Arizona republican., 1912-03-28

last thing the twins heard was Arthur saying:
 Let's duck our heads till we're out of this place, dearest"
 So from the platform outside where the twins were met by Aunt Doris and Uncle Cal Narcissa looking in at their window saw no one.
 ''They's two in there on their we'd ding trip" she told Aunt Doris.
 Isn't it just sweet, Aunt Doddy, Valora added.
 And on that drive 10 the Cal Barry farm. Narcissa determined to begin a diary. The team spanked along the hot brown road They passed many trees. their branches heavy with gleaming red cherries.
 And there's baby river.' Valora cried. There's a most heavenly cow" breathed Narcissa, pointing ii out to Uncle Cal. And is that her little calf?"
 That's holstcin." he told her. Our neighbor. old samuel Blood. has a herd of them. he's rich. Here's his house we're coming 10 now,'
 Plainly the house belonged 10 a rich man. IL was pink stone, two stories high. with three gables. Bushes laden with roses grew along the walks. There was an iron deer, an iron bull dog. very savage in appearance, and an iron shepherd dog; this fauna was scattered expensively over the wide lawn. He was surely a very rich man. The curtains were all down. which, ex- cept that it was such a beautiful house. would have seemed a little gloomy.
 On past the house, down in another meadow, a little old man in blue shirt, overalls and great white hat was fish ing at stream. He looked up and nodded; Uncle Cal nodded back.
 That's old Samuel Blood he said. Here's our house next"
 IL was a pretty house too, not large, but of nice red brick.
 The beginning of Narcissa's diary was made that night by moonlight, upon a piece of brown paper. She meant it to be a secret for awhile. She wrote:
 ''I like the Barry's house, but how should love 10 visit in beautiful house like the Bloods Uncle Gals mother, old Mrs. Barry, is pralatic criple. Old MT Barry asks good many blessings the one for supper to- night was we are sensibal that our life is in your keeping oh lord and we thank thee for prOlonging life. There was more of it. I asked Aunt D. how to spell prolonging.'
 I, Narcigco hiI tho r1fpcp nf paper and pencil under corner of the rug and slipped quickly into bed.
 "Twinies." old Mr Barry called from his shady corner of the back poch next morning. you can go over the meadow far as the brook-that brooks mine and my sons, but don't go t'other side of it.'
 It was so early that the dow had not yet dried on the meadow grass as across it, hand-in-hand, skipped the twins
 This is the brook where rich Mr. Blood was fishing yesterday. down at that end near the road" Vaiora said as they came 10 the brook.
 But tho brook blongs to MT Barry" Narcissa said.
 A queer laugh sounded from the other side of the stream. The twins looked up. and partly hidden in a clump of bushes, discovered old Sam uel Blood.
 Mir. Barrys brook. eh?" he said
 He gave long, low chucklo
 MT. Barry's brook, Well | guess not. little girls, I guess not,'
 He kept on chuckling he guessed not.
 Be you twins?" he finally asked, looking up at them.
 They both nodded.
 "Pollards." Narcissa answered
 Uncle Cal Barry married our Aunt Doris. Grandmother Pollard's daugh- ter" Valora added
 She's a nice, pretty girl too. Cal Barry's got" Old Mir Blood opened his blue eyes approvingly.
 She's lovely" Narcissa smiled at him.
 "Cal Barry's all right, too" Mir. Blood told them, but he's putting burden on his young wife-taking care of his father and mother when their own daughter ought to be home doing it,"
 Where IS their own daughter" ven tured Valora.
 Oyer in the next county, trimmin' hats. Shes a milliner!" Mir. Blood chucklcd again.
 He went on laughing, but it was not a mirthful laugh.
 She needn't a left here my boy minds his dad: hc wouldn't lose his chance of place like that over yon- der," MT Blood nodded backward where the pink stone house loomed in its rich beauty. They needn't a let her go-hc went
 Did they fall in love-" Narcissa asked softly.
 The old man started and looked sharply at her
 Thought they did," he said Tt was just young folks contrariness- but what d'you know about it--ill he bound now,"
 This time his laugh was very pleas ant. vited, and sit here quiet and see me catch a fish. Down there's narrow place. you can jump over"
 A moment later on either side of old Samuel Blood, a Pollard twin nestled This brook" he told them, is | mine! The only thing that can stop me fishing in 1t is a shot gun. Why l lon't Barry try that?" He began | again. Why don't he go 10 | law: because he's mortgaged and can't l