The Richfield recorder. (Richfield, Idaho) 1909-1931, 1911-11-23

LUCKILY, am too busy cleaning
house to go for a few days, but pres
emily there isn't any excuse The day
Of making summer calls is always
roasting hot. and the perspiration
trickles down my face as | attire my
self in dressup dress with one long
Ing eye on the hammock and pile of
new magazines. 1 just hate thisl'
groan from time to time
Then | start out holding my skirts
away from the brambles and grasses
and wish | owned a launch so that
might arrive properly instead OF APP
pearing red faced and struggling of
hair and dusty as BELTS the children
Of poverty who have to walk along a
country road | negotiated the en-
tire mile. taking the Larches first. be-
cause they ara the farthest away. Usu-
ally when | Chamber over the stile
snag the lace ON my best petticoat
and catch my hair on the thorns of
the roses over It,
This puts me in an amiable frame
Of mind as | seek the front entrance.
There is nobody in sight when |
knock. | knock again and step inside
the porch screens and there is
smothered shrek from the farther
hammock. and a strange figure springs
into sight It turns out to be Mrs.
Larch in a kimono with her hair in
curriers' around her face and blink
ing eyes.
"'Ohi' she gets out with hand on
her heart. How you frightened mel
washed my hair and was taking a
nap-I didn't expect any one-that is.
I'm glad to see you! Do sit down.
Il sit down and try to converse in
a sprightly manner while Mrs Larch
hates me violently for catching her
looking so disreputable She even
hasn't her eyebrows on. and it does
make a difference escape breath
ing hard amid EXPLANATIONS of DO
come again So good Of you to drop
int
The Dessers have gone to town,
and no one is at home but maiden
aunt, who insists on telling me about
the case of measles she had 80 years
ago.
Il find Mrs Plunkett and her moth
er putting up strawberries, very hot
and stained and plainly afraid that
in the kitchen is going to
DOLL over ! haven't had time to dress
,r anything since | same. says Mrs.
olunkett aggrievedly cycling my fresh
rock I've been so dreadfully
,usyl didn't realize people had
,egun to call! OH the jams burn
ng!
Mrs Ryan came down after q 20
minute waiT and insisted violently
hat | didn't waken her-she was Just
linking Of getting up. She smoth-
rs six yawns before she finally gets
er eyes open {
AT the Plunketts Mr. Plunkett. in a '
muddy paid Of overalls. is digging in
be back yard Elsie Plunkett Is Z
,ashing her hair and Mrs. Pll;inkett In /
faded year hefore-last work dress is t
leeding her nasturtium bed very fraz- Q
led and warm looking a
" My goodnessI she cries at sight
I me. If I'd expected callers-I look p
,rribl6 S
when get hack home wreck :,
ON the long, hot walk and the crush n
& sense of having burst upon a half
,zen families who didn't want com y,
my IN the least, | say: Thank good Il.
,ss, that's done!' and hastily get into
Kimono and the hammock -
Then for the next month ! have th
RS Piunkett Mrs Dessler. Mrs
lrch and all the others dropping in tr
me in their f1lmiest gowns and they th
ways come when am asleep. wash gs
3 my hair or clad In something that st
sight. smile and tell them tn
w glad am to see item and how he
rfectly lovely Is was OF them to
me. and after they are gone say.
Id you ever! Why on earth did she
me today OF all days!