Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1906-01-05
CHAPTER w

Ethel Mallet knelt on a chair, her
bonny face pressing closely against the
window pane. The room being on the
second floor, 1t was only by so doing
that she could see the steps that led up
TO the front door. 1t was a quarter past
eight, and she was watching anxiously,
as she had done for several mornings
past, for the coming of the postman. She
left her position presently. and hustled
about putting little finishing touches TO
the breakfast table.
1t is hard on poor dear dad to have
to put up with petty inconvenience"
she said, affectionately, as she laid the
morning newspaper next the roses. and
looked to see if she could do ANYTHING
further to beautify the unlovely lodging
house breakfast table. 81 know the sight
OF stain on the tablecloth takes away
his appetite. With the very next few
shlilings l make by my copying I'll buy
couple OF tablecloths, and then we can
nave an extra one without asking Mrs
Phipott for 1t and risking black looks
Tor the rest of the week. Oh. here Won
are, papal l thought you were going
TO be late-and it is your Kensington
oayI TOO. All, there's the postman! l
wonder If he has letter for me? Isn't
1t strange that Jack has written only
once in whole week? p
Young fellows always find plenty of
occupation in the country; you must not
worry about 1t, my child" This remark
was rather uncalled for, as Ethel. the
whole week through, had scrupulouslv
avoided mentioning the subject of Jacks
neglect. The country round Mallingford
is particularly attractive, and l can quite |
understand that Jack is feasting his soul
on its beauties"
"Oh, papa, do you know Mallinefordp |
You never said so beforehand Etbel |
was just about to launch out into
string of questions when her tbongbts
were diverted by the appearance of the
servant With the fish for breakfast, and
a letter.
For me, and from jack" she ex-
claimed breathlessly; but she did not
attempt to read it until she had attended
TO every little want of her fathers. and
seen him comfortably settled for his
morning glance over the leaders in tba
newspapers. 'Ns
linen she took up the letter and be-
gan reading it. AS she read, the sweet
anticipation OF pleasure faded slowly
rom her face, and she laid the enistle
Town, looking perplexed and tronblad
she went on pretending to eat filled her
ather's cup when he pushed II toward
Ter, ana resolutely kept silence until he
iao iaid down his newspaper and caught
Ter wistful look. 20 Ds"'
ttINall 10
lie asked. ~ say
don't know; Jack has written
nce' long letter, and yet am disan-
onted. I'm never satisfied; am I. dad2
lie tells me here that he's very lonely
nu a line or two lower down he savs !,
nat MISS Mailing, of whom he gave snch q,
glowing description in his first nots
as ielt Tor London. know I'm mar,
oW minded, but l can't help fancvino
nat It's more her absence than n,ine
nat makes him lonely. AS If I ala No.
now Jack to be one of the most ao'
iaoie men IN the world Please call me S
shamed of myself" No me S
But Mr.. Mallet did nothing of the sort r
think 1t extremely bad taste on
acK part to fill his letters 70 Won r,, AZ a
exemptions of another woman's bean
"Now +boro
Nv tnere you are wrongl IT'S met
iat tnat satisfies me as to Jacl,,s . '1a, 81
In IL there was one scrap of nnfoin
ess to me in his admiration Gov NJ il
Laiiing he would not write 60 on -ulss NJ
oout It, 1t was only my nonsense O asa.t,
eng jealous, you know" ABOUT &,
. lou .S are veritable little bee suct Vi
l, Z tne honey and leaving the po Sson NJ
II not S". say one word against your bsro
" T SIgbt but bui.l don't like to hear Of al
low | don't think him wor3 yOu' You di
tie girl" "or'ny OF my -
You conceited old dad" Etbo, ..,, SO
ltn smile, ito think your girl hs saiu, W
an any one else's! Why, Jack l. letter Us IN
s,,d good for me! Even you admit T bo,a 81
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