The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-07-19
By SEWELL 70 RID

gets word that it's all o. X. Pinckney
| bulletins 1t TO the crowd that while
Sadie's pulled out of the competition.
she's asked leave to put on a sub. and
until after the returns are all in.
Meantime 1 climbs into the sleigh and
goes down TO meet the express. Sure
enough, Cornelia Ann was aboard, bit
hay about the kind Of stunt that's
expected of her, but ready for any
thing. 1 don't go into the many de-
tails, for fear of givin her stage fright:
| but I let's her know that II she's got
any sculpturin' tricks up her sleeve
nOw's the time to shake 'em out.
| I've been tellin' some friends OF
mine." says i. that when IT came to
clay art, or plaster of paris art. you
was the real lollypop: and I reckoned
that if you could do pieces in mud. you
| could do em just as well In snow
''Snow!" says she. why. I never
| tried"
Maybe I'd banked too much on Cor
nelia. or perhaps she was ritht in say
in this was out of her line. Anyway. it
was mighty disappointed trio that
sized her up when l landed her under
the porte cochere.
When she's run her eye over the size
| and sweetness of the place I've brought
her to, and seen a sample of the folks.
she looks half scared to death. And
you wouldn't have played her for a
fav'rite either, If you'd seen the cheap
| figure she cut. with them big eyes roll
| in around as II she was huntin' for the
nearest way out. But we gives her a
| cup of hot tea, makes her put on pair
| of fieece-lined overshoes and some
bodys Persian lamb jacket, and leads
| her out to make q try for the cham
pionship.
Some of 'em was sorry for her. and
oIoIr h.tN Nrh fNrGr
stood around and snickered and whis-
pered things behind their hands Hon
est. / could have thrown brickbats at
| myself for bein' such a mush head.
That wouldn't have helped any, though.
| so gets busy and rolls together cou-
pie of chunks of snow about as big as
flour barrels and piles one on top of the
other.
It's up to you. Cornie." says I.
Cant you dig something or other out
of that?''
She don't say whether she can or
can't but just walks around IL two o"
three times, lookin' at ii dreamy. like
she was in trance. Next she braces
up a bit calls for an old carvin knife
and a kitchen spoon. and goes to work.
the whole push watching her as If she
| was some freak in a cage.
| pipes off her motions for awhile real
hopeful and then l edges out where |
could look the other way Why say. all
she'd done was to hew out something
that looks like a lot of soap boxes piled
up for bonfire. 1t was case OF funk,
7 could see that, and maybe want
feelin' like I'd carried a gold brick
down to the sub-treasury and asked for
the acid test
Then | begins TO hear the "Oh :.
and "Ah's!" come from the crowd:
First off / thought they was guyir'
her. but when 1 strolls back near
enough for peek at what she was up
to my mouth comes open. too say,
Won wouldn't believe IL less'n you'd seen
il done, but she was Just fetchln out or
that heap of snow, most as quick ana
EASY as If she was unpackin' it from
crate. the stunnin'est lookin' altogether
girl that ever seen outside museum.
/ don't know who il was supposed TO
| be. or why She's holdin' up with one
hand what draperies she's got-Whlch
| want any too many-an with the
other she's reachin' above her head
after somethin' or other-maype the
soap on the top shelf. But she was
beaut, all right And all Cornelia was
dom to bring her out was just slashin'
away careless with the knife and spoon
handle. hardly stoppin' second be-
tween strokes. She simply had EN-
goggle-eyed. I reckon they'd seen
things just as fine. and maybe better
DQC they nduil iieN q AAO-~
fore. while a little underground CHINA
mon-top like Cornelia Ann stepped up
and yanked a white-washed angel out
of a snow heap.
It's wonderful! says MIS- Furuy
Pell.
Looks to me like we had Skippy nm
GERM the citrus. don't ft? says L
The count, he's been standin' there
with his mouth open, like the rest or
us. only CROWN redder n redder.
But lust then Cornelia makes one
last swipe, drops her tools and steps
back TO take a view. We all quits 10
see what's comm next Wen. she
looks and looks at that Lady Reacher
she's dug out, never sayin WORD; ana
before we knows it she's slumped right
down there in the snow, with bot6
hands over her face. doin' the weep act
like kid.
Purdy Pell to the rescue. one on each
side. while the rest of us gawps on and
looks foolish.
what is it. you poor darling?" says
Sddie.
Finally, after a good weep. Cornie I'M
loosens her trouble. "Oh, OH" says
she. II Just know it's going to rain to-
morrow
Now wouldn't that give you a foolish
fit?
What of it," says Sadie
That" says she. pointin' to the snow
Law. shell be gone forever Oh. It's
wicked. wicked"
We'll" says I. shes too big to go
in the ice box"
Never mind. dear" says Mrs. Purdy
PeIl: You shall stay right here and 90
another one. In solid marble. III give
YOU a thousand for a duplicate OF
that"
And then you must do one for me-
says Sadie.
And me, too" says Mrs. Dicky Ma
Olson.
I didn't want to hear any more, for
boostin's lady sculpturesses amt my
reg'lar work But from all hear or Cor
neIia Ann she won't paste labels in any
broom factry.
For YOUR simple liver and slow quit
ter. arts all right; but it's long shot
| at that. What?
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