The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-03-18

unbutton the shoes Her wet fingers
were blue. II can be cold in our vii.
lagc even in early September when
there is an easterly storm. Unbutton.
ing the shoes was slow work
Here. let me help YOU" commanded
the captain, getting down on one knee
and taking foot in his lap. Tut. tut,
tut! You're wet. Been some time
sence I fused with button boots. Lace
or long legged cowhldes come handler
Never wore cowhdes, did your"
mo, sir"
81 s'pose not | used to when I was |
little. Remember the first pair | had |
Copper toes on 'em-whewl The cop
per was blncked over when they come |
out OF the store, and that wouldn't do,
80 we used to kick stone wall till
they frightened up. There, there she /
comes. Humph! Stockin's soaked too. |
Wish had some dry ones to lend you.
Might give you a pair of mine, but
they'd be too scant fore and aft and
too broad in the beam, cal'late.
Humph! And your top higgins as
wet as your hull. Been on your beam
ends, have your
81 don't know, sir. l fell down in
the bushes coming across. There
were vines, and they tripped me up,
and the umbrella was so heavy that
Yes. l could see right off you was
carryin' too much canvas. Now take
Off your bunnit, and I'll git coat Of
mine to wrap you up In"
He went into his bedroom and re-
turned with a heavy "reefer" Jacket.
Ordering his caller to stand up, he
slipped her arms into the sleeves and
turned the collar up about her neck.
Her braided "pigtail" Of yellow hair
stuck out over the collar and hung
down her back in a funny way. The
coat sleeves reached almost to her
knees. and the coat itself enveloped
her like bedquilt.
''There," said Captain Cy approving
ly-"now you look more as IL you was
under storm rig. Set down and
toast your toes. Where's that letter
you said you had?"
'Tt's inside here. ! don't knows I
can get at 1t, these sleeves are so
long"
REEF 'em-turn 'em up. Let me
show you. That's better. Hum! So
you come from the depot. hey? Live
up that way?"
mo. sir / used to live In Concord,
but
concord? Concord? Concord where2"
Concord, n. ii. came on the cars.
Auntie knew a man who was going to
: Boston, and he said he'd take care of
me as far as that and then put me on
the train to come down here. ] stop.
! ped at his folks house in Charlestown
: last night, and this morning we got
up early, and he bought me ticket
and started me for here. ! had box
with my things in IT, but 1t was so
heavy ! couldn't carry 1t, so ! left It
up at the depot The man there said
It would be all right and you could
send for II when
81 could send for it? ! could? What
+. in the world Say, child, you've made
mistake in your bearln's. faint me
you want to see; It's some of your
lOlkS TclhllOllS IlOSi llhcly. cli iDS
who they are; maybe | know 'em."
The girl sat upright In the big chair.
Her dark eyes opened wide, and her
chin quivered.
: Amt you Captain Cyrus Whit.
taker?" she demanded You said you
was"
Yes, yes. l am. I'm Cy Whitaker,
i but what
well, auntie told me-
"Auntie! Auntie who?'
u "Auntie Oliver. She isn't really NV
auntie, but mamma and me lived in
her house for ever so long, and so'-
wait. wait, wait! I'm hull down in
the fog. This is gettin' too thick for
me. Your auntie's names Oliver and
you lived in Concord, n. IL. For--for
thunder sakes. what's your nameT
Emily Richards Thomas"
"Em-Emily- Ri2hards-Thomas!'
"Yes, sir"
Emily Richards Thomas! What was
your mas namer
Mamma was Mrs. Thomas HeI
front name was Mary, She's dead
Don't you want to see your letter
I've got It now"
She lifted one OF the tapping coat
sleeves and extended crumpled
damp envelope. Captain Cy took It IL
dazed fashion and drew Ions
breath. Then he tore open the envel
ope and read the following:
Dear Captain whittaker-rhe bearer o
this is Emily Richards Thomas. She Il
seven. going eight. but old for he
years. Her mother was Mary Thomas
that used 20 be Mary Thayer. II was he
you wrote to about keeping house TO
you but she had been dead a fortnigh
before your letter come. She had bron
chial pneumonia and II carried her off