Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1909-05-14

I%v>I ilb pure Oh tne cicuS ouhu hnu
been sore temptation to Man
dy Jones all afternoon and
evening. Again and again II
had dragged her from her work to the
study window, from which she could
soc the wonders so tantalizingly near.
handy was housekeepcr for the Rev.
John Douglas. but the unwashed sup
per dishes lid not trouble her as she
watched thS numbering elephants. the
restless lions, the long necked CRATES
and the striped Zebras that came and
went in the nearby circus lot. And
yet. In spite OF her own curiosity, she
could not forgive her vagrant worse
half" Hasty. who had been lured from
duty early IN the cay. She bad once
dubbed him HaSty in n spirit Of dcri-
sion, and the name had chung TO him.
The sarcasm seemed doubly approprl-
ate tonight. FOR he had been away
since 10 that morning, and 1t was now
past o.
The young pastor for time had en-
joyed Mandy's Trades against her hus-
band. but when she began calling
shrilly out of the window to chance
acqualntances for news of him he slip
ped quietly into the next room to fin
ish tomorrow's sermon. Mandy renew
cd her operations ut the window with
Increased vigor when the pastor had
gone. She was barely saved from
pitching headforcmost into the lot by
the timely arrival of Deacon Strong's
daughter. who managed with difficulty
to connect the excited woman's feet
WITH INC moor. .-eA
"Foh dc Ior' sake" Mandy gasped
rs she stood painting for breath and
blinking ut the pretty. young apple
faced Julia. II was suah most gone
dat time" Then followed another out
burst against the delinquent Hasty.
But the dcacon's daughter did not
hear. Her eyes were already wander
ing anxiously to the lights and the tin
sci of the little world beyond the win
dow.
This was not the first time today
that Mandy had found herself talking
to space. There had been steady
stream OF callers ut the parsonage
since II that morning. but she had
long ago conildod TO the pastor that
she suspected their reasons.
"Dey comes in here a-trackin' up my
floors" she said, "an' a-askin' why
you don't stop &c circus from a-show-
In mex TO de church an den a-cranln'
dar necks out de winder till can't
get no houseworlS done"
THAT'S only human nature" Doug
las had answered, with laugh, but
Mandy had declared that she knew an
other name for 1t and had mumbled
something about "hypocritters" as she
seized her broom and began to sweep
imaginary tracks from In front of the
door
Many times she had made up her
mind TO let the next caller know Just
what she thought Of "hypocrtters,"
but her determination was usually
weakened by her still greater desire to
excite increased wonder In the faces
of her visitors.
Divided between these two incllna.
tions, she gazed at Julia now. The
shining eyes Of the deacon's daughter
conquered. and she launched forth into
an eager description Of how she had
just seen "wonde'ful striped ana
mule" with 'pow'ful long neck walk
right out of the tent" and how he had
come apart afore her very eyes" and
two men had slipped fright ont OF his
insides" Mandy was so carried away
by her own eloquence and so busy
showing Julia the sights beyond the
window that she did not hear Miss
Perkins, the thin Tipped spinster who
entered. followed by the Widow VIII
loughby, dragging her seven-year-old
son Willie by the hand.
The women were protesting because
their choir practice of what Shall the
Harvest Be-" had been interrupted by
the unrequested accompaniment OF the
"hoochee coochee" from the nearby cir.
Gus band.
ITS scandalous!" Miss Perkins snap
ped. "Scandalous! And somebody
ought 10 stop IT," She glanced about
with an unmistakable air OF grievance
at the closed doors. feeling that the
pastor was undoubtedly behind one Of
them when he ought TO be our taking
action against the things that her soul
abor 1ted
IN sure I've done III that |
c0' ned the widow with n meek
m air. She vas always mar
tyr r considPrc y M aDpropri.
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