The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1906-03-09
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had read of princesses visiting the hut
OF their peasantry. She was OF goo,
height. but the proud lift Of her heal
made her seem taller than she WA
and the cut Of her gown, the color o
her gloves and hat, told of good tast
and the service Of the best tailors an.
milliners. Great scotty' he said t.
himself. "She's an up to date beauty
What will I do to feed herr And. i'm
perturbable az he looked, his hear
sank within him, and II he could hav,
fed honorably he would have done >,
instantly. '"" si 10. -
Raymond took no pains to be noise
less or dainty In his work, but ever.
moment told He sloshed out the cot
feepot and sliced the bacon and stirret
up the fire, all with a grace and guile
dignity which opened AIMS eyes in al
effort to understand him. His hands
were noticeably fine, and the poise o.
his head expressed strength and pride
He was very brown, almost as brown
as the leather cuffs he wore on bit
arms. .-s...s@ ~ -,
Once, when he passed out Of hearing
she turned to Baker suddenly and ask
ed: "Why does your cook wear spurs
An affectation, suppose"
Baker flushed and stammered. "Well
no; he has to help with the cattle once
In awhile" ~ .'$&'7:>: - Z. = (: -
Raymond called to Perry, who was
seated on the doorstep. Perry jump
your horse and round up dry cotton.
wood snag. This brush Is Of no sort
Of use. I want a hot fire." ~
Louis beamed on Ann. "He's talking
just like Walter Owens heroes" :
L Ann silenced him. 'Hush! He'll hear
you" 49,. :. -, 80 ~: 81 go
Baker, quite ready to take q fall out
of Raymond, interposed: "He's a little
hard at first, but reel sociable when
you git him started. He's shy as q rab
bit when they's any company round"
d Raymond uttered cough. which
made Baker start. II guess I'll go out
land see what that driver has done with
his horses" =. ..:r.
(. Louis sprang up. ''I'll 60, too, If you
don't mind, sis."..,,t@ .s
Assam looked round the low ceiled
room in which the files buzzed her eyes
fell upon a little case OF books in the
corner. For lack Of something better
to- do, she rose to inspect them. She
was surprised to And them mainly es.
says, and wondered who Of these, mel
read Emerson and Burroughs. One of
themswas book Of verse. Raymond's
name was on the hy leaf.
'.ssHow handsome the cook isv' was
her inward exclamation as she return.
ed to her seat She. was not one of
.thoseswho sit in silence when they wish
:informatio and, lifting her voice &
little, she said: 49,
..Iunderst Mr.: Barnett to say that
ron had d Moman-to cook for your
ID ID Raymond shifted 4 stove lid. eve
did, g y Y %:sfs So
asssNhere is she ?''5 - =
Gone "A week ago. ~
isn't there any woman about the
placer
He peered into the coffeepot: mo
one but you.'''
Ann sat In silence FOR moment 81
didnt understands Mr.. Barnett said"-
Raymond Strengthened and looked at
her somb erly IF Barnett paid little
more attention to his. ranch and less to
poloI wrote him, more. than week
ago that Jonesy was pullin' his
freight He returned to his cooking.
Ann comp osedly went on, "Was Jones
the name of the foreman?''
'No,.$he was assistant; but he was
married, and his wife was our dough
twister. He's gone to Skytown gold
camp. The whole country is full O. the
fever, = = Z
. Ann, with a note Of sympathy in her
voice, said: 81 don't like to see big,
strong man cook. Do you get extra
pay for 1t ~: b: :...s s,;.=.
IS: % Va cent. We all take turns at
it. to tell the honest TRUTH"
81 hope you're the best COOKE"
That wouldn't be saying much, lady.
{ cook In self defense"
Ann opened her eyes at the signifi-
lance Of this phrase. "Then you don't
10 1t as IA business" j..
Not BY a, whole row O. steers. Do
You like prunes and rice?" he asked
hastily. r, v
Ann looked into the dish which he
leh out toward her and gravely re-
Piled: Il don't think ever ate any.
You don't mean, they're cooked to-
sether7 r -: T. -
That's what. It sure makes FILL
ne combination" said he, dishing some
tut before her. =
81 can well believe it," she replied,
With humorous intonation. Let me
;aste It,, Perhaps I'll like it." As she
libbled little Of the mess from the
poon she glanced up at him with
lueer little smile that made the room
vhirl before his eyes at seems nu-
T1ti0ls mixture."- 'sy.1" ~ ,Tt7 ! 4
He recovered himself ''Oh, it's
Hearty mess, all right. My cooking
mt fancy
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