The Greeley tribune., 1905-12-21


really went! Do you find the sheep
wagon SO very dreadful?"
II thought" laughed Mary, that II
was going to be like picture saw
In magazine-Mexican hammocks,
grass cushions and a lady pouring tea
from n samovar. Instead 1t was the
sheep wagon and DO you sleep light
or dark?' There is Mrs. Yellett calling
us to dinner. Shall I have n chance
to talk to you alone afterward"
1--WE come all the way from DaX's
to see you," explained Judith, with
characteristic directness. I'VE have
all the afternoon"
"Really" Mary displayed a flash of
schoolgirl enthusiasm. II feel as if
could almost bear the scenery"
Presumably Judith was a favorite
guest of the Yellett household, and not
without reason. She took her place in
the circle about the homely. steamins
fare with an ease and grace that sug-
gested that dining off the ground was
an everyday affair with her and chairs
and tables undreamed of luxuries.
Mary envied her her ready tact. Why
could she not meet these people with
Judith's poise-bring out the best of
them, rs she did?
What kind Of basQues are they
wearing this summer, judy" inquired
Mrs. Yellett, regarding her guests
! trim shirt waist judicially. Il reckon
them loose, meal sack things must be
all the go, since you and Miss Mary
both have 'em, but give me good
tight fittin' basque every time"
"You really ought to have shirt
waist, Mrs. Yellett. You've no idea of
the comfort Of them till you've worn
them"
Il don't see but I'll have to come to
it." Her tone was frankly regretful,
as one who feels obliged to follow the
behests Of fashion, yet, in so doing,
sacrifices cherished ideal.
Get me a spotty calico. white, with
red dot, will you, the next time
you're over to Ervay? Buttons ac-
cordin' to your judgment, but If you
could get some white shiny with red
ring l think they'd match it hand
some" She frowned rehectively.
You're sure one of them loose, hangy
things d become me? Then you can
bring 1t over Tuesday, when you come
to the hunt"
What hunt" asked Judith in all
simplicity
"Why, the wolf hunt. Peter Hamil-
ton come here three days ago and
made arrangements for 'em all to have
supper here after it was done. Lowed
there was a young eastern lady in the
party, Miss Colebrooke, who couldn't
wait to meet me- Course you're goin',
Judy? You've plumb forgot 1t or some
thin happened to the messenger. Who
ever hyeard tell Of anything happenin'
In this yere county 'thout you bein'
the very axle Of it?"
Judith had not betrayed her cha
| grin by the least change Of counte-
nance. To the most searching glance
every faculty was intent on the shirt
waist with the ringed buttons, yet
both women felt, by species Of te-
lepathy wholly feminine, that Judith
was deeply wounded. Loyal Sarah
Yellett decided that Hamilton's guests
would get but a scant supper from
her If her friend Judith was to be un-
favored with an invitation, while Ju-
dith In her own warm heart resented
| as deeply as Peters slight Of herself
his tale Of Miss Oolebrooke's impa-
tlence to meet Mrs. Yellett. The ma
triarch's dominant personality evoked
many smile even from those most
deeply conscious Of her worth, but 1t
wasn't like Peter to make q spectacle
of his ruggedly honest neighbor; new
ertheless she remarked coolly:
Il shan't be able to bring your shirt
waist things up Tuesday, I'm afraid,
Mrs. Yellett, but I'll try to bring them
toward the end Of the week" Then,
with swift change of subject, "How
are the boys getting on with their ed
ucation, Miss Carmichaely
The boys looked at Mary out Of the
| corners Of their eyes. Their prowess
in the field Of letters had not been
publicly discussed before. Mary Car
michael, emboldened by Judith's pres
ence, looked at her tormentors with a
judicious glance.
1.-The girls are doing fairly WELL" she
replied, suppressing the mischief in
her eyes, but the boys. poor fellows
l think something must be the matter
with them. Did they ever fall on their
heads when they were babies, Mrs.
Yellett?
Not more than common All babies
fall on their heads. It's as common as
collie"
/ Poor boys"'said Mary, with a man.
ner that suggested they were miles
away rather than within few feet Of
her. Poor boys! I've never seen
anything like it. They try SO hard,
too. yet they can make nothing of work
that would be play for child Of three.
They must have fallen on their heads
harder than you supposed, Mrs. Vel
lett"
Perhaps their skulls were a heap
Trailer than l allowed for ut the time"