Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-01-01

NY INDEX the cottonW0odS that
III Swallowed the landing place
5j the clematis trailed its tufts
of fluffy gray; a cluster OF
windfiowers nodded, winking their
GhOwy blue eyes; birds whisked about
% fetch straws and scraps for their
bliiidtng. and the grass. bright green,
hut stubby. wore changing spatter-
work OF sun and leaf.
Aarylyn let, drop her bonnet and the
COW horn that hung by thong to her
wrist Then, with folded hands, she
aooAed up and around her, smiling the
warm air in delight. The Texas home
had never offered such 4 loyely. retreat
There the arid mesa had grown thorny
mesquite, scraggled cypress or stunted
live oak for shade. Sand had whirled
ceaselessly before a high, hot wind
No flowers had bloomed but the pale
JfOadfiax and the prickly pear, and be-
lGtde the salt lakes OF that almost wa
tarless waste had nested only the vul-
.fune. Ses-ssssa sv~-.--.A-
y But this! It was like the blossom
gtrewn plain that burst upon them as,
desert wearied, they Travelled into CEN
fxai Texas: like the glimpses Of April
woodland In the Upper and Lower
Cross Timbers. 1t made generous re-
turn for the long, merciless winter.
Mcre-in one glance, in one breath, it
swept away whole winter Of hateful
memories.
she caught up bonnet and horn and
chose seat close to the river. Before
her was gap in the knotted grape
wine heaps that chung along the brink
ut the bank. Through It, yelled only
by some tendrils that swung wishfully
across. lay wedgelike vista OF mud
dy water. bottom land, blur and sky.
The midmorning sun glinted upon the
fReacherous current. upon the wet grass
s0f the bottom land, upon the green
brown blur and the Calling at its top,
jnpon the far, curving azure OF the sky.
Against the dazzle, her blue eyes
sw1nlEed harder than the breeze tossed
anemOnes. Stretching out upon her
hack. she rested them in the shifting
canopy Of foliage.
"A startled klngbird dashed past her,
coming from q tree by the cut. She
got mp and saw man In uniform
standing near. He was a young man,
with a flushed face an ! wildly rum
Died hair. In one hand he held tas-
seied hat and In the other a rife.
He leaned forward from behind a
burberry bush. and his look was
guiltily eager and admiring.
rs startled as the kingbird, she
grasped the COW horn and lifted It to
heE lips.
( But Hse did not blow d warning. The
uniform retreated in cowardly haste,
the taseeled hat lowered, and the eyes
sbeeeeched 49,.
Va moment. Then the man smiled
Add shook his hat at her roguishly.
e~.A-ahg' he said--in the tone of one
who had made discovery-"I didn't
know before that fairy lives in this
grover saARsss :sasawaa NAA4.~ssA.-.e
Marylyn glanced over shoulder.
'.Does there9' she questioned, hal
whispering.
He took forward step. There
!. does" he answered solemnly.. "Its
sGOldenhair, as well as / can make ou[
9But where on earth are the bears?"
Instantly she had her bonnet. my,
smy!" she said. 'Bearsl Indians is bad
enough" She peered into the long
heaps Of tangled grapevine.
'aOh, now.v he exclaimed self aceus-
ingiy. He whipped a knee with the
hat Now, I've gone and scared you'll
Say, honest! There isn't bear In a
hundred miles. I'd stake my stupid
head on it"
But Golden she began.
"G0ldenhairY He smiled again, by
way of entreaty. why, Goldenhair is
YOU"
She clapped on her bonnet in a little
hurry, pulling it down to hide the last
yellow wisp.
Misunderstanding the action, he be-
gan to plead ooh, don't go; please
don't go! I've wanted to meet you for
months and months. I've heard SO
much about you. Lounsbury told me-"
She gave him a quick look from I'M
der the bonnet's rim. Mr.. Louns-
bury she repeated and stiffened her
lips.
seYes."
'HS> don't know much about me, !
reckonS He amt been to see US for
months sand months. She began to
dig at the ground with the toe of a
shoe.
well wall he fioundered. "He's
been awful rushed lately-needed at
Clark s--thereN now. ! promised toto
tend to his business here for him. But
be told me about you, just the same,
and about your sister too Say, but she
is a brickw
She gave him another look, slightly
resentful, but inquiring. What's a
! brick 2" she demanded.
AIt,s a nerson that's ali syritn he an