Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-08-30


Duncan question.
Mother Duncan. do kisses wash
, or"
lord. ma. FreckIesr' she cried. "At
least the anes ye get from people We
love dlnna. They dinna stay on the
outside They strike IN until they find
the center OF your heart and make
their stopping place there. aud naeth
ing can take them from yel doubt II
even death. Ma. Ind. ye can be rect
sure kisses dinna wash on"
Freckles set the basin down and NUT
tered. Il needn't be afraid TO be wash
ing then. for that one struck In"
u wish" said Freckies at breakfast
one morning. that | had some way TO
be sending message 10 the Bird Wo-
man. I've something down at the
swamp that I'm believing never hap.
pened before. and surely she'll be want
ing H."
"whaf now. Frecklesy' asked Mrs
Duncan.
why. the oldest thing you ever
beard Of" said Freckies THE whole
insect tribe gone on a spree. rm sup
posing It's my fault. but II all hap
Iened by nccident-like. You see. on
the swale side OF the line. right
against me trail. there's one OF these /
scrub wild crab trees Where the I
grass grows thick about II IL the
finest place you ever conceived OF for
snakes. Having women about has set
me trying TO clean out those fellows
bit. and yesterday | noticed that tree
In passing. IL struck me that IL
would be a good idea 20 be taking IL
out First 1 thought I'd take me
Ratchet and cut II down. for II amt
thicker than me upper arm. Then !
remembered how II was blooming Ia
the spring and fiIling all the air with
sweetness. The coloring OF the bios
SONS IL beautiful. and / hated TO be
killing t. just cut the grass short
all about Il. Then started at the
ground trimmed up the trunk near |
the height OF me shoulder and left {
the top spreading. That made IL look
so truly ornamental that. idle like.
chips OF the rough places neat. and {
this morning. on me soul. It's a sight. !
You see. cutting OF the limbs and
trimming up the trunks sets the sap U
la this hot sun II ferments 5
In few hours. There isn't much .
room for more things 10 crowd on q
hat tree than there are and to get
bunker isn't noways possible" q
''Weel be drawed on exclaimed n
drs Duncan. What kind OF things Il
10 ye mean Freckles?"
why. JUST an army OF black ants 81
lone OF them are sucking away Ike y
ID t0pers Some OF them are setting O.
~ on their tails and hind legs. I'D b
ling away with their fore feet aud
fiping their eyes, Some are rolling CO
round on the ground contented &C
here are quantities OF big bluebottle
les over the bark and hanging on the '''
rasses about. too drunk TO steer
purse flying, SO they Just buzz away Al
Ike flying and all the time sitting pa
III. The snake feeders are too full TO |
ed anything. even more sap 10 them
lives. There's lot OF hard backed
lgs- beetles. ! guess--colored like the be
own. blue and black OF peacocks CO
II. They hang on until the legs OF WI
EN- are so wake they can't stick q th'
mute longer. and then they break fol
way and fall 10 the ground They Just SUI
y there on their backs. fably claw
8 air. When II wears on a bit up
ey get and go crawling back for ore
ore, and they so full they bump into onl
ch other aud roll over. Sometimes at
sy cant climb the tree until they for
III 70 sober up little There's lot ing
big black and gold bumblebees, done Ing
entire. stumbling over the bark wo
4 rolling on the ground They Just hea
there on their backs. rocking from her
G TO side. singing 60 themselves like Il
. happy babies. The wild bees keep I"
steady buzzing with the beating IL
their wings you
The butterflies are the worst old f
ers Of them all They're Just a cir boo
: You never saw the beat OF the OF
uties. They come every color you sml
Id be naming aud every shape you dan
Id be thinking up. They drink and aga
ak until n I'm driving them away 81,
y stagger rs they 1y and turn som 81
aults 10 the air II | lave them 1T
ne they cling 10 the grasses. SILVER war
hEppy-lke. and im bleSt. Mother part
lcan. II the best OF them could be Will
,ckine the front door with lead cry
eli. even THE
never heard or anything sac sur Oh.
ing" said Mrs. Duncan sh
ts rare sight to watch them. stoo,
no one ever made a picture OF q that
& like that before. I'm for think from
p said Freckles earnestly. were
"a" said Mrs Duncan "Ye can why
retty sure there didna. The Bird iy W
nan must have word Ia some way they
9 walk the line aud walk 70 way,
! and tell her" M
fcN'es TOOK his lunch and went she
D 10 the swamp. lie could nnd an
rnce OF anything yet he felt a kles
} nervousness as n trouble might Tn,
rooding lie came around To his Bird
and cautiously scanned the en- tboss
q before he stepped In Then he CO.. a