The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-12-12

led the passing landscape. Mr. John Terrell
studied Miss Campbell
at is a most unfortunate affair Miss
Campbell announced, suddenly turning her
gaze upon the young man. Mr. Terrell
hastily shifted his gaze upon the first object
which presented itself within his range. at
might have been worse-for me" he re-
turned kindly Over there, for instance"
q don't understand" said Miss Camp
bell crisply 1t was not the answer she had
expected-if, indeed, it can be said that she
expected any.
"Third seat across the aisle, directed the
young man, green feathers. 1t might have
been she-she might have been you-you
might have been she, he continued lucidly.
Miss Campbell beamed COmprehensively.
at is what | should call an Irish idyl," she
murmured. Generations Of hod-carriers are
stamped upon that ample brow-and Jaw"
Especially the jaw" Mr.. Terrell added.
at is truly Celtic" Emboldened by this
little exchange of humOr, Mr.. Terrell ven
tured to say, Aren't you glad for my sake
that you aren't she?"
Miss Campbell opened her magazine
Don't you want to smoke, Mr.. Ferrell?"
she asked gently.
"No," answered Mr.. Terrell promptly,
"unless YOU want to read. Don't let me keep
you from II, he urged politely.
Miss Campbell turned to the first article.
1t was on Municipal Government, " If you
don't mind, l will" she said, and bent her
ewes upon the page. "If he isn't telling the
truth, shall find it out when we reach Rose
mere" she thought "Rhoda or Dick will
surely meet me at the station. He wouldn't
dare carry it farther. What could have kept
Rhoda away?" She glanced at her ComPan-
ion. His eyes were fastened in a mesmerc
gaze upon the green feathers.
did you find out what prevented Mrs
Brown from meeting me ?" asked Miss Camp
bell.
Mr.. Ferrell's countenance cleared. "Why,
the baby swallowed the button-hOOk," he
said brightly.
WHAT" cried Miss Campbell.
"That is, he-she-it tried to swallow the
buttOn-hook don't think it got all the way
down." he treasured her. "The lines got
crossed 1t was awfully hard to understand
what NIilly said"
"WeI, l hope it didn't go all the way down, F"
said Miss Campbell "Rhoda's baby is too
old to swallow button-hooks. He must be
four years"
Mr.. FerreIl gazed absently out Of the win
dow. Babies were a subject Of which he had
little knowledge He was the second and
last child, and NLilly had always played
the role of "little mother" rather than Of
sister.
Green feathers is going to sleep" an
nounced Mr. Terrell moment later. s. am
convinced that she is the sort Of person who
SHORES"
From the third seat across the aisle came al
unmistakable sound. The feathers swayeC
wildly, then lurched forward.
"You are right; she is, said Miss Camp
bell "When do we reach Rosemere?"
In about ten minutes, am afraid, saiC
the young man.
"Rosemere! All of for South Rosemere! i
shouted the conductor
1--WE 60 to North RosemeTe," explained
Mr.. FerreI. There are four ROsemeres
YOU know, like the Oranges"
"Then | should have been in fix if
hadn't met you, Miss Campbell was gra
Cious enough to acknowledge. Mrs. Brow
has invited some people to dinner to night,
believe There is to be a dance at the Clul
later" Miss Campbell closed her remar
with conscious little cough. Mr.. FerrelI
,, eyes were patiently asking a question. Sh
hoped it would not get beyond the eyes. Blu
it did
"Then-I may have some danCes?" aske
IS Mr.. Ferrell audibly.
d "Oh-poor Green Feathers" cried Mis-
L Campbell in distress She almost topple
off Just then. Don't you want to waken her
S Think what a fall it would be if she did g
y down."
e But she isn't going to, said Mr. Ferre
calmly "I-I think you were unduly excl
is cised, he added primly. Did the child thin
him a fool ?-wondered Mr. John Ferrel
r All the kings horses could not have draw
e his request for dance from him again II
was a sensitive fellow, was Mr.. Ferrell.
"Rosemerel All off for North ROsemere!
d came the summons.
L Green Feathers is taking notice" Oh