The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-03-21

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TIL TAKE YOUR ToGS OUT AND DRY EN-
IN THE KITCHEN"
l step down street and see about hav
in your box sent for. I'll be back
in a shake. If anybody comes TO the
door while I'm gone don't you worry
Let 'em go away again"
He put on his hat and left the house.
walking rapidly, his head down and
his hands in his pockets. At times he
would pause in his walk, whistle,
shake his head and go on once more.
Josiah Dimick met him. and his an
swers to Josiah's questions were so
vague and Irrelevant that Captain
Dimick was puzzled and later ex-
pressed the opinion that "Whit's cook
in must be pretty had; acted to me as
II he had dyspepsy Of the brain"
Captain Cy stopped at Mr.. Lumley's
residence to leave an order for the de-
livery of the box. Then he drifted into
Simmons and accosted Alpheus Sinai
| ley.
AL" he said, whats good for
cold?"
"why?' asked Nh smalley in true
Yankee fashion. YOU Got oneT
Hey? Oh, yes-yes, I've got one"
BY way of proof he coughed until the
lamp chimneys ratified on the shelf.
"Judas should think you had! Is
your throat sore?"
Hey? Yes. | guess So
Don't you know? II you've got
sore throat there amt nothln' better n
Arabian balsnm. But what in time
are you dom out in this drizzle with
cold and no umbrella? Do you want
to-
"Never mind my umbrella. left it
in the church entry tother Sunday, and
somebody got out afore | did. This
Arabian balsam-seems to me l. re-
member my mas usln' that on me-
Wet rag with It, don't you, and tie
1t round your neckf"
'Yup. Be sure and use a flannel
rag and red flannel IL you've got it.
That acts quicker n the other kinds
Fifteen cent bother
81 guess so. Nights well give me
some sass'p'rilla while you're about IT.;
always handy to have in the house
And-er-say, is that canned soup
you've got up on that shelf"
The astonished clerk admitted that
It was.
"Well, give me can Of the chicken
kind"
Mr. Smalley, standing on chair
to reach the shelf where the soup
was kept, shook his head.
Now, that's too bad, cap'n," he said,
but we're all out of chicken just now.
Fact is, we amt got nothin' but ter
matter and beef broth.e Yes, and |
declare If the termatter amt all gone"
"Humph! Then guess I'll take the
beef. Needn't mind wrappin' 1t up
SO long"
The captain entered the house quiet
ly and tiptoed to the door of the bed
room. Emily was asleep, and the sight
of the childish head upon the pillow
gave him start as he peeped in at it.,
1t looked SO natural, almost as If 1t
belonged there. 1t had been In a
bed like that and In that very room
that he had slept when boy.
Gabe, brimful of curiosity, brought
the box little later. His curiosity
was unqualified, Captain Cyrus ex-
planning that 1t was package he had
been expecting.
He was warming the beef broth In a
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.
Hello" exclaimed Captain Cy,
you're on deck again, hey2 How's
iciclesf"
"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 II himself just as well; but, the girl,
protesting he showed her where the
dishes were kept From the corner of
lis eye he watched ner MS she unfold.
ed the tablecloth