The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1905-12-13

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The wire to Aunt Adelaide ran:
Practically at end OF journey. Take
stage to Lost Trail this morning Am
well Don't worry about me. MARY
And the telegraph operator, dimly
remembering that he had heard Lost
Trnil was ''pizen mean country" and
that II was tucked some 200 miles back
In the foothills, did not find it very
hard to forgive the girl who was "prac.
ticaliy at end Of Journey" particularly
as the dlmple had come out of hiding
and he had never been called upon to
telegraph the word practically" be-
fore. He was a progressive man and
liked to extend his experiences.
After sending the telegram. Miss
Carmichael drew from her pocket
square envelope Of heavy Irish linen, a
little worn from much reading. but
primarily an envelope that bespoke ele-
gance OF taste on the part Of her cor
respondent, and read:
Lost Trail, Wyo.
My Dear Miss Carmichael--Pray let me
assure you OF my qualification that the
preliminaries have been so satisfactorily
arranged and that we are to have you
with us by the end OF June. The children
are profiting from the very anticipation
Of It. and II win be most refreshing to all
US isolated ones to be able to welcome an
eastern girl az a member OF our family.
Although the long journey across the
continent Is trying. particularly to one
who has not made II before, I hope
you may not And II utterly fatisuins.
Please remember that after leaving the
A.. d.. a. .-wAn ~ a. E-l.-
to Lost Trail. II Il Ia possible, shall
meet you with the blackboard at one Of
the stage stations; otherwise, keep TO the
stage route, being careful to change at
Dax's ranch.
Unfortunately the children vary SO In
their accomplishments that fear can
mako no suggestions as to what you may
need TO bring with you in the way Of
text books, but l think you will ind
them fairly we'll grounded.
l had charming letter from Mrs
Kirkland. who said the piessantest things
possible OF you. l am glad the wife OF
our senator was able conscientiously to
commend US.
With our most cordial good wishes for
safe Journey, believe me, dear Miss Car
michael, sincerely yours,
SARAH YELLETT.
In the meantime Town" came yawn-
ing to breakfast. 1t was not so prank
ish as 1t had been the night before,
when 1t accepted the sheepman's broad
gauge hospitality and made merry till
the sun winked from behind the noun
talns. 1t made it's way to the low,
shedlike eating house with Il pre-
breakfast solemnity bordering on sulk-
mess. Not Il petticoat was In sight to
Offset the spurs and sombreros that
filed In TO breakfast from every point OF
the compass, prepared to eat primitive
ly, joke broadly and quarrel speedily IL
that sensitive and often inconsistent
something they called honor should be
brushed however lightly.
But the eternal feminine was with
In, and, discovering it, the temper OF
Town" was changed. IL ate self con
sciously, made Jokes meet for the ears
OF ladies and was more interested In
the girl in the sailor hat than il was in
remembering Old feuds or laying the
foundations Of new.
In It's interior aspect the eating house
conveyed no subtle invitation TO eat,
drink and be merry On the contrary,
Its mission seemed to be that of con.
founding appetite at every turn. \
long, shedlike room 1t was, with walls
of implanted pine still sweating from
the AK. Festoons of scalloped paper
In conflicting shades hung from the
ceiling, n menace to the taller of the
guests. On the rough walls some one.
either prompted by Il latent spirit of
aestheticism or with an idea OF abet-
ting the town toward merrymakmg,
an encouragement 1t hardly required,
had tackled posters of Show, mainly
representing the tank and sawmill
school of drama.
Miss Carmichael sat at the extreme
end of the long, oilcloth covered table.
on which n struggling army Of salt and
pepper shakers, catchup bottles and
divers commercial condiments seemed
TO pause In a discouraged march. A
plague OF flies was on everything. and
the food was a threat to the hardest
appetite, One man summed up the
steak with, You got to work your Jaw
80 hard to eat 1t that 1t amt fair 10
the next meal"
His neighbor heaved "a sigh This
here formation, whatever II be"-and
he turned the meat over for better In
spection-"do shore remind me Of an
ondestructible doll that an old maid
aunt OF mine Civ my sister when we
was kids. That doll sort OF challenged
me, an one day ups an has a chaw
at her. She war ondestructiblc all
right, Fore concluded my sperl
ments l had left couple OF teeth In
her"
well. l discyards the steak an
draw 10 a pair OF aces" And the first |
man helped himself to couple OF bis !
cults
Miss Carmichael knew, by the con |
tinual scraping OF chairs across the |
gritty floor, that the places ut the |
table must be nearly all taken, and,
while she anticipated, with an utterly
terror, any further in.
Vaslon Of her seclusiOn at the end OF
the table, still she could not persuade
herself TO raise her eyes TO detect the
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