The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1908-08-28
A Knot That
Remained Tied.
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crimson and brown. One dab larger
than the rest, a splotch Of Whites
girls parasol-mingIed not inharmoni-
ously with the variegated leaves. Be-
meath was a still larger dab Of pearl,
beside which walked a long streak Of
gray. Nature Is a wonderful painter.
and on this occasion she laid on the
colors with all the recklessness Of q
demented impressionist.
IT'S very beautiful" she said, "but
I don't like to see 1t. It reminds me
that In few weeks l shall be back
In town."
you have the advantage Of the few
weeks. l shall 60 tomorrow"
And you're not coming up againr"
mot this season."
"Oh. dear! Why must pleasures
end7 I've had delightful summer"
"Why more delightful than any
other summer
II don't know"
Then l can't give a reason for you.
I've been up here only this one sum.
mer. can't compare It with others"
you've been up four times this sea.
SON."
you mean q Dozen"
"A dozen7 thought 1t was only
four But your visits have been very
short only two or three days each"
he glanced sidewise into her face.
while she looked away at the river,
sprinkled with the fallen leaves.
you seem sad" he remarked.
Autumn IL a sad season. Besides,
having had 10 pleasant a summer, It
Il especially sad to be reminded that
It is ended"
MY summer has been just the re-
verse;"
She turned and looked at him inquir-
ingly with her brown eyes.
Yes" he west on. cutting sumac
with his care. i've been bothered"
Lowering her eyes. she noticed that
her shoestring was united. She
paused and put out her foot and he
stopped and tied 1t.
And what has bothered your she
asked languidly.
do you see those leaves drifting on
the surface Of the riverT'
Eyes. Aren't they prettyw
"They have no power Of their own.
It's all In the current. Where it takes
them they 60. That red one, for in
stance, will drift on till 1t reaches the
mill; then 1t will either swirl down the
6ume or sail on to the dam and pitch
down on to the rocks below"
Poor little leaf!'
he gave her a quick glance, then
asked, do you follow meT
Follow you? I'm following the leaf.
I'm very much interested In the poor
thing. Perhaps some fisher maiden In
a boat may be captivated by it's rich
color. take 1t in and clasp It to her
breast"
"The leaf, as I said, Is either drawn
into the mill race or goes over the
dam
but the fisher maiden-win she 20 |
into the race or over the dam toor'
HIN! That's the most distressing !
feature. The fisher maiden In trying
to save the fellow-I mean the leaf
may bring about her own discoma-
ture."
rs she very near the DAMP
ION the verge"
II thought you said It might be the
liume."
ut doesn't matter which It is," i'm
potently.
"Well, II she's on the verge It seems
to me it's too late for her to save her
self. She'll have to 90 over"
This was not all that he had been
lngling for. The question remained,
Would the fisher maiden 20 over the
lam with pleasure7 So he said:
That would be hard on her. It
would have been much better for her
o have left the leaf to perish"
Rather she should not have been
aught by Its brilliant color"
This was getting nearer to the point.
Ie looked down for inspiration-lov-
rs are not apt to look up for it-as to
lis next move and noticed that her re-
FACTORY shoestring was again trailing
n the dust.
III you will 60 and sit on that rock
own there under those dropping trees I
can get at 1t better" Z
They descended a bank, and she sat +,
own on the rock. putting out a well
haped foot, contriving to let a bit of
ngerie show under the edge Of her !
kirt. He knelt before her and took |
he shoestrings in his fingers. :,
This time." she said, "try TO tie
knot that will not come unloosened !"
Il wish could" /
would you like me to find a man I
mo camp coQuettishly. /,
Il know one who can tie a knot that
'ould suit me exactly"
"WhoT d
"The bishop" e
He gave a quick glance about him. b
nile ner own glance fluttered every. r.
mere, resting on nothing, like