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

but stu fair with beauty of the
spirit blossomcd 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 loneliness 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
30 madly. Their children were all
gone; some to the further life, some
returning for a holiday.
ITO think" she said, that the day
you fetched me here could sit In the
door and see tho 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. II
seemed TO mel do no. what Il
seemed TO mel oh. heaven cant be no
more beautiful than that was. lookln
down this slide the knoll. There's a
big bunch most beyond your hand,
ies' drippin' it'll Juice"
And one day You cut down the
big elms at the back there"
Hated to, A tree allus seems TO
me to have life OF It's own. most
as much as man has. don't feel no
assurance Amt settin' a sperrit free.
But there. who knows. Anyway II
cleared slightly spot for you on
tother side"
Il don't care. wisht that swamp
could be struck by lightnin' fustl"
"Lightnin' never struck a hull ten.
acre lot at onst"
1T might set fire to IT,"
AN burn up somebody's wood lot
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
I'd like TO see that likeness OF the
promised land an hev Laury see Il. |
TO- no AS Asa'd care so much. Laury
likes II open all about her. Shed stay
acre more. Shed hev her colored
,halks 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 a
zeal gift for drorin'. But there. she
won't be here tell Christmas time.
5akes alive, father, what n Christmas
I'D be 18th that swamp burned up"
We'll. 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. And I'm silly. An the
dear Lord knows amt maxim no
fuss. I'm jes' sayin' what I'd like.
did useter love that sight--an the
Lord made IT, My. guess he loved
beautiful thin's. tew. set by e. I'm
-raIry- Gs rlT7FI-g are but T'd BG Happier
ef that was throwed In"
Like chrome down TO the store
wen you're tradin' your butter. Wal.
it's time give Brlndle her supper an
she give me mine. | hope the day'll
be long o. comm Wen can't 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 bunch ON top for luck. Yes,
there they be, comm after Il now.
You can't make tell it'll them grapes,
they're too ripe, little mother.
They'll make sweetmeat, all right"
"An' the's nothin' nieern 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' 10 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
bein' forehanded Come, ,t's gittin'
dampish. an you'd better be thinkin'
o. your rheumatios. Ell they'd dreen
that swamp you wouldn't be hayin'