Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-08-02

you NEEDN'T TOUCH YOUR BANK Ao-
COUNT"
| will write friend in Grand Rapids
today to select you the very best and
send them at once"
Freckles' eyes were shining.
Never owned book in my life!" he
said Even me schoolbooks were
never mine. Lord, how used to
wish l could have just one of them
for me very own. Won't it be fun to
see me sawbird and me little yellow
! fellow looking at me from the pages
of book and their real names and
all about them printed alongside?"
III have Duncan get you ten
bushel store box the next time he goes
to town." said Mclean. You can
put in your spare time filing it with
the specimens you pick up until the
books come. and then you can study
out what you have. | suspect you
could find lot of stuff that | could
sell for you I'll order you butterfly
net and box and show you how sci
entists pin specimens. But l don't
want to hear of your killing any birds.
They are protected by heavy fines"
Mclean rode away and left Freckles
staring aghast Then he saw the point
and grinned sheepishly. Standing on
the trail he twirled the feather and
thought the morning over.
"Well. If life amt getting TO be
worth living" he said wonderingly.
biggest streak of luck ever had.
Bout time something was coming my
way. but I wouldn't ever thought any
BODY could strike such prospects
through just a falling feather"
On Duncan'S return from his next
trip to town there was a store box
loaded on the back of his wagon. He
drove to the west entrance of the
swamp. set the box on a stump that
Freckles had selected in a beautiful
and sheltered place and made it secure
on it's foundation with tree at its
back.
1T seems most pity to nail into
that tree said Duncan. II hadna the
time to examine into the grain of it.
but It looks rs if it might be rare
ane. Anyhow. the nailin' Wilma hurt
it deep. and havin' the case by it will
make it safer if it is a guild ane.'
Isn't it an Oak?" asked Freckles.
save" said Duncan. ut looks like it
might be ane of thae fine grained
golden anes that max such grand fur
niture."
When rhe body of the case was Sc
cure Duncan made door out of the
lid and fastened it on with hinges. He
drove staple screwed ca a latch and
gave Freckles q small paddock. so that
he might safely fasten in his treasures.
He made a shelf in the top for the
books and last of all covered the case
with oilcloth
1t was the first time in Freckles' life
that any one had ever done that much
for his pleasure. and it warmed his
heart with pure joy.
"Mr Duncan" he said, Il don't
know why you are being so mighty 4
good to me. but if you have any jobs
up at the cabin that could do for you
Or Mrs. Duncan hours off the line 1t
would make me mighty happy"
"Freckles." said Duncan as be began
gathering up his tools. II Gamma see
that it will hurt We to be told that We
ire dOin' every day a thing that
pleases the boss rs much as anything
re could do Ye're bein' uncommon
lad. and honest as old Father
Time. Mclean is trustin' We as he
would his own flesh and blood"
"Oh. Duncan cried the boy. care
Tou sure?"
''Why. I know" answered Duncan.
] wadna venture TO say else. In
hose first days he cautioned me ma
o tell We that, but now he wadna