The Richfield recorder. (Richfield, Idaho) 1909-1931, 1912-10-03

tears start as she sauntered. Iier
mother had said it didn't matter in
the least but II lid matter. 1t mat
tered just the difference between
victory and defeat, and-and--
And then the Widow Savage sud
denly appeared and took her arm
and walked her up the path to the
Outlook. and when they were seated
on the rocks she softly said;
Il am not your enemy, but your
friend. You don't wish to marry
that old man. do you?"
Mercy mol was the reply, as
Miss Smith forgot her desire for
revenge
We'll, do"
But you-you got Frank away
from me-"
And I'm going to give him back.
was just using him as means to
and end called him BOBBY a
moment ago, and hen be on his
knees to you tomorrow The Hon.
John is to be my next husband"
but how-how do you work things
so?"
by being widow. Now, listen to
me-"
The evening came on with a full.
clear moon. The moon so worked
on the sentimental nature of the Hon.
John, as well as the. surrounding
corn crop. that he invited Miss Smith
to wander with him. To his great
Joy she accepted his arm. They
walked as far as Seal Rock and then
sat down and gazed at the moon
Porpose Rock Fish Rock and Whale
Rock also were near at hand.
After the silence had lasted four or
FIVE minutes the Hon John cleared
his throat. The noise set the frogs
In the pond a-piping. After another
interval he took Miss Smiths hand
in his. There came third interval,
and then he began to tell her his life
history. It was a sad one. 1t was
full of step-fathers and step-mothers
and boils and collie and kicks from
COWS that cared not for his forlorn
He had married and not
been happy. and lost his wife and
not been happy over that, and for
years and years had lived a lonely
life with only fat son to cheer him.
He was rich, but lonely. He was
rich, but he yearned. He wanted a
Preside with a cat and a wife. He
days work in seeing the district lead
ers of the Tenth ward and have some
one call him hubby.
At intervals of about a foot, rs
marked off on a tape measure, Miss
Smith sighed and cuddled, but that
was all AS the Hon. John brought
his story down to date and his voice
broke and he had to use his hand
kerchief to wipe away the scalding
tears Miss Smiths own handker-
chief got away from her and the /
night breeze carried it to Porpoise |
Rock She twisted away her hand |
and ran after it and even disappeared |
behind the rock for an instant. She
had returned and taken her seat |
again and surrendered her hand by |
he time the Hon. John had chased |
he tear away and was ready to say:
And now. love- it is for you to say
whether this lonely life shall con-
inue or not"
The hand he held squeezed his.
81 have loved YOU since the first
moment I saw yod-"
A harder squeeze.
And ask you to be my wife"
81 viii. joint"
"By thunder. it's the widow!" ex-
claimed the Hon. John, as ne scram-
lied to his feet.
"And Wen say a month from to-
lay if that will please you'll"
The Hon John hurried away to
he hotel to consult his fat son.
"She's got you tight gov. and
QUILL have. to go through with it."
vas the information extended. put
p job, but breach of promise and all
hat if you don't stand by your word.
Splendid lookerl Splendid dresserl
superb walker! Say parent, you
ust missed making an ass of your
elf Get a move on youl"
And the Hen John did. and they
ay he has never regretted it.