The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1906-01-20

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you didn't do II. did your
ooh. no: though I was asked. and 80
was Miss wetmore. believe. OF
course poor Mrs. Yellctt had no other
recourse. as I suppose you know.
chose to be disobliging that time. and
was sorry for II afterward-sorry
when | heard about the letter that
really went! DO you find the sheep
wagon 40 very DREADFUL
II thought" laughed Mary. that II
was going to be like n picture saw
I'm magazlne-Mcxican hammocks,
grass cushions and lady pouring tea.
| from samovar. Instead II WAS the
sheep wagon and DO You sleep light
or dark?' There Is Mrs. Yellett calling
us to dinner. Shall have a chance
to talk TO you alone afterwards"
1--WE come all the way from Dax's
to see you" explained Judith. with
chara cteristic directness. I'VE have
all the afternoon"
Really Mary displayed fash Of
schoolgirl enthusiasm. Il feel as II
could almost bear the scenery"
Presumably Judith was favorite
guest Of the Yellett household, and not
without reason. She took her place In
the circle about the homely. steaming
fare with an ease and grace that sug-
gested that dining OF the ground was
an everyday afYair@ith her and chairs
and tables undreamed Of Injuries
Mary envied her her ready tact. Why
could she not meet these people with
Judlth's poise-bring out the best OF
them, as she did?
What kind Of basques are they
wearing this summer, judy" inquired
Mrs. Iellett. regarding her guests
trim shirt waist judiclally. II reckon
them loose. meal sack things must be
all the so. since you and Miss Mary
both have 'em. but give me a good
tight fttin' 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 n cherished ideal.
Get me spotty calico. white, with
a red dot, will you. the next time
you're over to Ervay? Buttons nc
cordin' to your judgment. but If you
could get some white shiny with a red
ring l think they'd match 1t 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 Hamll-
ton come here three days ago and
made arrangements for 'em all to have
supper here after II was done Lowed
there was II young eastern lady In the
party, Miss Colebrooke, who couldn't
Judy? You've plumb forgot It or some
thin happened to the messenger. Who
ever hyeard tell OF anything happenln'
In this we're county 'thout you beln
the very axle of ity'
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 II her friend Judith was TO he 'un-
favored with an invitation, while Jul
dith In her own warm heart resented
as deeply as Peters slight of herself
his tale of Miss Colehrooke's impa-
tionce to meet Mrs Yellett The ma
trarch's dominant personality evoked
many smile even from those most
deeply conscious of her worth, but il
wasn't like Peter to make n spectacle
of his ruggedly honest nelghbOr: new
ertheless she remarked coolly:
Il shan't Ice able TO bring your shirt
waist things up Tuesday, I'm afraid,
Mrs. lellett, but I'll try TO bring them
toward the end of the week" Then,
NA'h 81 N"liA 'hhiSt VI SuuJttl, HOW
are the boys getting ON with their ed
uCation, Miss CarmichaelY"
The boys looked at Mary ont 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
cnce, looked at her tormentors with
Judlcious glance.
The girls are doing fairly WELL" she
replied, suppressing the mischief In
her eyes, but the boys, poor fellows
| think something must be the matter
with them. Did they ever fall on their
heads when they were babies, Mrs.
YeliettT
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 We're 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