Bisbee daily review., 1909-08-14

l 4s 08o 08A4K hS8808s AA0W ~ Dteamed! Most of the pollywog es- bort deserted the bugs to come riot |lng after us. They pulled up every lining in sight and had an adorable lelme. The rest of us just stood iaround and blistered. And l couldn't Iget my wood paths and my mossy Ioanks and the places where I'd Thought you and I could be alone to- ngether, out of my head. By supper |time was thinking of you much too hard and getting precious homesick. It was worse when the whippoor- wills started in. There wasn't any camp lire. Instead everybody was going with Professor Schirmir to hunt fox fire. Do you know what fox hre is? It's phosphorescence. Mira Professor didn't go. She said her youngest seemed croupy. 1 hadn't even that excuse. I
 It was pitch dark when we started. We had no light. no lantern, no match --nothing. had no rubbers, but the woman who took me under her wing had. They kept dropping off and helped her paw around in the mud after them. Phosphorescence, you know. can't be caught except in swampish places in the woods.
 The professor can feel the north" The rest of us just walked all over one another trying to hang to his coat-tails. It was a long walk and very jungly. Live things kept scut- ting and sinking and slipping all around us in the dark. Every now and then bird or a squirrel we'd dis turbed in his decent bed scolded or swore. and I was with him! The ex- citement that buoyed up the rest seemed to skip me. I was pretty '.fretty" by the time the swamp got up around my ankle bones. It smet. too. The little shine that put every one else into an ecstasy just said ma laria to me.
 When we got back to the hill above the cottages the whole sticky. chilly. swampy crowd halted to stow away dozen giggling girls in lean-to. can vas tent. There was barely room for them packed close on the ground. nothing under them but scrubby lot of twigs. We left 'em finally, all on their right sides. their heads in row ebove the blanket, and the rain was pouring in torrents. It frightened like mad. and the thunder-well. l ran the rest of the way and just tnmbled my self into the door the fat woman said was mine. think she rolled most of the way down the hill. but she got there without a bone broken.
 The caretaker woman was roofing |around in a perfect chaos of packing boxes. My ain't you wet" she called. "You better go right up to your room, I sh'd think. You're drippin' all over the place,"
 I continued to drip up the stairs. 1t was kind of junk shop below and kind of loft above. found my way by tagging two dripping women and one dripping man. They showed me my room.
 I was nicely concealed in my own cupboard. but l didn't feel con cealed. Nice people? Certainly they were-the salt of the earth, and it was much more sheltered than a sleeping car.
 I'd heard several keys turn in the doors, but conversation went right on after people were shut in.
 This shower going to turn into a rain, MT. HaIrison?" called the wom- an whose husband liked rain on the roof
 NIT. Harrison's answer appeared to arise from the cell next mine. struggled to make my toothbrush per fectiy noiseless. More keys turned. There was a minutes quiet From the door of the compartment oppo- site mine came the voice of the botan- ical lady
 May have . basin, please?" she asked.
 The caretaker was on the spot "The' ain't enough of them tin basins to go around" said she loud and clear. but I've ben takin' care O this rlace for nine years an guess l c'n roust one out for you if anybody can You'll have to set it out pretty early Ines others1l be wantin' of it. But not before. six mebbe." Iwished could see that botanical lady's face.
 By this time a lot more people were clambering up the stairs and slam ming their doors. Garments dropped on chairs or Tapped against the walls and after about an hour more quiet finally reigned.
 Next morning I told the professor it was imperative that must go.
 He just patted the nearest tree and Hooked up at it affectfonately.
 And leave all thisg" he said. "Oh it's too bad. too bad"
 When the stage" appeared ths caretaker was doing fearful gymnas tics somewhere among the bales ana boxes of the first floor of my lodging could just see her in the huge clout of dust she'd stirred up.
 ..Good-5y, come again." she called II can't stop to shake hands for ths cookin' class meets here in Is min utes and I've got to git ready fol 'em."
 Let's walk out to Fishers Point. It, woods the whole way. And Jackie don't you tell Aunt Emerson the camI wasn't perfectly. lovely.
 havs Faith ln Yeurssh.
 Without . robust belief in you ability to accomplish you neve. vii accomplish You must believe in your self and not depend on others to dral you up the heights tc success.
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