack"
Joe and Teeny pounced upon them.
Now you have done 1t! Nice time O.
day ter git berew Joe said reproach-
fully. Il know It's your fault, Jim
Polk. Miss SaIahs never been this
late befo'. Foot washin' Is done be-
gum an we can't git so mach as err
mother flea inside that yonder sacred
edllice, much less folks"
why ANT you in thar? | thought
sho'ly you'd be bent an bound on
findin' out the length O. Kansas-Ne-
braslia's foot" Jim Polk said hushed-
ly, but with twinkling eyes.
His wife gave him glance of mild
protest saying: You oughter not talk
that way Sunday, Jim Polk
but still its the biggest picnic any
body ever saw" Joe broke in. Then,
his blue umbrella pOssesslye-
ly over Addy's head: Miss Sarah, lem
me take kecr o this child fer we intel
l have ter 90 back ter my Biography les
son, Err good little boy like me oughter
have some fun through recess time
You. Joe! Hushr' Miss Sarah said,
smiling over at Teeny, who stood mute
and bllssful beside Rowena. Now,
you boys have done acted 50 nice, don't
you so ana spill it ali lettin the Ander-
sons see how much you'd ruther wait
on well. other gals"
Miss Sarahs eyes ranged the wnole
breadth Of shade. 1t was flecked with
people who could not get inside, about
half in laughing groups. the others
paired and conscious of nothing be-
yond their solitude of two. The church
could not hold a quarter of the June
meeting crowd, but since preaching
went on from near sunrise to sunset
all who really cared to do it could come
within sound Of the gospel.
The laughing groups walked in gay
to the spring and thence on
to the barbecue pit The couples sat
still upon stumps, logs or the turf It.
self. With his heart In his eyes Teeny