Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-01-24


cut out Of leading weeklies, these illus
trations being arranged with a nice
eye to convenience, right side up, the
small sized pictures low down, the lar
ser ones higher.
Tonight the parlor was more home
like than usual-and festive, for a fam
fly party filed it. Here was the
hostess, carrying huge iced cake and
taking account Of the seven's behavior;
the seven themselves, eager, though
somewhat repressed, and doing full
Justice to their portions; their father,
thankful as he passed the coffee, that
90 much good had come out of some
misfortune; Frank Jameson, mother
and sister on either arm; Maryfyn Lam
caster, looking dimpled consciousness;
close upon her every move certain
young lieutenant, who cast longing
glances toward the half lighted gal
lery; the surgeon, ungratefully rele-
gated to a corner, but solacing himself
In his cup; David Bond, his wrinkled
old face benediction, and, lastly, Dali
las and John.
Lounsbury was his former self. save
for the plaster strips that had sup
planted the bandages. Everywhere at
once he put the grip of two men into
his well arm. smiling upon all like
the very genius of happiness.
And Dallas-Mrs. Oliver had offered
70 sew her plain white dress for the
occasion, but she had chosen since
her John must of necessity come In his
wonted attire to appear In the simple
frock she had worn the night they met
An the swale. Above It her hair was
braided and coiled upon her head like
q crown. Her cheeks were a glowing
red. Her eyes shone.
All was bedlam. Tongues cfattered.
Cups ratified. Laughter rose and fell.
The seven, having no chairs, sat In q
line under the leadership Of Felicia
and kicked their heels ON the floor.
Then interrupting-a knock. loud,
peremptory.
The company stilled. Jameson open
ed.
There stood jolly figure the suit
Ier's-apple round head and all.
well, BlakelyT" asked the captain.
Blakely hung his weight on a foot
and, coughing behind his plump hand,
bObbed his answer, ''Steam's up, SIR"
I1ounsbury had the center Of the
floor. He kept 1t, reaching out to bring
Dallas beside him. They stood while
the others crowded up to give them
well wishes.
Last of all came David Bond. my
daughter, my son." he said, "God bless
your
Lounsbury slipped Dallas hand into
his arm. Then the door opened for
them and they went out-together.
"John Is a good man, said the
evangelist, 'and will make good hus-
band" He was seated with Fraser on
the gallery watching light in mid.
stream dance its way through tbs
dark.
Fraser sighed happily. "She's dear
girl" he murmured, looking back to
where the lamp was moving about In
divers spare room. "She'd make
wife for prince"
Presently he reused himself with
another sigh "You ought to see the
way VIC uACd .uP luC bAldChS uC Ctllus
white kick up curtains on the win
dows-that was Mrs. divers idea:
rose berries all over the mantel-
Marylyn did that; stuffed the fire.
place full of sumac: then Michael
sprinkled and swept out. and we GOV.
cred the floor with Navajo blankets"
Little place looked coy"
"CoZy as could be-"
A little while, and Fraser sprang up
They're therer' he cried ''See, see
They're homer
Far away on the bend the eyes o.
the shack were bright.
"And you. Mr. Fraser?" asked the
evangelist.
''Marylyn and viii wait for the
colonel. Won't be long now. Shall
you be here?'
81 think not. The Indians go to
Standing Rock next week. go with
them"
Poor Charleyr' said Fraser huskily.
"He won't go. poor old chapr'
Hardly poor, Mr.. Fraser" There
was triumphant ring in David
Bonds voice. Few men gain as much
ms he by death"
Il know. Even the captains proud
Of him now"
They fell silent
Now from the tent rows that re-
placed the barracks rang out the trum-
pet, sounding the days last cali Tie
two turned their heads TO listen.
The call ended. The faint, wayering
notes of the echo died away upon river
and bluff.
They turned back to the shack again
and saw its light go filckering out.
THE END.