Iowa state bystander. [volume] (Des Moines, Iowa) 1894-1916, 1911-07-07

Do your Irlenu, she IL SO nice anC
sochul. It's q mighty good thing tt
pass one friend on to another and |
thank you right here fer passing thai
child ter me. and I'm going to hold
her to me tender"
Well. l know It gave her the great
est pleasure to see you. wish l had
been there" s..S
I'VE all wished fer you and we told
her all the news about you. Tban We
told her about Mr.. Alan and the pic
lures and I invited her to come out
tomorrow evening and see 'em and
have Mr.. Alan explain 'em to her. We
can have one OF them kinder after
noon parties fer her. thought about
making UP some buckets Of lemonade
and having some OF Mis- Kinney's
apple-pies. Won't you be glad to see
her?" Miss Selma Lue's delight was
something wonderful to behold as she
unfolded her plan to the paralyzed
young woman beside her. 4.
what did she say?" Miss Cynthia
at last managed to ask.
y AShe said she would be delighted to
come and she was sure you would be
glad to have her. And, Miss Cynthie,
what do you think? She knows Mr..
Alan--got 'qainted with him some
where last winter. Now won't he be
pleased to meet old friend? Maybe
she'll invite him to party over to
her house. am SO afraid he gifts
lonely sometimes with Jest u.s."
II am sure she will be--kind to
him." answered Miss Cynthia with
great self-control. Evelyn's merciless
badinage already sounded in her ears.
Why, oh why, had she withheld that
information about the lair of the lion
on the morning Of Friday the thir-
teenth?
II know she will too Miss Selma
Lue broke in on her ordinations OF
herself, "'cause we all give him SIGH
a good name. Mr.. Dobbs was some
mortified at first and got red and
couldn't hardly answer when spoke
to, but he forgot hisself when we was
a-talking about Mr.. Alan and he told
her how high thought of he is among
the men up here. always ready to sit
by the front doors and smoke a pipe
with them OF an evening. He said
If he was to run for sheriff he would
git the Bluff votes to man. and he
would tool"
Then what did she say?" Miss Gym
thlo uy,e Paror{chY,y 40 oar 70 sYof al Tho
attitude OF her friend on the discov-
cry OF the whereabouts Of the hunted
one.
well. let's see. Oh, she asked II
you saw him much and told her, yes.
indeed, had left you home with him
to tend the store and mind the babieS.
She said she was real pleased cause
she was sure you enjoyed each others
company Whatever Is the matter.
honey?" Miss Selma Lue's exclama-
ton Of solicitude was caused by an
expression Of CONSERVATION on Miss
Cynthia's face which was in turn
caused by the sight Of the artist COM
ing from around the corner Of the
barn. Miss Selma Lue was uncon-
scious Of his approach; 50 II Miss
Cynthia acted, she must act quickly
Grasping the bow at the back Of her
waist, she gasped "A pin!" and van
ished toward the rear Of the gro
Gerry.
I'm my cushion, child" called Miss
Selma Lue, who thought q catastrophe
and she turned to speak
to Mr.. Dobbs, who was coming up the
street with a tin bucket in his hand,
evidently in quest Of some sort Of
provender. His errand attended to,
Miss Selma Lue started back to the
aid Of Miss Cynthia, when she was ar.
rested by Mr.. Alan's remark that he
had thought he had seen some one
sitting on the steps with her. Miss
Selma Lue's sense Of propriety for.
babe any mention of Miss Cynthia
and the pin, SO she seated herself on
the steps to await that lady's reap.
pearance.
"Was you sick last night?" she in
quired interestedly, ignoring his re.
mark. II seen your light burning pref
ty late and I hunted up the pepper
mint and campfire bottles before l
went to bed, for kinder looked fer
you to be took down with spell of
collie. Seems as If raw potatoes
might swell in the stomik am sor-
~ Miss Cynthie's cooking didn't turn
out better, but Of course she
meant for the best. Cooking
don't always come to woman young
in life; it has to be sorter lived to by
experience" Miss Selma Lue spoke
in an ordinary tone Of voice, for she
was under the impression that Miss
Cynthia had retired to the lsttle bed
room, and she could see that the door
was shut. In reality the culprit was
seated on box Of cans behind the
molasses barrel, well within range OF
the conversation.
why, Miss Selma Lue, thought 1t
was an uncommonly fine dinner. l
am sure 1t was sweet of her to bother
about me at ALL" answered the victim
Loyalty. Miss Cynthia's heart gave q
funny little start and then glowed In
an inexplicable way; she had ex-
pected something different from him,
perhaps. The situation was one that
might have been treated humorously.
"Mr. Alan, am afraid 1t was Miss
Cynthie you was tasting instead Of
the dinner, cause the looks Of what
was IN. the dish and hid away Ia the
frying.pan under the stove was enough
fer me. Bless her heart! !. don't
guess there was any dog handy you
could have throwed It to, SO you had
to eat It up to save her feelings"
well, my feelings were those Of
gratitude, can assure you, Miss Sc