Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1908-05-29
A QUESTION
OF WILL.

ia or.
The Widow was 20 years old, full OF
gracious curves and with an opales-
cent complexion-that is to say, ad-
dicted to little Pushes through the
cream of her fesh-Jints. She was
gowned eXquisitely and wore a gold
comb in her hair; such a comb as
women with magnificent wavy hair
doom the rest of us to-
The Bride was nervous and happy
and gushing and giggling. The Wild
ow was tranquil and passive, and gra-
cious and charming. One would have
said that here were two natures
which could not possibly have one
thought in common. Much less
Tea" cried the Bride. "Oh, just
love it. Don't you love it? And do
you know, ! never drank it until after
| was married. But VIII just loves
it, and so of course had to learn
to drink it, and now I just love it"
The Widow-beside the tea-tray-
began to make her guest a cup of tea
with the ease born Of an infinite mum
Der Of brewing
And what love of a teapot you
havei" cried the Bride; 4 just love
that crackle-ware. don't you? I do
wish you'd tell me where you
bought it,"
1T CAME from China, said the Wild
ow quietly; lit was a present to me
from friend who went there"
wills been in China!" exclaimed
the Bride; he just loved China.-
Wills so enthusiastic-Tm so enthus-
iastic, too. He says we must go to
China together some time. Oh, what
darling sugar-tongs! Where did you
ever get them? Are they from China.
too?"
They were a present from a friend
in India" said the Widow holding out
the tongs for inspection. They are
really unique. Do you see?"
Unique! Why, they're just too
lovely for anythingl Wills been in
India--I must remember and tell him
about them; he'll be so interested.
And your spoons are all souvenirs,
aren't they? Oh, how lovely"
They were gifts from all over the
world" said the Widow. The one
that you have came from St Gallen
near Bodensee. Do look at the quaint
martyrdom scene done on the inside
of the BOWL"
"Oh, how perfectly dear. I must
tell VIII about that! That would
just interest him immensely, because
b0f oil oil
1t seems to me that viii has been
just everywhere; it's perfectly love
ly to hear him talk about where he's
been, only he does so perfectly love
to talk about everywhere he's been
that sometimes I'm almost afraid that
some time | may get tired of the !
places But then. of course, VIII and
l are just so awfully in love that we
never can get tired. Will isn't the
kind of a man to ever get tired of |
anything he loved. l tell him | can
see that in his eyes even if wasn't |
sure of it,"
The Widow sat by her tea table
listening and smiling.
You see," the Bride ratified on, |
"Will hasn't been a bit like other |
men. He never cared for any women |
in all his life until he met me.
Isn't that just too lovely for any
thing?'
The Widow nodded sweetly-offer-
ing her the silver dish of bonbons.
"Oh, allegrettis!" she squealed joy
ously. "Oh, just love them! Don't
you Just love them? Will buys me
a big box every Saturday night"
Il get box every Saturday night
myself" said the Widow. She took
her visitors cup and set it down on
the table.
ITS been so lovely to meet you
like this" said the Bride, rising; its
been so lovely and informal, some
how. | just feel as if | really knew
you. | must tell VIII all about you
or does he know you well him
self?"
I'VE are friends" said the Widow.
DO remember me to him, please.
"Oh. | shall just love to; tell him
lust everything -everything that
.hink. even. | just think he's the
grandest fellow that ever lived-l
lon't see how anyone could help think
ng that"
She held out her hand, and all her
reckled angles were glorified by the
ervor of her girlish feelings.
"Good-by," said the Widow, and be-
lind the splendid superiority of her
,wn beauty and brilliancy there crept
hint of wistfulness.
"Good-by." said the Bride. DO
ome and see me son. shall so .
owe to see you"
Then she went out, and the other
ooked after her going. do | envy
ERR" she asked herself-and smiled
nd shook her head :
Poor VIII" she said. after sec e
nd's thought-and sighed and shook O
er head again.
And then she took up the sugar !
ongs. and reflected at length.
Curious creatures men are. any :