The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1911-03-17

Why, you couldn't help they
clone"
Yes, l know, but you oughter be
thankful fer kindnesses done to you
whether they are caps that fit or not
Mis- Kinney was riled and-but it's
easy for me to talk who amt got nc
husband to bit and bride like she
recommended and Lands alive!
it is almost dinner-time and not a
thing on the stove. Set still, honey,
while l bring the beans out here to
string"
Miss Cynthia sat for a few minutes
in smiling silence, and then there
Coated down from the barn a tenor
whistled rendition of an Aida aria.
Miss Cynthia stiffened, rose, and
called a hasty good-by to Miss Selma
Lne, who came to the door to look
up the street after her.
q do wonder why she had to go
so suddenlike," she said to herself as
she turned again toward the kitchen.
Just then Mr.. Alan entered the back
door with Carrots wriggling in his
hands. He was a whimpering bunch
mother-earth inclosed in the garden
fence
Lands alive, Mr.. Alan, did Carrots
turn over his box at last?" exclaimed
Miss Selma Lue as she plucked him
by the neck of his apron and set him
down by the sink,
HE was squirming over the geogra-
ply Of the garden paths when found
him." answered Mr. Alan with a laugh.
Carrots gave one sleepy little purr
and rolled over on the floor for a nap.
well such time as we have been
a-having!" remarked Miss Selma Lue,
as Mr. Alan followed her to the front
of the grocery and they both seated
themselves in reach of the river
breeze. She began to snap the beans
busily.
81 heard about it," answered Mr..
Alan "and l had a drink of lemon
ade."
That bucket saved a-many of yells
and soothed a heap of pain, answered
Miss Selma Lue with laugh. But,
dearie me, l wonder If Miss Cynthia
coulder heen stung by one of them
as a reason for leaving
so sudden! l saw one crawling
around the steps a little while ago.
I've just thought of it," Miss Selma
Lue's hands were idle from anxiety
as she peered up the Hill, with dis
tress in her usually serene eyes.
mo" said Mr.. Alan calmly, q don't
think 1t was a yellow-jacket that
caused her flight. 1t might have been
gray serge" he added under his
breath
well, I jest feel too uneasy to rest
calm until find out" said Miss Selma
4ue "You, Bonnie, come here a min
lite! l want you" And she hailed
he wounded hero as he struggled up
he road with the empty bucket.
you ought to teach her to negats
oain as you do the hddles," was Mr..
Alan's yindictiye remark, which failed
0 lodge in Miss Selma Lue's kind
mind; but he seemed glad when Ben
lie enthusiastically consented to run
Up to the Hill Mansion to take a bottle
# camphor and find out about the
ossible accident He went so far as
o hand him a dime, with the en-
reaty that he hurry and relieve the
nxiety of--Miss Selma Lue. He even
TODD and watched impatiently the
ag-beturbaned head of the messenger,
hitch seemed to crawl up the hill
Ike big white snail
I know I'm foolish" said Miss Sc
ma Lue as she began on the beans
gain. 81 don't hold with thinking
p bad happenings onto people, for
ometime 1t might kinder hit EN- on
ome blind side we don't know about
nd take, but that child is lest the
enl of my heart She is one Of
lie why's of me, Miss Cynthia is, since
come to the Bluff"
'Why, I thought you had ALWAYS
Bluff, Miss Selma Lue"
I'D Mr.. Alan, anxious to turn her
oughts from her favorite topic of
'nyersation. He bore no malice, but
snub Is likely to bring return rip
es of resentment; and that witching
ischievous smile-his ears began TO
i'm from reflex action. .
oh, no, indeed, I've only been here
ght years, answered Miss Selma
lie, and her eyes rested on the far t
m hills across the river. "Just e
sht years and two months, for Ethel e
aud was horned the night after I d
t here" b
How on earth did they get along a
thout you before you came?" asked h
:. Alan with sincerity in his tone. 8
Well, they wasn't so many babies d
the Bluff then-jest Bonnie, though .
was mighty poor specimen when .
ook hand with him They've kent =
oming along in punches ever since l.,
IS 'em!" IL
How did you happen to come-to .,
'm?' asked Mr.. Alan gently for "
saw that Miss Selma Lue's mind =,
back in the past.
Yes" she answered softly, at do