The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1904-03-03
What's going on at the

why? What's going on at the
5udge's?"
''Goin' on! Dicn't you see that
strange lady at the lecture with Minnie
Briscoe and the judge and old Fisbee?"
''I'm afraid not, Bowlder.'
They couldn't talk about anything
else at the postofice this mornin' and
at Tom Martins. She come yesterday
on the afternoon accommodation. You
ought to know all about it because
when Minnie and her father went to
the deepoe they had old Fisbee with
'em, and when the blackboard come
through town he was settin' on the
back seat with her. That's what STIR
red the town up so. Nobody could fig
ger 1t out any way, and nobody got
much Of good look at her then except
Judd Bennett. He said she had kind of
a new look to her. That's all any of
'em could git out of Judd He was in
sort of dreamy state. But Mildly Up
ton You know Mildly? She works out
at Briscoe's''-
eyes, l know Mildly"
"She come in to the postofice with
the news this lady's name was Sher-
wood and she lives at Rouen. Miss
T1bbs says that wasn't no news-you
could tell she was city lady with both
your eyes shut But Mildly says Fisbee
was goin' to stay for supper, and he
come to the lecture with 'em and drove
OF with 'em Afterwards. Sol Tibbs
says he reckoned it was because Fisbee
was the only man in Carlow that Bris-
Goes thought had read enough books
to be smart enough to talk to her, but
Miss Seliny says if that was so they'd
have got you instead, and so they had
to all jest about give it up. OF course
everybody got good look at her at the
lecture-they set on the platform right
behind you and Holloway, and she did
look smart. What got me, though, was
the way she wore kind of a little dag
ger stuck straight through her head.
Seemed a good deal Of a sacrifice jest
to make sure your hat was on right.
You never see her at ALP"
"I'm afraid not" answered HAIRLESS
absently. Miss Briscoe stopped me on
the way out and told me she had a
visitor
young man." said Bowlder, "you
better go out there right away" He
raised the reins and CLICKED to the gray
mare. "Well, she'll be mad l amt in
town for her long ago. Ride in with
me-
mo, thank you. I'll walk in for the
sake Of my appetite.",
wouldn't encourage it too much
Hvin' at the Palace hotel" observed
Bowlder. "Sorry you won't ride" He
gathered the loose ends Of the reins in
his hands, leaned far over the DASH
board and struck the mare a hearty
thwack. The tattered banner of tail
jerked Indignantly, but she consented
to move down the road. Bowlder thrust
his big head through the sun curtain
behind him and continued the CONVEX
sation. ''See the White Caps amt got
you yet"
mo, not yet" HAIRLESS laughed.
"Reckon the boys 'druther you stayed
in town after dark" the other called
back. "Well. come out and see US if you
git any spare time from the judges'
LIZ AduSAcu IOuuly dSIlu Ill ldreWell,
and the editor waved his hand as Bowl
der finally turned his attention forward
to the mare. When the flop, flop of her
hoofs had died out, HAIRLESS realized
that the day was silent no longer; it
was verging into evening.
He dropped from the fence and turn
ed his face toward town and supper.
He felt the life and light about him,
heard the clatter Of the blackbirds
above him, heard the homing bees hum
by. saw the vista Of white road and
level landscape framed on two sides
by the branches of the grove. vista
Of infinitely stretching fields Of green,
lined here and there with woodlands
and fiat to the horizon line, the village
lying in their lap. No roll of meadow,
no rise Of pasture land, relieved their
serenity nor shouldered up from them
to be called hill.
A farm bell rang in the distance,
t1nkling coming small and mellow from
far away, and at the lonesoneness of
that sound he heaved a long, mournful
sigh. The next instant he broke into
laughter. for another bell rang over the
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