The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-02-02

IMI Mrs. Bangs that the perfect
|IUI boarding house would shelter
U him no longer than the coming
week new problem arose.
whit" said Asaph earnestly
you've sartin made the place rise up
out Of its tomb; you have so. It's a
miracle, pretty nigh. and | cal'late II
must have cost a heap, but you've done
It-an but the old folks themselves.
You can't raise them up, Cy; money
won't do that. And you can't live In
this great house all alone. Who's goin'
TO cook for you and sweep and dust
and swab decks and one thing a'noth-
err You'll have 10 have housekeep-
er. ms / told you spell ago. Have you
done any thinkin about thatY
And the captain. taking his pipe
from his lips, stared blankly at his
friend and answered
by the big dipper. Ase, | amt! |
remember we did mention 1t. but I've
been so busy gettin' this craft off the
ways that I forgot all about it,
The discussion which followed Mr..
Tidditts reminder was long and seri-
/ Gus. Asaph and Bailey Bangs racked
their brains and offered numerous sug-
| gestions. but the majority OF these
were not favorably received.
There's Matildy Tnpp,' said Bailey.
shed like the job. I'm sartin. She's
widow. too. and she's had expert
cnce keepin house along of Tobias,
him that was her husband. But. If
you do hire her. don't let Ketury know
limited AT Il, cause we're goin' to
lose one boarder when you quit, and
that's too many. 'cordln' TO the old
lady's way OF thinkin'"
"You can keep Matlldy. for all me-"
rrplied the captain decidedly. Core
tuter religions all right for those that
have that kind of appetite. bur havin'
IL passed to me three times a day,
same as I've had IL at your house. Is
enough: l don't banker TO have It
warmed over between meals. IL | ship.
ped Matildy aboard here she and the
Rev. Daniels would stand over me,
watch and watch, till was convert
ed or crazy, one or the other"
Well. there's Angle. She
"Angie!" shifted Mr. Tlddltt "Stop
your jokln'. Bailey. This is a serious
matter"
Il want jokin' What
There. there. bOys.'' interrupted the
captain. Don't fight. Bailey didn't
mean to joke. Ase. He's full OF what
the papers call unconscious humor
I'll give in that Angie is about as seri-
Gus matter as can think OF without
settin' down TO rest Humph! SO fur
we haven't gained any knots to speak
OF. Any more candidates ON your
mlnd?"
More possibilities were mentioned.
but none OF them seemed TO fill the |
bill. The conference broke up without
arriving at Il decision.
Monday morning after breakfast
Captain Cy's trunk was put aboard the
depot wagon. and Danl Webster drew
II TO It's owners home. The farewells
at the perfect boarding house were af
fecting. Mrs. Trip said that she hat
spoken TO the Rev. Mr.. Daniels ant
he would be sure to call the very frs
thing Keturah affirmed that the cap
tain's stay had been n real pleasure
you never find fault. Cap'n Whit
taker," she said You're such man
ly man. II youll excuse my sayin' SO
/ only wish there was more like you.
with a significant glance at her hus
band AS for Miss Phinney. she nigh
have been saying goodby yet IL the
captain had not excused himself.
Asaph accompanied his friend to the
house on the hill. The trunk was I'M
loaded from the wagon and carried
into the bedroom on the first floor. the
room which had been Captain Cy's so
long ago. Gabe shrieked at Dan1
Webster. and the depot wagon crawled
away toward the upper road.
"Got TO meet the up train" grumbled
The driver-"not that anybody ever
comes on II, but callate I'm s'posed
to be there. BE more talk than lit
tie IL want. Git dap, Dan1l You're
slower'n the moral law"
$50 you're goin to do your own cook
IN for spell. Cy?" observed Asaph
/ half hour later. "Well. 1 guess that's
l good idea till you can find the right
l amt been able TO think
IF one that would suit you yet"
"Nor l either. Neithers Bailey, l
Judge, though for awhile he was as
hull OF suggestions as pine grove is
II wood ticks. He started to say some
him about it 10 me last night, but Ke-
Jury hove in sight and yanked him Off
o prayer meetin'."
Eyes, l know. She callates to get
him into heaven somehow"
II guess 'twouldn't be heaven for her
lnless he was around to pick at. There
ne comes now. How'd he get out of
xipin' dishes?"
Mr.. Bangs strolled into the yard.
"Hellop' he hailed 81 was on my
way to simmons on an errand. and /
hought I'd stop in a minute Got