The searchlight. [volume] (Culbertson, Mont.) 1902-current, 1911-03-24

one: Il takes more Interest IN MP
friends doings than I do In my own.
and don't believe they appreciate u
like they oughter, neither. Sometimes
they are SO cold to me when I ask
questions Jest outen sympathy"
Yes. they do, Mis- Kinney. honey,
and don't you go to doubling your
friends. which is a poor thing for any.
body to do. When you want to sym
pathize with me I am always glad to
git 1t and consider II a blessed thing
to have, whether I need 1t or not.
sympathy is jest the pure Juice Of the
heart squeezed out fer a friend"
That's like you. Miss Seliny Lue.
a-patching up peoples hurt feelings
and children with kind words and rags.
was a-saying to Mr.. Kinney last
night when he went and got that
cough medicine for Luella from you,
that It's a plumb shame you amt got
q round dozen husbands and children
Of Oh, must you 60? Please.
ma'am. don't fergit to make me anoth-
er mess Of that medicine; she Do
cough so. come night"
The haven of her grocery door, her
neglected business. and the shade of
her own blackberry tree which hung
over the front stoop of the store lay
In the sight Of Miss Selma Lue, when
another hail sounded from the other
side Of the street Mrs. Jim Peters
shining face nodded at the window as
she held up a small white bundle and
beckoned by waving tiny red hand
You amt been In to see him fer two
days. Miss Seliny Lue. and we's both
gittin' downright hurt with you," she
said. Mrs. Jim Peters was very. very
young: Jim was also young and was
conductor on the Lectric;" and Jim,
Junior. was the youngest OF all: in
fact was Of such youngness that he
was still blushing into fiery red with
modification over his very recent cit
izenship.
Don't you think he have growed?"
she demanded. He will be four weeks
old tomorrow and have promised Jim
to take him fer ride on the ten-forty
car. He wants to show him to Mr.
Hill, the motorman. Poor man. he
hasn't been married yet and we feel
so sorry fer him! Jim said last night
when let him hold the baby while I
got supper. that he Jest couldn't helm
but wish that Mr. Hill could have
something to live fer And told him
as that was Jest the way felt about
you. Miss Seliny Lue. II do seem that
IL ever woman oh. please don't
hurry. want you to see his feet. how
they have growed. and I think II you
could set down a spell he might smile
like he did this morning,"
Did he show any signs of collie las,
night. like them squirmings, and draw.
ing up OF his knees?"
"Oh. no, ma'ami I put the flame,
band you sent over right on and Jim
said when he brought 1t that there new.
er was such person as you for know.
ing what to do with pain in n baby.
People might think you had half a
oh. good-by good-by, II you must go,
Look, he Is kissing his hand to you,"
and Mrs. Jim Peters watched her CUES,
out of the gate dreamily. My! l clean
forgot to ask what was the matter
with the Dobbses." she woke up and
exclaimed to herself.
On the other side of the street, onl,
a few hundred yards away, the cool
door Of the grocery yawned and the
top branch Of the blackberry beckoned
in friendly little breeze. Miss Sc.
lima Inc hurried her stems and M Oh.
walked she waved the turkey.tail In
vigorous encouragement of the tiny
zephyr. She was generous Of proper
ton was Miss Selma Lue. tall, broad
and strong. deep bosomed, and fash
ing OF eye. though with a spirit of such
gentleness that one might almost read
as one ran.