Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-04-12


= it at last-of a book is the fifth.
1t says
.!Breakfast-Hone slice OF dry toast,
one egg, fruit and tablespoonful of
baked cereal, small cup of coffee, no
sugar, no cream" and me with two
Jersey cows full of the richest cream
in Hillsboro, Harpeth Valley, out in
my pasture!
"Dinner-one small lean chop, slice
of toast, spinach, green beans and let
tuce salad. No desert or sweet" The
bluegrass in my ward is full of fat
little fryers and l wish 1 were a
sheep If 1 have to eat lettuce and
spinach for grass. At least I'd have
more than one chop inside me then.
"Supper-slice of toast and an ap-
pie" Why the apple? Why supper
at all?
Oh, I'm hungry, hungry until | cry
in my sleep when I dream about a
muffin, / thought at first that get
ting out of bed before my eyes are
| fairly open and turning myself into
a circus actor by doing every kind
| of overland, foot, arm and leg con-
| tortion that the mind of cruel man
could invent to torture a human be-
ing with, would kill me before l had
been at it week, but when / read on
page sixteen that as soon as all that
| horror was over | must jump right
| into the tub of cold water, / kicked,
metaphoricaT1y speaking, and I've
| been kicking ever since, literally to
| keep from freezing.
| But as cruel death as freezing is.
| it doesn't compare to the fortunes OF
being melted. Judy administers II TO
me and her faithful heart is so wrung
| with compassion that she perspires
almost as much as | do. She wrings
a linen sheet out in a caldron of boil
| ing water and shrouds me in it
| for the agony-and then more and
more blanket windings envelop me
J until am like the mummy of some
I Egyptian giantess. I have ice on the
back of my neck and my forehead
and murder for the whole world in
my heart. Once | got so discouraged
at the idea of having all this hades
in this life that ! mingled tears WITH
the beads OF perspiration that rolled
down my cheeks, and she snatched
me out of those steaming grave
| clothes in less time than it takes Ia
tell it. soused me in tub of cold
water, fed me a chicken wing and
hot biscuit and the information that
I was good-looking enough for any
body to eat up alive without all this
folishness." all in a very few seconds
Now I have to beg her to help me
and / heard her tell her nephew, who
does the gardening, that she felt like
an undertaken with such goings-on
At any rate, if 1t all kills me it won't
be my fault if anybody has to lie in
saying that ] was "beautifui IN
death"
But now that more than month
has passed, i really don't mind it SO
much. / feel so good and strong and
prancy all the time that ] can't keep
from bubbling. | have to smile at
myself.
Then another thing that helps is
Billy and his ball. l never could real
" play with him before, but now |
can't help it. But an awful thing hap
pened about that yesterday We were
in the garden playing over by the
lilac bushes and Billy always beats
me because when he runs to base
he throws himself down and slides
along on the grass on his little stom-
ach as he sees the real players do
over at the ball grounds. Then all
of a sudden, before l knew it, | just
did the same thing, and we slid to
the flower pot we use as a base to-
| gether each on his own stomach
! And what did Billy do but begin
| right there on the grass the kind OF
a tussle we always have in the big
rocking chair on the porch! over
and over we rolled, Billy chuckllng
and squealing while / laughed my
self all out of breath. I'm glad j al
ways would wear delicious petticoats
for there, looking right over my front
fence. L discovered Judge Benton
Wade. I wish / could write down
how felt, for l never had that SEN
sation before, and I don't believe III
ever have it again.
! / have always thought that Judge
Wade was really the most wonderful
man in Hillsboro, not because he is
a Judge so young in life that there
| is only a white sprinkle in his lovely
black hair that grows back off his
head like Napoleon's and Charles
Wesley's, but because of his smile,
which you wait for so long that you
| glow all over when you get it. L
have seen him do it once or twice at
his mother when he seats her in their
pew at church, and once at little
Mamie Johnson when she gave him a
| flower through their fence as he
passed by one day last week, but |
never thought l should have one all
to myself But there it was, most
beautiful one, long and slow and
distinctly mine-at least ] didn't
think much of it was for Billie. ] sat
up and blushed as red all over as |
do when I first hit that tub Of cold
water.
II hope you'll forgive an in
| truder, Mrs. Carter, but bow
could a mortal resist a peep into the
garden of the gods If he spied
the queen and her fann at play?" he
said in a voice as wonderful as the
smile. BY that time / had reefed in
my ruffies around my feet and pushed
| in all my hairpins. Billy stood
spread-legged as near in front of me
as he could get and said in the rudest
possible tone of voice: