The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1911-04-28

exigendes OF the case, Mr.. Alan did
hurry-only one Misunderstanding.
Miss CYNTHIA knelt on the loft floor
and reached down for the Blossom ne
held to her from the ladder and her
face was the hue of the roses and her
eyes were twin stars-and tender. A
moment she held the rapturous BABY
to her breast and smiled down at MIN
over the golden head-and as MI.
Alan ran for the grocery to the last
strains of Wont You Come Home
Bill Bailey?" as executed by Mr..
Leeks, his heart lent wings to his feet
The hour the four of them spent In
the studio with the pictures was de-
lightful, for Evelyn looked into Miss
Cynthia's eyes for a moment, then
kissed her on both cheeks and-Was
merciful and charming.
The pictures so absorbed all three
nay, all four, for from the first time
Blossom had been transported to the
studio she Lad gazed at them with
wide-eyed wonder that had overjoyed
the artist-that when Miss Selma
Lue's beaming face appeared above
the ladder they could scarcely realize
how the time had flown.
well, we'll, what a nice time you
all do seem to be having! Such day
as never was on the Bluff before, and
everybody so happy! 1 declare, Mr..
Alan have smiled so much since morn
ing that he's Citing fat. They amt
nobody said a cuss word or slapped q
child since sunup. But come down
everybody, for the crowd has sung
and laughed itself hungry and l cant
hold EN- back no longer. Miss Cynthie,
honey, did you notice the wreath Of
larkspur Mr.. Alan and Bonnie Dobbs
tied around Charity's neck? Don't she
look dressy and proud? And she's
kinder switching her tail perky. Trust
a woman, If she is jest a COW, to skit-
ter some in finery. But I'll go on, and
you follow as fast as you can"
The refreshments were appreciated
to their limit, and 30 enticing were
their appearance and flavor that Miss
Evelyn first chose cross barred" then
accepted "open-faced," and finally
begged for "kivered," to Mrs. Kinney's
manifest delight In fact, when the
tale was told, there remained only
one Of each persuasion, which Miss
Selma Lue had packed In a basket to
send to Mrs. Jackson Page, whose re-
grets had been profuse though formal.
you walk on up the hill with the
girls, Mr.. Alan, and carry the basket, "
said Miss Selma Lue as they began
after unnumbered farewells to take
their departure. Come back often,
Miss Evelyn. You've got friends here
on the Bluff ASH stand to you the rest
of your life, and fer them you can't
come too often. Now, Mr.. Alan, hand
them pies to Mis- Page yourself and
don't trust 'em to the girls, for they
are having so much good time l am
skeered to risk EN-"
And so Mr.. Kent appeared for the
first time before Mrs. Jackson Page
bearing a gift of rare spices; and
though at first welcomed icily, after
an hours conversation in which tran
spired, by her adroit maneuvering, his
parentage, and the social and financial
standing thereof, he was invited most
cordially to dine.
Law, Miss Seliny Lue, where can
Mr.. Alan be?" questioned Mrs. Kinney,
as she sat for a few minutes on the
grocery steps in the moonlight. TITS
after ten o'clock, and he amt never
showed up since he took them girls
home. He must have on his tar-pants
fer settin! Co'ting oughtn't to be
gave in SIGH hunks; broken doses Is
better"
well, now, Mis- Kinney, honey"
answered Miss Selma Lue dreamily,
her eyes resting in the long shadows
the blackberry cast across the street,
you know folks git married fer long
time, and 1t do seem like co'ting ought
er go on quite a spell fore they goes
through the door from which they
amt no returning unless by death-or
divorce, which is wusser. And then,
too, amt it jest one of the best times
they is to life? So fear one say let
1t be drawed out into fine strands,
though strong as number forty cot.
ton"