The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-11-05
the BEAR AND
the BUTTER FLY
BY Stuart 8. Stone.

The mamma of the Very Littlest
one had gone to the Emerson and
Browning Club of Hopedale She was
going to read paper on The OPP
timistic Aspect of Rabbi Ben Ezra
and the Very Littlest One took her
departure with IA remarkable resigna-
tion, for the struggle with the Optimis-
tic Aspect had not tended to optimism
in its author.
Now the Very Littlest One and the
Next Littlest One could play in the
corner with the A-is-for-Acorn blocks
with no scolding one to hinder them
in the delightful, forbidden pastime OF
building great Washington Monuments
and letting them fall with a nerve
racking crash on the red and green
carpet. For the terrible ones were
responsible now only to the Dresden
China Girl, and the Dresden China
Girl sat on the sofa with the Cele-
brated Quarter Back and talked wishy-
washy stuff The Dresden China Girl
and the Celebrated Quarter Back had
engaged themselves just week ago,
and they thought the world merely a
place for loving and had no time for
law and order arrangements in Block
Land.
And you will be gone long. long
week." murmured the Dresden China
Girl.
"An endless, eternal week" COM
planned the Celebrated Quarter Back
Il will write twice each day"
Write me the very throbbings of
your heart" pleaded the Dresden
China Girl. Pen me the absolute
spirit of our love"
Il will pour my intimate soul into
the black ink and spread it out over
the sheets. and you may read here
and think of me-" declared the Cele
brated Quarter Back.
Then the loving souls managed the
surreptitious kiss Of fiedging passion
while the terrible ones in the corner
busted with @ and H and the Zebra.
Presently the Very Littlest One held
aloft shaggy, brown beast and broke
in on the silence of love. "B is for
Bear" she prattled "They's a bear
in this room"
"Oh, where?" shrieked the Next Lit.
tlest One; 'let me hide"
There it is," cried the Very Lit.
test One, there on the sofa holding
Aunt Elizabeths hand. She said he
was bear. | heard her tell my nam.
ma so-and she just laughed and went
on dweadful."
The Celebrated Quarter Back set a
rather remarkably fine jaw and
Strengthened himself up just wee bit.
Il see,'s he said frigidly, honey and
lavender to my face, and when | am
gone it is to laugh"
The adorable pink in the cheek of
the Dresden China Girl had become a
burning brick.red. Richard" she said
Il didn't mean"
You have blasted my life." ex.
claimed the Celebrated Quarter Back,
with the scorn of the hero in melo-
drama. He was q very young thing
and he really believed what he said.
Richard" the girl began once
more, but now the Next Littlest One
had the forum.
"B is for butterfly. too," she said
and they's butterfly in this room. y
"Oh, where is the pity, pity butter,
| fiy!" chirped the Very Littlest One.
She's on the sofa, too" said the
| Next Littlest One. II heard Mr. Rich.
ard tell another man SOL was right
behind EN-"
"Oh!" exclaimed the Dresden China
| Girl. And the red in her cheeks went
if possible, little deeper. OH" she
cried, my name a byword for idlers
in the street,"
: why, Elizabeth" cried the Cele
brated Quarter Back, and the firm-set
jaw relaxed now to take on the lines
of the man who pleads in earnest
How could you"
Il will enter a convent" the Dres
den China Girl walled. Il will take
the veil of the forgotten and op
pressed" And the light of love almost
tiickered and died there on the old
horsehair sofa, to give way to the 81
lent gloom of misunderstanding.
Then the Very Littlest One spoke up
| o6oiH Dul Wndl Is Il very iIedT Olu
Bear?" she cried. That's what Aunt
Elizabeth said"
oh" exclaimed the young man on
the couch, And a flush of pleasure
went over the stern face. But the
girl had turned her head to the wall
where crimson and gold flowers inter
twined in the gaudy paper.
Well" chatted the Next Littlesi
One, that's the kind of butterfly
Mr. Richard called her, too-he sale
she was Very Dear Little Butterfly
Glory" shouted the Celebrated
Quarter Back, and clasped the Dres
den China Girl to his heart, and the
Dresden China Girl did not object al
ALL though the terrible ones looked on
in wonder.
Come on" babbled the Very Lit
tlest One in a moment, that game
they're playin' amt any fun; let's
build a great, big post-office house"