Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-11-25

creased her wonder WELL" she
argued, what's the matter with that?
A body can't help fur her sex, can
she?"
81 certainly didn't anticipate when
came here that I'd be bothered with
two girls on the place! They'll expect
me to be sitting around with them!'
"Och, WELL" she poked him playfully
with her elbow, you might be glad
If they do want you to set alongside
of 'em. Is it that you amt much fur
sociability that way?' she tried to
solve the problem. You never looked
scairt of Ollie or Eunice."
"They have some sense They don't
cackle at me. They let man alone.
The first girls ever saw who did"
Mrs. Morningstar laughed bosterous-
~. can here was tellin' Ollie every
day since you come why didn't she
perk up and speak some conversation
to you that way. 1t amt that Ollie's
ignorant that makes her keep SO quiet
before you," she came to the defense of
her daughter But she's some back
ward, you bein' towner and her, she
was always country girl still"
"She talks good deal more than Eu-
nice does, though, doesn't she?' he put
out a feeler.
"Och, her." she retorted contemptu-
ously; she's dumm!.' (Stupid.) But
Ollie she's got an elegant education"
she affirmed, standing in the kitchen
doorway, with her barred arms resting
on her ample hips, while DR.. Kinross
leaned against pillar of the porch, his
eyes following the young chickens
which ran about on the grass. II left
her go to school till she was fifteen
already. Eunice she was more fur
books and studyin' and all like that
than what Ollie was but" she said dis
paragingly, "she amt got Ollie's nice
education, but her bein' just adopted
that way and not my own flesh and
blood took her out Of school till she
was twelf She cried wonderful to be
left keep on, but l tole her beggars
couldn't be choosers and she must earn
her livin' So then she never said moth
in more about it. Ollie she can con-
verse pretty" Mrs. Morningstar sud
denly dropped. the subject Of her fos.
ter child and returned to the more con.
genial theme of her own daughter, as
she jealousy observed that the mention
of Eunice seemed to arrest the wander.
ing attention of her hearer. "And Ollie
she knows just the right words to put
in-but sometimes she's so stubborn
headed fur me she won't converse
like what she's been since you come.
But to be sure" she conceded, eff you
like 'em better quiet She paused
uncertainty, but her look and tone i'm
piled that that altered the case and in
volved her forgiveness Of Ollie's OBJ
stinacy in refusing to display her con-
versational powers.
"Eunice has had no schooling since
she was twelve years old?'' Kinross
instantly asked when Mrs. Morning
stars pausing to take breath gave him
chance to put in a question.
mo, and she's wonderful DUNN to-
ward what Ollie Isl
"Humph!" he grunted.
Eyes. and that ongrateful she is fur
all we done fur her yet-us leayin' her
go to school till she was twelf already
and her not our own flesh and blood
and then when she had to come off of
school she took on; it was somepin
awful!'
"But a twelve-year-old girl is hardly
capable of realizing what she is los
ing in having no schooling?" he said
questioningly.
"She was always wonderful fur
studyin'-full much SO. A body couldn't
get no work out of her oncet she got
holt of book-and that's why pop he
sayed now she must come off school,
he sayed, or she'd soon not be earnin'
her feed"
"Umph!' again grunted Kinross, sur
prised into a pang Of pity for the flow
erlike girl who was the household
drudge to the farmers family.
"Say,,' Mrs. Morningstar abruptly de.
manded, do you want fur me to tell
these mere two young ladies' when they
come that you amt much fur sociabil.
ity and that they're to leave you be
and not bother you any, you bein' some
queer?'
"Now, Mrs. Morningstar,' he smiled,
"you are a friend in need. Suppose you
do warn them off Where are they
'front.'"
From into town. Their names is
Georgiana Ellery and Daisy Parks"
Kinross lifted his head and looked at
Mrs. Morningstar, surprise, annoyance,
in his face
Gods and little fshesw
He pulled his Panama hat over his
eyes. turned abruptly and strobe away.
Mrs. Morningstar stood stolidly where
he left her. gazing after him as he
walked with long steps through the
orchard toward the woods where he
spent most of the day. and
finally she shook her head and drew q
long breath.
cit beats me what fur man he is,
anyhow"
CHAPTER II.