Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1908-04-10

bird life. the twitterinG and chirplng.
the fluent whistle and the MARBLE, the
cackle and the pompous crow, We're IN
full chorus.
Where am at this t!me:" said he
as he took In the view. ION, l re-
member" and his heart leaped- I'm
in my own home, by the Lord.
He went down to the brook and
washed. drying hands and face on the
rilk neckerchlcf. which Is meant fo-
use as well rs for decoration.
In the meantime Miss Matte had
awakened with sense Of something
delightful at hand. the meaning OF
which escaped her for the time. And
then she remembered and sprang out
window, threw open the shutters and
let the stirring morning air flow In.
This had been her habit for n long
time. The window faced away from
the road, and no one could see who
was not on Miss Mattie's own prem
1ses.
But this morning Red had wandered
around. Stopping at the rosebusheA
he picked a rose.
'That has the real old time smells
he said as he held 1t to his nose.
''Sweetbriers are good, and I don't 60
back on EN-. but they amt got the
fran these fellers have"
sud In hand, he walked beneath Miss
Mattie's windows. and he was the
first thing her eye fell upon.
Her startled exclamation made him
look up before she had time to with
draw.
"Hello. therev' he called joyfully.
How do you open up this day? You
look pretty wcll! he added. with note
Of admiration. Miss Matte had the
wavy hair which Is never in better
order than when left to its own de-
vices. Her idea Of couture was not
the most becoming that could have
been selected. as she felt that
young" style Of hairdresslng was
foolish for q single woman Of her
years. Now, with the pretty soft hair
flying. her eyes still humid with sleep
and touch Of color In her face from
the surprise. relieved against the fleecy
shawl she had thrown about her shout
ders. she was incontestably both dis
Greet and pretty picture. Yet Miss
Matte could not forget the bare feet
and nightgown. although they were
hidden from masculine eyes by wood
and plaster. and she was embarrassed.
Still. with all the supersensitive fan
cies, Miss Matte had q strong back.
bone OF New England common sense.
She answered that she felt very we'll
indeed and. to cover any awkward
ness. inquired what he had in his
hand.
Good old rose," replied Red. "Old
time smeller-better suited to you than
to me-ketch.'
At the word he tossed 1t, and Miss
Matte caught 1t dexterOusly. Red had
an exceedingly keen eye for some
things, and he noticed the certainty
OF the action. He hated fumblers. "A
person can do things right If they've
got minds that work." was one Of his
RCS Guy AuAc. xaAAt luC mu6Clc0 Ut
all: it's In the head, and like the kind
Of head that's In use all the time"
Therefore this small affair made an
impression on him.
"Why, you could be q baseball play
Or" said he.
II used to play with Joe when I
was q GIRL" said Miss Matte, smiling.
II always liked boys play better than
did girls. Joe taught me how to
throw q ball too. He said he wouldn't
play with me unless I learned not to
scoop it, girl fashion. suppose you
will be wanting breakfast" There
was. q hint of sarcasm In the doubt of
the inquiry.
That's what l d." said Red. "You
must just hustle down and get things
to boiling or I'll throw bricks through
the windows. I've been up for the
last two hours"
"Why. 1 don't believe IT, said Miss
Matte.
mo more do l. but 1t seems like IT,
replied Led. Don't you want the fire
started? Come down and open up the
house."
When Miss Matte appeared Mt the
door In he strobe with an armful OF
wood, dropping 1t. man fashion. crash
On the door.
''Skip out Of the way" said he. I'LL
show you how to build fire."
The early morning had been the most
desolate time to Miss Matte. As the
day warmed up the feeling Of loneli.
ness vanished. perhaps to return al
evening. but not then with the same
absOluteness Us when she walked
about the kitchen to the echo Of hel
own footsteps In the morning.
Now the slamming and the banging
which accompanied Reds energetic &C.
lions rang in her ears most cheerily
She even found a relish in the smoth.
cred oath that heralded the thrust Of q
splinter in his finger. It was very
wicked, but 1t was also very much
alive.
Red arose and busted OF his knees
''Now we're on" he said as the Gre
began to roar. whats next?"
IF you'd grind the coffee, WinY' she
suggested.
Sure! Where's the hand organ?
He put the mill between his knees
and converted the beans to powder t.
the tune Of "Old Dog Tray" through
his nose, which Miss Matte found
very amusing.
She measured out the coffee, one
spoonful for each cup and one for thu
pot. Red watched her patiently. and
when she had finished he threw ir
the rest Of the contents Of the mil
drawer. Il like it fairly strong" said
he in explanation.
Nov. VIII" protested Miss Matte
Look at you! That will be as bite,
Is boneset!"
Thin her up with milk and she'll b<
all right" replied Red.
well, such wasteful ways I never
did see. NObody'd think you were Z
day over fifteen"
I'm not" said Red stOutly, land,