Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-02-05

thsrs 4 fitt,s a1tSr nooa ana Jo0E INT
the Tree. but I must tel you. and you
must tell the Bird Woman that thefe's
no doubt but they viii - coming back,
ard they will have 10 make = befoso
hong now, for It's 5000 the. gang VIII
b there to WORK % the swamp"
~Oh, what q shan,s!" cried the an
gel. They'll clear out roads. cut down
the beautiful. trees ana tear up ev-
erythins. Thsy'n drive away the
birds and spoil the cathedral. When
thay have done their worst oil these
mills about here viii follow In and take
out ths cheap Timber. Then the land
ownssD Win dig Q few ditches, build
some 6res, and In two summers
the ;Limber1oss viii 'be In corn and 20.
tatoes."
"You IKE II, too" said Freckles,
yes" laid the angel; II love : II.
Your room II q little piece right out Of.
the heart Of fairyland. and the cathe-
dfal 70 Gods work. not yours. Tou
only found It and opened the door
after he had 1t completed. Come get
= SVOA ~ UCAVU0 yV0 OL2SS O0SDs -
won't take but a minute. and you can
ride fast enough to make up for it."
Freckles looked into the beautiful
face Of the angel in sheer wonder
ment. Did she truly mean IT. Would
she walk down that street with him.
crippled. homely, In mean clothing2
Il rally must be or" said Freckles
earnestly. but I'm thanking you o
than you'll ever know for your kind
ness. I'll just. b drinking bowls Of
icy things all me way homo in the
thoughts Of It."
Down came tho angels foot. Her
eyes flashed. There's no sense in
that" she said. "How do you think
you would have felt when you knew
I was warm and thirsty and you went
and brought me Z drink and I wouldn't
take It because - because goodness
knows Why!
She deliberately slipped her hand
under his arm-the right arm that
ended in an empty sleeve.
"You are coming" she said firmly.
Freckles' head swan.
please don't. angel he said softly.
you don't understand. II your IA
Their came on to me on the street in
my station and dress with you on me
arm he'd have every right to be can
ing me before the people. and not a
finger would I lift to stay him."
The angels eyes snapped. III you
think my father cares about my do
ing anything. that is right and kind
and that makes me happy to do. why.
then you completely failed in reading
my father. and Ill ask him and just
show you"
She dropped TreckIes' arm and turn
ed toward the entrance to the build
ing. ,"Why, look there" she exclaim-
ed. 80
Her father stood at a window.
watching the scene with eyes that
comprehended. quite ~ thoroughly as
II he had heard every word. The an
gel made 4 ~despairinE gesture toward
Freckles. The man Of affairs answer
ed her with a look Of infinite tender
ness. He nodded his head. and the
veriest dolt could have read the words
his lips formed. Take him alongv'
A sudden trembling seized Freckles.
The angel turned on him witt TIL
umphing eyes. She was highly strung:
and not accustomed to being thwart-
ed. Ibid you see tbat?' she demand
ed. "Now are you satisfied? Will you
come?" Freckles went.
I. On every hand she was kept busy
giving and receiving the cheeriest
greetings. She walked. into the parl0rs
exactly Is II she owned them; A long
row Of people stared with varying de-
erees Of ~insolence ana curiosity Is
Freckles had felt they would. He
glanced at the angel Now would she
sect
ION my SOUR be muttered under his
breath. They don't aven touch her"
She turned the full battery Of her
eyes on the attendant.
II want to mix q drink for my
friend" she said. HE has q long. hot
ride before him. and I don't want hin
started OF with one Of those old palate
teasing sweetnesses that you mix just
on purpose to drive q man back il ten
minutes. want q clear, cool. spar
king drink that has a tang Of acid In
It."
The angel compounded the drink and
carried the trimming glass to Freckles.
He said in the mellowest Of all the
mellow tones Of his voice. I'LL be
drinking 1t to the Swamp Angel"
And as he had said to her that first
day the angelsnow cautioned him, BE
drinking slovlv.O
As the screen door swung behind
them one Of the men at the counter
asked of the attendant, Now, what
did that meanf"
Exactly what You saw" replied he
rather CURLY. Were accustomed to
It in here. Hardly a day passes this
hot weather but she's picking up some
poor, god forsaken mortal and bring
Ing. him in. Then she comes behind
the counter herself and nxes up q
drink to suit the occasion"
mighty queer specimen she had this
time" volunteered another. wonder
who he is?"
II think" said q third. "that he's
McLean's Limberlost guard, and ! sus-
pect she's gone to the swamp with the
Bird Woman for pictures and knows
him that way"
Out on the street the angel walked