The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-01-30

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:j;ftio unpainted house, the
!, ,,-own with dwarf oak and
sharply to the Souris
fhat ran shallow over its
n;oin the Assiniboine in the
b the sea.
She little house q tired
ess as the faded hills and
II prepared the breakfast,
AZ rising already and the
|Ike door smoked with dust,
H IFearily across the fields,
|H ras over, the summer was
Va of black ploughlng
bids, for the preparation
RS sowing had begun. Vel.
IL. through which herds of
NJ gave q touch of color
he gray deadness.
An abundant harvest, n
MAJ. they said, but it was
Ia her. Her eyes ached,
were bent like an old
hands were roughened
n looked at them pityingly,
h loved this country, this
,1urrying, pitlless countryl
es She could not under
IA for his breakfast. He
me, big fellow, clear-eyed
l,e. with a face of beam
| Irs, a man born for out of
blue sky and the open!
<jskly across the room,
I. Il had much time for n
! tfildred.'' he said, as he
Ire in the little enameled
od on q box in the corner.
fne to have all the grain
c1eyator? Four thousand
redl Not too bad, is il,
ad,', she repeated listless
.ooking out of the little
indow; the dust lay thick
She could smell it.
crass was rolling in bill
Ind swept screaming past
se, and the dust, rising
ust; oh, how she hated it!
ot notice, The smell of
was sweet TO him. The
rlorious-he had planted
be had seen it grow-it
rountry, free and fruitful.
oad acres of it were his!
Ia ii be if we went into
Uildred9'i he said rs he
breakfast. CT want to
ne new machinery, and
something you want. |
Lry one of those new disk
IRE the best thing to cut
ed was not listening.
he look at him.
u Mildred, and we II 90
Y he was saying.
Nc want TO 90, she said
4m not going; [ can't go,
at her with a distressed
fish face.
Efong, Mlldred7 WHAT'S
she answered. and her
N 20 being shrewish.
ut and hitched his horses
in silence. He wouldu 4
Without Mildred-he had
lion to see about the disk
what could he wrong with
,he had always been so
~ the hail had come the
and battered down his
n It all his hopes. he re.
2w he had come back to
ter looking at his ruined
ried like a disappointed
Mildred who was brave;
lot let him despair. He
now-how she had put
hope, in him. If Mile
him, what good was any-
furrow stretching the
III before him. Overhead,
y October air, a V.shaped
geese bonked. flying so
med like tiny specks be
4 The steam of a thresher
against the Tiger hills
e, and Its Industrious hum
ears. The sun gIinted
ing stubble: a prairie
the furrow ahead OF his
then, whirring rose and
is head.
Fely country he thought
u in the freshness of the
Ereat big, lovely country
ran be wrong with Nil
>1ldred worked listlesslv.
vas heavy. broken only
hat buzzed unceasiugly:.
had stopped-she had
! Flnd 1t in the busy davs
was wondering vaguely
3ppened 20 all her ambi-
had so many plans.
l She had even told
pe liked the country. She
ose first days-it seemed
en she and Tom had
zen fun to be keeping
httle stove with its
nm pots and pans had all
Q and shiny; and the
curtains, and the ere
chairs-how proud she
spem, Now they were all
81 and grlmy, their beauty
q own, she thought, sadly
>IterDess, IT was all part
w this pitiless, hurryinc,
" she wiped the dust
n the window ledge. A
,S3ell to the floor; she took
}3g the dust from il. 1t
from a newspaper, and a
golng-away dress was
broadcioth with a smart
match, and she made a
Qfc as She
impulse seized her. She
lid and threw the paper
., iolng so she caught a
race in the little mirror
Ave the wash. basin. 1t