The Richfield recorder. (Richfield, Idaho) 1909-1931, 1909-07-22

cation of candied peach and her face
In the vicinity of her mouth all choc-
olate colored.
"But don't you know it is very
naughty to take peoples letters?'
"Uh-huh? Some people," modifying
the situation. "But Sam he don't care
what l do. He loves me tho. l gueth
he wouldn't think it was naughty
gueth he wouldn't" seeming to reflect
for the first time on what she had
done. anyway, III give them to him
If you'll make them all over again
nithe and clean. VIII your"
''Talk about impsw exclaimed John
Abbott, raising his hands summarily.
81 gueth I'd better be going home"
suggested Mary Burns, with dawning
apprehension.
"You certainly are going home"
nodded Katherine Abbott, land 1 am
going with you'll You have run away,
and 1 can imagine how your people are
hunting the city for you even now.
Besides" she added, turning to her
father, mo matter what mother shall
say, I must see Sam!'
Eyes, 60" replied Abbott. "I'd rather
you would. 1t will be better to have
this letter affair understood. And,
daughter" looking at her knowingly,
eff you and Sammy girl, I'll stand
by you and Sam to the end Of every
thingw
Some one arrived just then, and
Jacques appeared and announced Sam
Burns Mary Burns had inadvertently
mentioned her destination to her
chum, and brief interview with that
parsonage had apprised the Burnses
where Mary might be found. Sam
Burns had come to reclaim the lost.
Presently, when John Abbott saw
Burns staring at some grimy letters
on the library table; he discreetly
withdrew, taking along with him the
object upon whom censure was liable
TO fall in warrantable measure. He
escorted her into the music room and
drew the portieres together behind
him.
Mary Burns was enthusiastically in
John Abbott to the melodies
Of a five finger exercise when Tichenor
"O-o-ow she squealed, jumping down
from the piano bench and running to
him. 'If here amt that nithe man! I
know himv
sMr. Abbott" said Tichenor, taking
A I. h,n oru1Y1
The elfish Mary to his side, 81 should
Ike to see you and Mrs. Abbott alone
'or a few minutes"
"Mrs. Abbott is at church"
''Then you," he replied. ''This cher
lb,' patting Mary Burns on the head
is he seated himself, "who happened
o be fellow passenger on street car
With me this morning, accidentally
bit of information which
will enable me-which makes it my
Iuty-er-
abbott" Strengthening with deter
''by the innocent prattle of
his child 1 have learned that Rather
ne does not love me and that she does
ove some one else.
ut isn't right, it isn't fair" he went
n, "to wreck that dear girls lifel I
)ve her-but''-
He broke off and bowed his head for
moment. Then he rose and went to-
7ard Abbott. "What can we do?"
During the few seconds that the two
len stood confronting each other In
heir heart reaching perplexities Mary
urns was testing her hopping abili-
es by leaping from one figure to an
Their in the oriental rugs. AS she near
/ the portieres which separated her
'om the library she noticed the draw
lg cords Of the heavy hangings. Grab
ing both ends. she ran back quickly. |
Instantaneously, silently, the cur
Tins parted. Surprised at her achieve !
lent. she stood speeches.. Abbott ,
nd Tichenor stood silent also, for they
ere amazed at what they saw.