The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1912-08-31

keen critical eyes OF eighteen II
laughed little bitterly. perbans
his money would make up 4 I'M mn
for what he had lost In looks,
One Of the colored boys came M
well, what is it," asked Craig
Please, Mistah Craig, have
message. Will you please not to coma
into the kitchen at all or let anyona
else in. It bothers the missus. Sha
| will be here in little while, sub, ana
doesn't want to see nobody. She saya
1t hothers her, sur"
very well" laughed Craig. II
sounds familiar. / have heard cooks
talk TIT way before. / will remen.
ber.'
The boy grinned. Thank VI.
| SUBJ
The party soon arrived. Ali wers
| in excellent spirits, though hot and
dusty. Just behind their machines
came a little car which, in the COZ.
fusion, slipped back to the kitchen III.
noticed, and woman got out.
4. Craig needed to have no doubt
about his friends. The men nearIy
4 twisted his hand of The girls a,t.
tered about him saying all the MICS
things they could think Of Oh1it
was good to be among his own Kind
| once more. Kirkland's father lid
mother greeted him like son.
The trip through the mine vas ii.
ranged for afternoon. The morning
was spent inspecting the little settls
ment. Craig's, all of it. 1t was pic
turesquely situated in the quaint
jagged foothills of stoney Ridge,
Hungry as hunters they returned
for luncheon.
/, The dining room was exquisite
The bare board walls were covered
with boughs. Great brass bowls ii
long stemmed cut flowers stood
around the rooms. The table WA
beautiful in heavy satin damask.
crystal, silver and flowers.
Craig was astonished. He had aot
expected this. The delicious luncheon
was revelation TO his starved lips
The boys were trained servants, In
: deed, serving the entire party nolse
, Iessly and well.
! But the dinner several hours later
4 was wonderful. The dining room Vas
4 again exquisite, being lighted only bT
d numerous. tall, uncapped candles u
/ crystal sticks. Everybody was r1erry.
Craig, however, was a trias quiet
6 He was thinking of Lois tonight moro
ii than he had allowed himself to Do got
a years. Kirkland had told him that
she was somewhere In the west hy.
y ing to get strong. II don't taink she
= is very well off,. he had said.
d 1t was time for the salad. Craig
It glanced at his plate and half started
If from his chair. The only person u
.e the world who could make q said
d, look like that was Lois Fleming sna
d used to make it for him with her own
ID hands.
ID Lois was splendid cook. Often
ID after the theater instead Of going ~
supper she would whisper that she
rs had made him some salad and thes
s. would have coy hour ny salsl1s
W selves in the den with q Dainty lttffsss
TX supper she had arranged herself
le Craig drew his breath SHARPLY y
u, must be dreaming. He stared ae J
be a moment then slowly lifted his iofl
Of and cut into 1t and tasted sufe|
Lois had made it.
al The dessert and coffee were ersdiess
t! He left the dessert untasted but dsaal
I'D the black coffee. AT last dinner Ns
er over.
es, On some pretense he made lof U
I'D kitchen. The others strolled eutslal
rel "A boy tried to stop him hut ne Il
gh past In time to see someone % VIM
all dart out Of the kitchen door. he ~
chase. 5.s
en- He caught up to her as she reaehs
a clump of greasewood, ols, e
'as said softly. Lois. He took y
ny hand. So
ay, she turned her head away but y
of breast was heaying and he knew Y
was crying. He reached for Peg q
Tor or hand and drew her into his alpl
lbs Lois, you are mine ~ rla Hl.,
not have tried to forget and cant. csa Y
lad / love you better than all the s s
The Look at me, dear one. { don't Rno
ng. why you are here and don't cafs.
OF only know / have you and !, y
nor never, never, let you GO. ! eas Y
cul- ma? Tell me, dear. &,
INK II love you, Craig said sne, ~
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