The Newport miner. [volume] (Newport, Wash.) 1899-current, 1910-12-29
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WHAT ID YOU COME FOR. THEN?"
up. It'll need pretty brisk gale to
git it into the next county. I don't
want any Little River folks to get hold
Of 1t. First I'll put on the teakettle,
and while I'm waiting for it I can
write the letter."
He lighted the oil cook stove, and,
filing tn, shining teakettle at the
pump. he placed it to boil and returned
to the sitting room. From narrow
cupboard In the chimney he brought
writing materials and spread them
forth, on the table. Pink tinted note
paper. purchased at the same city shop
where he had bought the kite, and a
fresh bottle of purple ink were other
results OF that secret expedition.
Jotham put on his glasses, thrust his
pen In the ink and tightly linked one
foot around the other. He wrote with
cramped fingers. and his sun burned
forehead was knotted in an anxious
frown:
To the Lady That Captures This Kite:
Dear Madana-The writer Of this letter
H. du man WHO WduCS a Wll6.
I've got q nice forty acre farm and q
nine room house all paid for and thou
sand dollars in the bank. two cows and
. horse that any lady can drive; also two
pigs and no end Of chickens and flowers.
No widows need apply. What I want is
. good. neat looking wife that knows how
to cook and will appreciate loving hus-
band. For further particulars address P.
O. Box Is. Little River. Strictly confden-
tial. JOTEAM REED.
The teakettle was bobbing cratic
ally about the stove when lothian fin
ished his letter. Before preparing his
supper. however, he reread his letter,
nodded grave approval and slipped
it In an envelope, which he addressed
to 1.-THE Lady That Finds This Kite"
Slipping the flap of the envelope
around the reed frame inside the kite.
lothian gummed it securely in place
and laid the kite carefully in the closet.
As he puttered around the rooms,
preparing the meal, eating it and aft
erward washing the dishes, lothian
unused on the few amatory privileges
that had been his Once when he was
quite young he had fallen In love with
two girls at the same time. Mary Gray
and Sophie Trenton. Uncertain which
one he really desired, lothian had re-
sorted to the simple method Of his
childhood-he wrote their names on a
slip OF paper and then recited, "My
mother told me to take this one" and
his finger had fallen on the name of
Sophie Trenton.
He asked Sophie to be his wife, and
sne had scorned him-not simply re-
fused him. but Laughed in his face.
Then 1t was chat he discovered that
Mary Gray was really his hearts de-
sire. and he marveled that he should
have hesltated. But Sophie had con-
dded the proposal to Mary Gray, and
when lothian tried his fortune there
he was coldly sent about his business,
while Mary Gray married somebody
else and moved away from Little Riv-
or. Sophie hadn't married anybody.
She was the village milliner and was
especially pleasant to lothian Reed.
In spite Of this unhappy result OF
trusting to the god Of chance, lothian
In his middle life once more placed his
affairs In the hands Of the deity. BE
had thought Of the kite the night be
fore. and the idea appealed to him
It was romantic; It was thriilingly un
certain.
Two days passed by before the wind