Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1913-07-18

under nay iastes because was AFRAID
to risk looking straight at him again
50 soon could fairly feel Aunt Ade-
lines eyes boring into my back
-'it would take the hydra headed
monster of-may bring nay mother 70
call On you and the-Mrs Henderson,
he asked and poured the wonder smile
all over the. Again ! almost caught
my breath.
u do wish you would, Aunt Adeline
il 50 fond Of Mrs Wade!' said in
positive dutter that { hope be didn't
see. but I am afraid he did. for he
hesitated as II be wanted to say some
thing to calm me. then bowed merci-
fully and went on down the street
He didn't pnt On the hat be had held
in his hand ali the while he stood By
the fence until he had looked back and
bowed again Then felt still more
auttered as went into the house. but
I received the third cold plunge OF tie
day when I reached the front ball
Mary" said Aunt Adeliue in a voice
that sounded as II if had been buried
and never resurTected. If you are 90
ing to continue in such an unseemly
course Of conduct hope you viii re-
move your mourning. which is an emp
ty morkery and an insult to my own
widowhood
Yes. Aunt Ade!ine. III 20 take &
on this very minute" heard myself
answer her airiiy 10 my own astonish
meut I might have known that Il 8
ever cot one Of those smiles il would
% 10 my head Without another word
I sailed into my room and closed the
door softly
wonder II God could have realized
what a tender thing he was leaving
exposed 20 life 10 the garden Of the
world after be bad finished making
woman? Traditionally we are Great
al on II rose leaves and star dust and
the harmony Of tie winds. but We need
a steel chain netting 10 feud rs SLOW
IL { unbuttoned that black dress that
symboiized the ending Of six years Of
the biack1ess OF a married life. from
which { had been p0werless 10 fend
myself. and the rosy. dimnling thing
in snowy lingerie With tags Of blue
ribbon fhat stood in front OF my mir
ror was as rev born as any other hour
Old similar bundle OF linen and lace
in HilisbOro. Tenn. Fortunately. an
old. year before last white lawn dress
could lie pulled from the top shelf Of
the closet in a hurry, and the Molly
that came OUT Of that room was ready
for Hfe-aH1 a lot Of it quick aud fast
And again. fortunately. Aunt Adeiine
had retired with a violent headache
and black Judy was carrying her in a
hot water bottle with e broad grin on
her face. Judy sees the world from
the kitchen window and understands
everything. She had laid q large thick
letter on the hall table where / couldn't
fail 10 see II.
took possession OF it and carried If
to q bench in the garden that backs Up
against the purple sprayed liiacs ara
is banked by two rows Of tall purple
and white iris that stand in line ready
for Virginia reel wiki a delicate row
OF rhe uoets narcissus across tie broad
path love my covers I love them
swaying on their stems IN the wind.
and / ike to snatch them and crush
the life out OF them against ny breast
and face ! have been 10 bed every
night this spring with bunch OF cool
violets against my cheek. and ! feel
that | am going to hlrt with my tail
row Of hollyhocks as soon as they are
old enough to hold up their beads and
take notice They always remind me
OF very stately gentlemen, and have
wondered Il the fluffy little butter and
eggs weren't shaking their rufles at
them
A real love letter ought to be Ike
cream pun with drop Of dynamite in
It. Alfred's was that kind. ! felt warm
and happy down TO my toes as read
il. and turned sr0und SO old Lilac
Bush couldn't peep over my shoulder
at what be said
He wrote from Rome this time.
where he had been sent on some sort
Of diplomatic mission TO the Vatican.
and his letter about the ancient city
on her seven hills was a prose poem
In itself. was so interested that
read on and on and forgot it was al
most toast-apple time.
OF course anybody that is anybody
would be interested in Father Tiber
and the old Coliseum. but what made
me forget the one slice OF dry toast
and the apple was the way he seemed
TO be connecting me up with all those
wonderful old antiquities that bad nev
er even seen me- Because OF me be had
felt and written that poem descriptive
of old Tiber. and the moonlight dad III
up the old Coliseum just because !
was over here lighting up Hillsboro.
Tenn. with Mr.. Carter dead or course
that is not the way he put il all. but
there IS no place TO really copy what
he did say down into this imp book
Anyway, that is the sentiment he ex
pressed when Il is boiled down and
sugared OF.
That's inst what I mean Love boil
ed down and sugared of is mighty apt