The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-02-16
that be had slept when a boy.

that he had slept when boy.
Gabe. brimful of curiosity. brought
the box a little later His curiosity
was unqualified. Captain Cyrus ex
planning that It was a package he had
been expecting.
He was warming the beef broth in q
saucepan on the stove when Emily ap-
peared. She was dressed in dry
clothes from the box and seemed to be
feeling as good as new.
"Hellop exclaimed Captain Cy.
You're on deck again, hey? How's
iciclesP
"All gone" was the reply. do you
do your own work? Can't help? |
can set the table. / used to for Mrs.
Oliver"
The captain protested that he could
do 1t himself Just as well; but, the girl,
protesting. he showed her where the
dishes were kept From the corner of
his eye he watched her as she unfold
cd the tablecloth.
els this the only one you've gotr'
she inquired Its awful dirty"
Hum! Yes. | amt tended up to
my washin' and ironin' the way I'd
ought to. I'll lose my job If don't
look out, heyY'
BEFORE they sat down to the meal
Captain Cy insisted that his guest
take tah spoonful of the sarsapa-
rilla and decorate hnr throat with
section of red flannel soaked IL the
ARABIAN balsam."
Have some soup? Some | bought
purpose for you. Best thing goin' for
folks with icicles." remarked the cap
tain. waving the iron spoon he had
used to stir the contents of the sauce
pan.
Yes, sir, thank you. But don't you
ask II blessing"
"Hey?"
"a blessing, you know-saying that
you're thankful for the food now set
before u.s."
Hum! Why. to tell you the truth
I've kind of neglected that. I'm afraid.
Bein' thankful for the grub I've had
lately was most too much of a strain,
/ shouldn't wonder"
81 know the one mamma used to say.
Shall ask it for you?"
"Sho! | guess so if you want to-"
The girl bent her head and repeated
short grace. Captain Cy watched
her curiousy.
NOW I'll have some soup, please"
observed Emily. I'm awful hungry
l had breakfast at 3 o'clock this morn
ing. and we didn't have chance to
eat much"
A good many times that day the cap
tain caught himself wondering if he
wasn't dreaming. The whole affair
seemed too ridiculous to be an actual
experience. Dinner over. he and EN-
mic attended to the dishes, he wash
ing and she wiping And even at this
early stage Of their acquaintance her
disposition TO take charge of things
was apparent She found fault with
the dish towels. They were almost as
bad as the tablecloth, she said. Con-
that the same set had been in
use since Mrs. Beasley's departure, the
criticism was not altogether baseless.
Excuse me-" she said. but don't |
you think that plate had better be |
done over? guess you didn't see that |
place in the corner. Perhaps you've |
forgot your specs. Auntie Oliver
couldn't see well without her specs"
Captain Cy grinned and admitted
that second washing wouldn't hurt
the plate.
II guess your auntie was one of the
particular kind" he said.
mo- sir; twas mamma. She couldn't
bear dirty things. Auntie used to say |
that mamma hunted dust with a mag
nifying glass. She didn't. though. She
only liked to be neat. / guess dust
doesn't worry men so much as it does
"Why?"
here. Don't you think so? I'll help
you clean up by and by if you want
o."
"You will?"
"Yes, sir | used to dust sometimes
when mamma was out sewing. And
,nce | swept. but | did it so hard that
unite wouldn't let me any more. She
aid twas like trying to blow out a
match with a tornado"
Later on he found her standing in
he sitting room critically inspecting
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