The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-02-24
CHATTER Xxx


r SP iii rte CatsKllis she sun had
81 the whole sky to itself. Ev-
w. erything presaged Il hot day.
Early though the hour was
the clock had not yet struck G-Emma
was out on the piazza, dressed for
walking. She wore a cool, clinging
costume of pale straw colored. tussa Ii
so short that it descended little below
the tops Of her high buttoned light tau
shoes. \ soft felt hat, such as me-.
travellers roll up and carry III thei,
pockets, was secured to her fair hal,
by hatpin, and its limp border hung
down and shaded her eyes. These, Q.
blue that rivaled the heavens, Were
sparkling with admiration of the scene
and her cheeks gowed with health
She made lovely picture as she stoot
gazing out into the valley. JiMss
Smith, who had stopped Oh the roaC
above on his way from the hotel
where he had put up the night before
and of whose presence there at TINT
moment she was quite unconscious
thought he had never seen any picture
so beautiful in all his life. But, then,
Jinlsy's Judgment was biased. He had
always considered Emma pretty and
found something to admire in he,
even when, with grimy hands and in
soi!ed cotton dress, she was engaged
in the unpoetical occupation of polish
ing the kitchen stove.
Beth, her hair twisted into littl.
wave knots with queer pins and at
tired in Il pink wrapper, joined her
why don't you get your things on
and come with us?" urged Emma
"Jimsy will be here ut 6 o'clock"
me? North mountain? No. THANH
you! l had enough walking yesterday
I'm going to church; mothers coming
too. We didn't go last Sunday. anC
the whole park will be gossiling If tn,
family isn't represented sometimes h,
some one or other. They'll think we're
all pagans. Besides. I'm going to wear
the new gown Jimsy brought up for
me from the dressmakers. Wasn't
lucky he was coming? 1t wouldn
have been here TIL Tuesday or Wednes
day. That mans always on hand JUS
when he's wanted. Won't those Par
sons girls stare!"
Jimsy walked down through the
laurel bower.
Beth" he said by way of saluta-
ton. that's the most common sense
mountain climbing outfit ever saw"
ITS very rude to make remarks
about peoples clothing when they're
not dressed to receive" she retorted
You're not privileged to express any
opinion. It's too early. But it's quite
impossible to stay abcd with Emma
carrying Oh as If it was the middle of
the day. She's been humming all
over the house since 5 O'Clock, and
all that because she's going for a
climb"
"Why. she hasn't slept wink think
ing Of her new dress" laughed Emma
well, Beth by the time you've got
your halo out of curl and settle down
in your pew" observed Smith, "we
shall be several hundred feet nearer
the other cherubs. listening to the sol
emn anthems Of the whispering pines
Yes, l said tile solemn anthems Of the
whispering pines
"Jimsy, if l didn't know different I'd
suspect you of being poet The next
thing we know you'll be wearing your
hair long and pouring out your soul in
Sapphic strophes, like-like Emma,
here
II don't know that I've sampled that
particular brand Of strophes, and /
amt quite sure that know just what
strophes are, but il Emma thinks they
are all right I'll stand for en-
''Oh, come on, Jimsy; don't listen to
her nonsense" laughed Emma.
They started out briskly, Emma
showing the way.
do you know, it's a real treat to go
walking with you." she said. know
you love 1t. I've heard you say So
Beth can't bear long walks, and, as for
mother, she rarely goes farther than
her piazza rocking chair. But I've
dragged Beth about and learned every
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