The Sauk Centre herald., 1908-03-12
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An whit dae ye So to yer gran
paw fur the barra?' inquired Lizzie OF
her son, who was gazing vita s!arh-
ling eyes at the small whealba"rOw
which Mr.. Purdie had just purchase 4
for him.
Wee Macgregor said nothing. bit be
suddenly flung himself uron I'll old
gentleman and hugged him Wa:1l,E.
"Hech, laddie." cried Nj. Pirlie,
painting and chuckling, yell squeeze
a the breith oot O me. But In ra!e
gled We like yer barIa. ler GsaAny
wis fur gettin' me to buy ye r-ctur-
book, but"
pictur book said Macgregor. "Ye
Gamma gle folk hurts in pictur'-
book"
Deed, that's vera true. Maybe ye
wud like to gang oothye an gle some
o yer wee freens bit ride"
"Ay, wud L." said NIacgregor, eag-
erly.
Aft We gang, then" said John, who
was looking nearly as pleased as the
youngster
At the close-mouth he encountered a
little girl with whom, for some time,
he had been familiar in rather a pat
ronizing fashion. On one occasion he
had chased away small dog which in
a playful mood had caused her much
alarm, and since then she had regard
ed him in the light of a hero, and had
somewhat embarrassed him with her
attentions, for Macgreg0r was sorely
afraid of the chaf of his boy friends,
who, with the exception of his chum.
Willie Thomson, were not slow to
make jeering ObservatioCs when they
caught him in the company OF his ad-
mirer. Therefore. as rule, he passed
her without .speaHiGg or at NEST with
a hurried and AWKWARD reply to her
shy but cage: rC-2a:f, made in the
fond hope OF interesting him.
But with his new whee!barrow he
was in NIGHTLY pleasant Eumor, and
grinned so kindly that the little girl
was quite furricd with pride and de-
light
See ma new baira." said Macgreg-
or, at the end OF short silence
My" she exclaimed, admiringly.
It's an awfu' fine barra!"
"Ay,"
Il got it frae G.anpaw purd!e."
Did yep
Az, did /! An I'm gaun to gle
folks hurls in it
My"
MacgreGor reflected for a moment;
then remarked, If We wis laddie
wud gle ye a hurl!"
Katies bright eyes clouded and her
fair head dropped. From 81 pinnacle
of pride she fell into the depths of hui
initiation. She wanted to say, I'm
no heedin' aboot hurls,' but her
throat tightened and her lip tIembled,
and she remained speechless.
Macgregor repeated the invitation,
with a glance in her direction
Katie cast down her eyelashes and
stood still.
Are ye no wantin' a hurl?" he in
quired, a trifle impatiently.
'Ay," said Katie, hastily. but with
out moving
Whit wey are We greetin'?"
'Tm no greetin'!"
''Ye are SO. Yere greetin' because
ye're lassie. Lassies is aye greetin'."
They're no. aye greetin'!" she ex-
claimed, in flash Of indignation. But
she was a gentle little soul, and she
could not be cross with her hero. 'Iu
no. greet again." she said humbly.
An l wud like a hurl in yer nice
barra, if ye please" She was too
young to know, and he was too young
to see the beauty of her eyes at that
moment, but they looked at each other,
and their friendship became less one
sided than it had been so far.
"Sit doom in the barrs, Katie" said
Macgregor, graciously.
Yell no coup me?" said she, with
an inquiring yet confiding glance.
Nae fears! I'll no coup ye! Haud
yer feet up"
She raised her feet obediently, and
pulled her short skirts over the darns
on her knees
'.Tll hurl We to the corner an back
again." said Macgregor.
Aye assented Katie, who was
holding on to the sides of the vehicle
and looking just the least thing
afraid.
They set off at good pace. and
when the corner was reached Katie
was smiling fearlessly and ENJOYING
the envious stares of several little
girls whom she chanced to know. The
journey back was all too brief in its
duration, and she rose from the bar
row with undisguised reluctance. What
splendid thing it was to be hurled"
by her hero!>
"Ye'"e an awful strong laddie," she
observed, admiringly.
cay, I'm gey strong" he returned
trying not to pant
1t wis awfu' nfce." she mu-nured.
with little sigh.
Macgregor spat on his HANDS Wud
We like anither hurl?' he asked
''Ay, wud l. Am ! no over haayyo"
"Ye're no heavy ava. Get into the
barra, an I'll hurl ye to the ither cor.
ner. It's fa:lrer.'