The Utah County Democrat. [volume] (Provo City, Utah) 1898-1909, 1908-12-17


She was old now.
but still fair with beauty OF the
spirit blossomed out on the pale face
whose smile was sweet as ever Her
husband. tall and thin and brown,
glanced at her now and then as II he
still saw the loveliness she wore when
he brought her home, his wife. And
as she looked up at him he was stlll
the stalwart youth. the touch of whose
strong hand once made her heart beat
so madly. Their children were all
gone; some to the further life, some
returning for holiday.
To think" she said that the day
you fetched me here I could sit In the
door and see the river loopin' along
all blue an silver. and the low hills
beyond. with their black pine woods
an the sunshine falling through. and
all the wide mash an the haystacks
an the colors changln' on 'em. Il
seemed to mel do no what II
seemed TO mel oh. heaven can't be no
more beautiful than that was. lookin
down this side the knoll. There's n
big bunch most beyond your hand,
jes' drippin' 18th Juice"
"And one day you cut down the
big eilns at the back there"
Hated 10. A tree allus seems 10
me TO have a life Of It's own, most
as much as man has, don't feel no
assurance amt settln' a sperrit free.
But there, who knows. Anyway II
cleared slightly spot for you on
t'ofher side"
Il don't care. wisht that swamp
could be struck by lightnIn' fustl"
"Lightnln' never struck hull ten.
acre lot at onst."
IL might set FIRE 70 IT,"
AN burn up somebody's wood lott
Why. Hubby. I'm 'shamed on vel"
you orter be, I'm shamed on my
self. But feel jes' so. We amt got
many years TO live. as you say; and
"a like TO see that likeness OF the
promised land an hev Laury see H. |
10 mo- as Asa'd care 30 much. Laury
likes Il open all about her Shed stay
acre more. Shed hev her colored
shalks out In no time. Them palntln'
people down In Pebbles pastur d may
be give her some hints. An you
know the minister said Laury he'd n
zeal gift for drorln But there. she
wont be here tell Christmas time.
sakes alive. father. what n Christmas
I'D be 18th that swamp burned up"
well. well, wife. as long as we've
got each other AN the children. here
and In heaven, and enough to keep the
wolf from the door"
Il know. Aud I'm silly, An the
dear Lord knows amt maxim no
fuss. I'm jes' sayin' what Id like.
did useter love that sight--an the
Lord made II. My, | guess he loved
beautiful Thus, tew. set by H. I'm
happy as thin's are: but I'd be happier
ef that was ihrowed in"
Like chrome down 10 the store
wen you're tradin' your butter. Wal,
it's time give Brindle her supper. an
she give me mine, hope the dayll
be long o. comm wen | cant milk my
COW an take her sweet breath all
made o. clover blows. THERE guess
the birds may have all I've left.
There's a bunch ON top for luck. Yes,
there they be. comm after II now.
You can't make iell 18th them grapes,
they're too ripe. little mother.
They'll make sweetmeat, all right.
AN the's nothin' nicer'n your grape
sweetmeat 18th my meat. But, Lor'
sakes. guess you'd cook sawdust so't
would be tasty. I'm glad we've got
suthin to cook with--not like them
city folks. dependin' ON coal an none
to depend on. That's a noble wood
pile we've got. There's nothin' like
hein' forehanded- Come, It's gittin'
f damplsh. an you'd better be thinkIn'
o your rheumatIcs. Ef they'd dreen
that swamp you wouldn't be havin'