The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-03-07
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sREcKLEs' BUTTERFLIES.

nut on the trail the Bird Woman
I'M wheeled on Mclean with a
IU dumfoundod look
do you thing the angel
knew she dd that?" she asked softly.
NO" said Mclean. II do not. But
the poor boy knew IT, Heaven help
him.
The Bird Woman stared across the
gently waving swale. Il don't see
how | am going TO blame her" she
said at last. Its 80 exactly what
would have done myself"
Say the rest" demanded Mclean
hoarsey. "Do him Justice"
"He Is born gentleman" conceded
the Bird Woman. 'IIe took no ad.
vantage. He never even offered 10
touch her Whatever that kiss meant
20 him. he recognized It was the low
ing impulse OF child under stress OF
strong emotion. He was fine and man.
ly as any man ever could have been"
Mclean lifted his hat. THANK you"
he said simply and parted the bushes
for her 10 enter Freckles' room.
II was her first visit, and before she
left she sent for her cameras and
made studies of each side OF II and Of
the cathedral. She was entranced with
the delicate beauty OF the place. and
her eyes kept following Freckles as II
she could not believe that II could be
his conception and work.
That was a happy day The Bird
Woman had brought lunch. and they
% trr.,IrIagt IN
study floor and sat about resting and
enjoying themselves. But the angel
put her banjo into its case, silently
gathered up her music. and no one
mentioned the concert.
The Bird Woman left Mclean and
the angel TO clear away the lunch and
with Freckles examined the walls OF
his room and told him all she knew
about his shrubs and flowers. She an
alyzed n cardinal flower and showed |
him what he had all summer wanted |
20 know-why the bees buzzed inef
fectually about Il while the humming |
birds found in II an ever ready feast.
Some OF his specimens were so rare
that she was unfamiliar with them.
and with the flower book between
them they knelt. studying the different
varieties She wandered the length of
the cathedral aisle with him. and II
was ut her suggestion that he lighted
his altar with a row OF flaming foxflre.
As Freckles came up TO the cabin
from his long day at the swamp he
saw Mrs. Chicken sweeping away TO
the south and wondered where she was
going. He stepped into the bright.
cory little kitchen. and as he reached {
down the wash basin he asked Mrs.
Duncan a question.
Mother Duncan. do kisses wash
orr"
Lord. na Freckles" she cried. AT
least the anes ye get from people ye
love dinna They dlnna stay on the
outside They strike in until they find
the center OF your heart and make
their stopping place there. and naeth.
ing can take them from ye-l doubt II
even death. Ma, lad. ye can be rect
sure kisses dinna wash or"
Freckles set the basin down and NUT
tered. Il needn't be afraid to be wash
ing. then. for that one struck In"
Il wish" said Freckies at breakfast !
one morning. that had some way TO
be sending a message TO 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 T."
what nov, Frecklesy asked Mis-. .
Duncan.
Why. the oldest thing you ever !
heard Of said Freckles. The whole
Insect tribe gone on a spree. I'm sup !,
posing lis ny fault bat Il all hap I
psasd By accideat-iike. You zee. on ).
TIE svsle ode Of The line. hight !,
against me trai. there's one Of these
scrub Wild crab trees Where the :.
grass grows Thick about - Ia the :,
lneSf place yOg eTsr conceived Of for
snakeS- Having women sb0ut has Get 81
re trying 70 clean out those fellows e.
rst. ard yesterday noticed that tree q
10 passing IL struck me that IL
would bS a zood ifea % he taking IL d
Dot First { thought IA take me y
lstcss< snd cut II a0pn. for Il amt Il
.Escksr Eaas rae gypsr arm. Teen o.
h0v 70 vss DsooEning In -
ne sDgiaz ss6 sll.az al the afr With 2
s1sst1eas. The e1lorisz o. the Di0s~ d
lD1as is Ees1tifsl, aEG ! hated % be
ding - I Just cst me grass short ~
u sSDpt T. Then I Stared at the y