The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1906-02-07

the kitchen. and she remembered shc
had not told the children not TO go
into the room where their ,tther was
sleeping. She went back and found
that Jimmy had not left his post on
the aide OF the bed where he still re-
greeted that his perfectly well toe did
not cntitle him to gnsironomic con
sideration. Topeka, who had arrived
at an age where little girls. in the first
subconscious attempt ut ndornmcnt
know no kcencr delight than plastering
their heads With Il wet hairbrush till
they present nm appearance of slippery
rotundity cqualed only by a peeled on
ion, put down the brush with guilty
haste ut sight Of her mother
I'm goin' 10 dress him soon rs I've
done my hair"
ANY one think YOU was gon' to be
married, the time you've took TO it,
IT'S gettln' SO long" urged Topeka.
Il wouldn't give Il a chance TO grow
no longer while Jimmy was waitin' 70
get dressed And don't 20 into tho
front room Your fathers gettin his
sleep out"
Topeka opened her round eyes,
There was always something suspi-
clous about that sleep her father had t.
get out, hut she felt 1t was something
she must not ask questions about. Her
mother fingered. She dreaded to be
alone in the kitchen. The little, IA
millar lntimncles between herself and
her children scattered the horrors OF
the dream which would come back to
her when she was again Mt the mercy
of her thoughts.
"Judy. s'pose you dress Jimmy this
morning! ! want Topeka to help me
get breakfast"
"Yessum." said Judith dutifully. rs
he TO have his face washed?"
Tie certainly is, Judy. Is ashamed
to have you ask such n question. Amt
you all been brought up 20 have your
faces washedT'
But young Judith seemed disnclned
to take up this phase of family su-
periorlty. She merely inquired fur
Their:
rs lie to have 1t washed with soap.
maw?"
"IIc shore is. Any one would think
you had been born and raised in
Arzony or Ncbrasliy. to hear you talk
I'm plumb ashamed of you. Judy"
But, deed, nav. | amt big enough
to wash his face with soap. II takes
Topeka to hold his head"
The subject of the discussion still
sat on the edge of the bed a small
lord of creation, letting his women
folk arrange among themselves who
should minister TO his wants. As an
instrument of torture The waShcloth,
In the hands of his sister Judy, was no
ignoble rival of the cactus thorn. The
question of making terms for his suf-
ferlngs again appealed TO him In the
light of II feasible business proposition.
"MuvNy, tan't | have the apple?
Judy hurts me II lot when she wathes
my face wis SOAP
Eyes, you can have the apple, honey;
and Judy, you he gentle with him
Don't rub his features up, and be care
ful and don't get soap In his eyes"
Nom" And Judy herocally stifled
the longing to slick her hair, like Tope-
ka's, with the wet hairbrush There
were easier tasks than washing the
face of her younger brother
When Topeka and her mother were
alone In the kitchen, Topeka grinding
the coffee and all unconsciously work
ing her Jaw in an accompaniment to
the coffee mill, her mother bent over
her and said
Did You dream of anything last
nlghtg"
Topeka simultaneously stopped work
ing the coffee mill and her jaw and re-
garded her mother solemnly. She did
not remember having been thus ques-
toned about her dreams before
Nom" she answered, after labori-
Gus consideration. But something in
her mothers face held her.
You're sure you didn't dream moth
ing?"
Yes. nav"
Ibid Judy or Jim say that they
dreamed anythlng?"
Jim said he dreamed he had pup"
Was that all? Think hard Topeka
Topeka held the handle of the coffee
mill In her hand. Her jaw continued
W WIN WIN ihbol VI htl IifIlui
process. 1--WE thought hard, NAV, and
all he told was about the pup"
Aida went back to her bedroom and
again felt the brown bureau whats
the matter with me, anyhow It's the
lonesomeness, and they bein' ngln Jim
the way they are. Lord, this country's
hard on women and horsesr'
When breakfast was over ana young
Jim had received the reward of his
valor in presenting II brave face TO his
ablutlon and Judith the reward of her
skill, the evidence of which almost pre-.
vented the young martyr from smiling
while he enjoyed his treat, their moth
err sent them all to play In the canyon
She told them not TO come home till she
should come for them, and IL any one
should ask about their father to say
that he was away from home. And
this, as well as the mystery Of her IA.
. thcr getting his slcep out" reused
some slight apprehension I'm Topeka,