The Blackfoot optimist. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1907-1918, 1911-09-21
The girl smiled unsteadf1y.

ways, ue persisted, ana now you d =
trying to have me consent to your be-
ing nothing to me. Do you think
that is quite fair to me, Anna
Louise?"
Il think we are not fair to you," she
said very sadly, that is what troubles
me. Mic. If Only l knew what ought
to do-oh, there comes mother N ust
rum"
But he held her hands determinedly
in his own
Don't you worry about this, sweet
heart" he whispered. I'll fix 1t W
somehow Do you suppose l shall lei
strutting old turkey cheat me out
of my wlfe?"
In full view Of the advancing sun
bonnet he bent over the low gate ant
kissed her.
That evening, while Mrs. Day re
counted to her husband the events o.
the afternoon, while the obduratt
Bindy shuffled on the limb Of cherry
tree, and while Anna Louise cried dis
couraged tears into her pillow, Nil
Dennison talked long with old Betsy
in the big kitchen.
You can have them by tomorrow
night?" he inquired. anxiously.
mo trouble at ALL" declared thu
old woman cheerfully
And you are sure all turkey egg
look alike?"
las alike as two peas!" she chuck
led, positively.
Next evening disconsolate fam
lily group occupied the Day sittini
room.
1T is not use for you to ask me t.
give up Mic because Bindy did no
happen to lay her eggs where you ex
pected her to-" declared Anna Louis
tearfully, yet resolutely. IF Mic hat
really done anything dishonorable.
should try to be dutiful. But this i
such pretense, and SO entirely ali
surd!"
You mean that you will marry hin
in defiance of our wishes?' demanded
her father
"Oh, hush, both of you," cried Mrs
Day in distress, as knock sounde'
upon the door.
Upon opening the door. after a me
mentary hesitation, Mic Dennison hin
self strobe into the room. and place
carefully upon the table weather
beaten, handleless old rush basket
Here is a May basket for you, Mrs
Day. he said cheerfully, from
Bindy, | should judge by it's appear
ance.
Everyone looked curlously into tn
basket.
In a nest of scattering dead grasse
lay a great pile of-turkey eggs!
Mrs. Day gasped in displease
establishment
Although she had searched consc
entiously, she had secretly hoped the
would not find B!ndy's. nest. 1t was
balm to her conscience to belev
Nicholas Dennison was unworthy c
their confidence.
Where" she demanded accusingl,
did you find them egga?"
II was coming up my lane this ever
ing, past that patch of berry bushe
in your meadow. when l heard a DO
whining. Following the sound.
found 1t was Tricks little bird do
fallen into that rock-hole just over tn
fence. While crushing about trying
locate him l came upon this baske
just as you see It, l judged it migt
possibly be Bindy's stolen nest"
IT'S mighty queer thing she'd la
her eggs in basket. all ready for yo
to bring home" said Mr.. Day. Gu
tingly.
THAT is my own basket, John
interrupted his wife in milder tone
land | remember distinctly how
: came to be there! l was on my wa
\ to the lower garden after peas the da
the traction engine set fire to o,
Q milk house. When l saw the smOk
r I Just flung the basket and ran, and
a have never thought Of 1t since.
r Isn't it just like Bindy to flr
0 that basket and make her nest In 1t
Mrs. Day finished with pleased prid
j "She always was the smartest tn
l. key!"
= And now. good people," continu,
L the young man determinedly, there
3 another matter Of even greater impc
lance to me than turkey eggs"
q With a smile he took the unresil
ing hands Of Anna Louise In his ow
). slipped ring upon her finger. a
kissed her.
I'VE are going to be married
o morrow. BIZ. we will generous
q leave the details for you to decide
u she won't be far from home. tn
is one comfort" said Mrs. D.
- meekly.
YOU'D better take these eggs alol
y home with you when you go. Me-" |
marked Mr.. Day gruffly. Anna LQui
U will want so: ="
q A few weeks later Anna Louise Al
B. her husband were contentedly inspe
. ing their brood Of newly hatch
turkeys.
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