Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1913-08-01

My heart beat so it shook the lace on
my breast like breeze from heaven
as he took the high note and then let
it go on the last few words
IF you love me. Molly. darling.
Let your answer be a kiss!''
4 confused recollection Of having
heard the words and tune sung by my
mother when was at the rocking age
myself brought the tears to my eyes as
| few to the window and parted the
curtains II you heard little boy an
gel singing at your easement wouldn't
you expect a cherubim face upturned
with heaven lights all over it? Billy's
face was upturned as he heard me
draw the shade, but it was streaked
like a wild Indians with decorations
of brown mud and be held a long
Shiny dshworm on the end Of stick
while he wiped his other grimy HAND
down the front of his linen blouse
Say, Molly, look at the snake
brunged youi" he exclaimed as he came
close under the sill. which is not high
from the ground. IF you put your
face down 20 the bud and sing some
thing to EN- they'll cQme outen they
holes a doodle bug coined. too. but ]
couldn't ketch EN- both. Lift NE up,
and | can put him in the water glass
on your table. He held up one muddy
paddle to me. and promptly lifted
him I'D into my arms. From the en-
brace in which he and the worm and
INDUCED my lace and dimity came
out much the worse.
THAT was a lovely song you sang
about Molly dar'ing Billy" J said
where did you hear it,"
Chats a good bug song. Molly. and
| bet can git lizard with it, too, if !
sing it right low" He began to
squirm out Of my arms toward the Ia
BILE and the glass.
''Who taught it TO you, sugar sweetT' /
persisted as l poured water in on the |
worm under his direction
Nobody taught 1t to me. Doc sings
it to me when lilly. nurse nor you |
amt there to put NE to bed. He don't !
know no good songs like Roll, Jordan. /
Roll or Hot Times or Twinkle. !
go to sleep quick cause he makes me
feel tired with his slow tune what's
only good for bugs Git a hairpin for
me to poke him with, Molly. quick"
I found the hairpin, and | don't know
why my hand tremhled as | handed it
to Billy. AS soon as he got 1t he
climbed out the window, glass. bug
and all, and 1 saw him and the red set
ter 90 down the garden walk together
in pursuit of the desired lizard. | sup
pose closed the blinds and drew the
curtains again and flung myself on my
pillow Something warm and sweet
seemed to be sweeping over me in
great waves, and felt young and
siose up to some sort Of big world
good. 1t was delicious, and don't
Know how long ] would have stayed
here just feeling it if judy hadn't
brought in my letter.
lie had written from London. and ii
vas many pages Of wonderful things
II favored with me- He told me about
Iiss Chester and what good friends
hey were and how much he hoped
he would be in HilIsboro when he got
ere. lie said that great many of her
ainty ways reminded him Of his
own slip of a girl especially the turn
( her head like flower on its stem
It that got right out. Of bed like
ack jumping out Of a box and looked
t myself In the mirror.
There is one exercise here on page
wenty that hate worst Of all You
crew up your face tight until you look :
Ike Christmas mask to get your ;