The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1906-06-16
A Couple of
ScarecrOWS
By PHILIP VERRILL MICHELS
Copyright, by Joseph Il. Bowles.)


err. At first he knew nothing at all OF
the germ of war that slumbered under
the ample folds of his yellow pajamas.
He lay in his bed rejecting, letter
in his hand and his knees upheaving
the coverlet to form two rival fugi-
yamas.
Your uncle James is dead, and you
are his heir to the Black Oaks farrr-"
was all he had read of the letter.
Visions of meadow and stream. OF
hillsides cool beneath majestic trees
the gray of lichen-feathered wall,
o'ergrown with berry brambles, me
wide-spreading house, .utstretching
arms of hospitality, and the curving
path that skirted the ancient well on
its way to the veteran gate-that never
shut, but merely stood knee-deep in
the grass-came over his mind from
barefoot" time of long ago.
This mood was merely reminiscent,
however, and not at all to be con-
strued as a consent to become the own
er of a farm.
ION the WHOLE" he ruminated,
scratching at the bottom of his foot,
and thereby causing a fearsome COM
motion among the coverlet fugiyamas,
1.-The place is good to have, If only
for home-a sort of retreat. And then
If ever should get married Well,
let's see what the rest of 1t says"
lie resumed his letter:
Heir to the Black Oak farm, includ-
in the Hilltop addition and legacy of
$4,000, provided you marry Abigail
Umatilla Smeethers, a much-removed
family connection. In the event of your
refusal to wed the said Abigail, etc,
you to inherit the Black Oaks and she
to have the Hilltop addition and leg.
acy-
Now, hang Abigail Utility smither-
eens!" calculated Forrest, bounding
out OF bed and sweeping the coverlet
fugiyamas into space in tidal wave
of blankets and sheets. ITS perfectly
idiotic! It's the kind of stuff you read
about! Abigail Curlpapers Giddy-
greens! No, you don't, uncle Jeems,
not on your daguerrotype. She can
have the Hilltop addition, and Now
why in thunder did he have to give
| her the whole bank? Twenty-Five
thou think I'd like-but no!-no'
with Abigail. No, Abby, go thy
Smeethers ways, in peace and curl
papers!"
He danced the prelude of marvel
Gus snakentine gyration, and sat hin
down on the edge of the bed to scratch
| at the bottom of his foot again. ih'
rebellion was started and working
well.
"Heigho!" he unused, as with hands
on his knees, he looked with wink.es'
| eyes on the common design of the car
| pet. It's Just the luck-it always goei
about that way-and just as tel
low is actually taking an interest II
the loveliest girl in the universe, ant
begins to think he'd like to seltl'
down.
Here he grew quite as sentimental
and retrospective as is possible to an!
man in pajamas.
| Wasn't she charming!" he OK
claimed, in delight. Such dear brown
| eyes! Such hair-it looked like what
like raven-c olored skeins of silk
Such spirit and genius of expressing
herself. And yet a touch of sadness
too. wonder why she wouldn'
dance-she said she liked 1t. Well
perhaps we made better progress a
getting acquainted as It was"
He was silent a moment.
Miss Rockland-rather fine. ! won
der what her first name is? And
don't know where she lives, or any
thing about her. That's the troubl
with formal Introduction at noI
anyway"
Slowly investing himself in conven
tional attire, and fuctuating betwee
rhapsodies on his unknown queen, an
railleries on Abigail, Forrest went o.
to his breakfast at last. Later he 100
the boat for Cornheld and the Bllc
Oaks farm.
I'm look the place over for a coupl
of weeks" said he, land then I'm GCin
TO hunt Miss RoCkland up, or squande
my youth and fortune in the effort
Three large crows were stalkin
about and cawing in a field that Dt
longed to the Hilltop addition on
morning as Forrest came forth irol
his farmhouse. lie saw them out {
the corner Of his eyes, the same Wa
that he saw the woman who wake
about the place from time to time.
That Abigail would come to fetch hil
away or, maybe, that he should iudC
yertently wander down through III
vale into her possessions and there |
trapped and wed in spite OF himsCl
was a constant fear with Forrest.
Abigail, ne reflected, appeared 4,
gressive, progressive and acquisit.v
She walked about her acres on the OF
pOsite hill with certain vigcr IN
sure footedness that We're very SUI
gestive. he thought.
On her head, she wore bonnet IN,
looked like a section of blue stovepip
and hid her face as II It were deep IN
tunnel and peering forth. This, aud Il