The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-01-26

NJ Bangs and his chum, the town
clerk, had emerged from the doorway
Their mouths and eyes were wide
open. and they seemed to be suffering
/ from sort Of paralysis.
"Well. what's the matter with youY
/ demanded the arrival. "Ain't too
stuck up to shake hands after all these
years. are your"
Bailey calculated: "Well. / swan to
man! IL b'ieve you're Cy Whit,
! taker!' .--.-, ..,.a-s~---~--
Miss Angelina Phinney made no less
than nine calls that afternoon. Be
fore bedtime II was known from the
last house in "Woodchuck lane" TO the
fish shanties at West Bayport that
young Cy" Whitaker had come back
that he had come back for good"
that he was staying temporarily at the
perfect boarding house; that he was
lawful well off," having made lots OF
he intended TO Elk over" the Whit
taker place and that II was to be fixed
over not in n modern manner, with
plush parlor sets-a In Sylvanus Ca
hoon-or with onyx tables and blue
and gold chairs like those adjoining the
Atkins mansion. 1t was to be as near
as possible a reproduction of what it
had been in the time of the late
"Cap'n Cy." young Cys father.
81 think he's out of his head" de-
clared Miss Phinney in confidence to
each of the nine females whom she IA
vored with her calls-"not crazy. you
understand. but sort of touched in the
upper story. | says so to Matildy
Tripp-said 1t right out too. 'Matildy,'
| says. hes got screw loose up aloft
just as sure as you're a born womanr
What makes you think SOP says she
Well says |, do you s'pose anybody
that want foolish would be for spend
in good money on an old house TO
down the piazza the fust thing! Per
fectly good piazza that cost S9S.60 to
build; l know. because / see the bill
when the Howeses had 1t done And
he's goin' to set out box hedges, some
thin that amt been the style In this
town sence Congressman Atkins pull
ed up his. What in the wide world.
Cap'n Whitaker says | to him. do
you want of box hedges? Homely
and stifr and funeral lookin'l l might
have 'em around my grave in the bury
in ground | says, but nowheres else
AN right, Angie, says he. you shall
have 'em there. I'll cut some slips pur-
pose for you. tn be a pleasure he
says. Now. amt that crazy talk for
grown MANI"
in our village TO question Captain Cy
whittaker's sanity during the next
Few months. The majority of our peo-
pie didn't understand him at all. He
was generally liked. for, although he
had money. he did not put on airs. but
he had his own way of doing things.
and they were not Rapport ways.
True TO his promise, he had squad
of carpenters busy, on the day fol-
lowing his arrival tearing down the
loathed piazza These carpenters and
more were kept busy throughout that
entire spring and well into the summer.
Then came painters and gardeners.
The piazza disappeared; new picket
fence. exactly like the old one torn
down by the Howeses, was erected;
lew shutters were hung; new window
Danes were set; the roof was newly
shingled. Captain Cy senior had in
his day cherished New England fond
ness for white and green paint; there
fore the new fence was white and the
house was white and the blinds a bril-
liant green. Rows of box hedge. the
plants brought from Boston, were set
nut ON each side of the front walk. The
Howes front door bella clamorous
removed, and glass knob
attached to spring bell of the old
fashioned Jingle" variety took its
place. An old fashioned flower garden
Captain Cy's mother had loved po-
sies-was laid out on the west lawn
beyond the pear trees. All these
the captain superintendent.
When they were complete he turned
his attention TO interior decoration.
And now Captain Cy proceeded TO
literally astonish the natives. Among
he Howes improvements" we're gilt
wall papers and modern furniture for