The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1910-06-25

Think I'm going to bite your"
She shrank farther away. and did
not answer.
At her call to the noon meal Blake
took his time to respond, and when
he at last came to join her he was
morose and taciturn. She met him
with smile and exerted all her wom-
anly tact to conciliate him.
you must help me eat the egg"
she said. I've boiled II hard"
Rather eat beef" he mumbled.
But just to please me-when I've
cooked 1t your way?"
He uttered an inarticulate sound
which she chose to interpret as as
sent. The egg was already shelled.
She cut 1t exactly in half and served
one OF the pieces to him with a bit of
warm fat and pinch of salt. AS he
took the dish he raised his sullen
eyes to her face. She met his gaze
with look of smiling insistence.
Come now" she said; please don't
refuse. I'm sorry I was so rude"
We'll. II you feel that way about
it!-not that | care for fancy Dishes"
he reSDOnueu, grutny.
1T would be missing half the en-
and onions in the same dish"
I'm sure. Mr.. Blake"
Beats burlesuue all hollow-Mrs
Sint-Regis-Waldof's chop-sooey tea
and young Mrs Vandam.J ones auto
cotillon-with us sitting here like
troglodytes, chewing snake poisoned
antelope. and you in that Kundry
| dress"
DO you-I was not aware that you
knew about music"
Don't know a note. But give me
chance to hear good music and I'm
there If | have to stand in the peanut
gallery"
"Oh, I'm so glad! I'm very, very
fond of music Have you been to
Bayreuth?"
Where's that?"
I'm Germany. II is where his
operas are given as staged by Wagner
| himself. 1t is indescribably grand
and inspiring-above all, the Par.
sifal,"
I'll most certainly take that in,
even II have to cut short my en-.
| gagement in this gee-lorious cline
not but what, when It comes to leopard
ladies'" He paused and surveyed her
with frank admiration.
The blood leaped into her face.
| Obi" she gasped, 81 never dreamed
that even such man as you would
compare me with-with creature
like that"
Such man as me-" repeated
Blake, staring What do you mean
| know I'm not much of ladies' man !;
but TO be yanked up like this when a
well, it's not just what you'd call
pleasant"
II beg your pardon, Mr.. Blake.
misunderstood. L"
That's all right, Miss Jenny! ]
don't ask any lady to beg my pardon
The only thing is don't see why you
should fare out at me that way"
For a full minute she sat, with
down.bent head, her face clouded with
doubt and indecison. At last she
bravely raised her eyes to meet his.
do you wonder that | am not quite
MYSELF" she asked. You should re-
member that | have always had the
utmost comforts of life and have been
cared for Don't you see how ter
rible it is for me? And then the death
| of--of-"
Il can't be sorry for that"
But even you felt how terrible II
was-and then oh, surely, you must
see how-how embarrassing"
1t was Blake's turn to look down
and hesitate She studied his face
her bosom heaving with Quickdrawn
breath; but she could make nothing
of his square jaw and firm.set lips
His eyes were concealed by the brim
of his leaf hat. When he spoke, seem
ingly il was to change the subject:
Guess you saw me making my hut
I'm fixing It so it'll do me even when
1t rains"
Had he been the kind OF man that
she had been educated to consider rs
alone entitled to the name of gentle
man. she could have felt certain thai
he had intended the remark for a del
icately worded assurance. But was
Tom Blake, for all his blunt kindli
ness, capable of such tact? She
chose to consider that he was.
ITS a cunning little bungalow. But
will not the rain flood you OUT"
ITS going to have raised floor
You're more like to have the rain
drive in on you again. I'll have to rig
mp a porch over your door 1t won't
do to STUFF up the hole. You've little
enough air as it is. But that car