Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-04-25
HE Widow Darter's house


N Eg frost had offered their
N 5 kind offices, mellowing
u pleasantly it's original
glare of white. In sum-
trumpet-yine draped the
IittIe piazza which Emmy's
,,oodIe work" had helped to
" and which she and her
ps NV, admired with simple hearts.
4. Mg burr oak and the ma
\. hid the house from the road,
n ,se grassy knoll in front of the
,.,s was bare, and from this van
',.cround one could see the shallow
~ Of whitish-brown where the vii.
" street climbed the hill, the Chin
In If the houses below, and afar off,
4. rains roaring through the prai-
!, All the village was interested in
\, railway, but Emmy had an es-
~il and intimate interest because
|, sweetheart was the local agent.
/, had been her sweetheart during
10 Years, in any one of which he
|rrId have been proud and glad to
,,r her; yet this was the fifth
IN Of their betrothal, and Emmy
y irearily rejecting that they were
nearer the chance to spend their
he's together the fifth than the first.
Emmy vas hanging out clothes. It
=, four o'clock in the afternoon, but
N had lust brought out the large
s;tet and was pinning the garments
bhe line, while Virginia, her sister,
Little girl in short skirts and a blue
ssked apron, helped with the less
srbrOus stockings and handker-
iaB The child was pretty. She
hl a fresh color and curly yellow
hr. Emmy's hair was black, and
visited in braid about a shapely
lead.
The widow Darter sat on the piazza
d "a large Nottingham. She rocked.
l. she rocked, she moaned piteously.
4 intervals she changed the sibilant
roan into a hollow grooming sound.
Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear, oh dear,
lear!" walled the widow. "Um-m!
mMI um-m-m-m!"
The little girl flung a frown of i'm
Eience over her shoulder. 81 don't
W why mamma makes such an awful
aEet!." she snapped.
She SUFFERS said Emmy.
We'll, she needn't holler so if she
hes" cried Virginia, rebelliously. Il
Dow she wouldn't let me holler when
subbed my toe. It hurt awful, tool
Emmy said nothing.
Say, are you going to the picnic
lib Bert tomorrow afternoon?" said
le child.
No, jimmy, I don't see how / can.
others so sick"
Well, told Bert I was willing to
lie care Of mamma; and he said he'd
" ne new doll if l would. I guess
wants you to go awful
Ohh dear! Oh-h dear!" droned
sufferer on the piazza.
We'll, l can't" said Emmy. 81
Sh you'd run and ask mother if she
ants anything"
lSpose she wants you to read to
u she says l don't read with ex-
Sacn,' said the little girl. "But
we all read out; you put off the
Snlng to read the end of "A Ro-
ace OF Two Worlds and we've got
Wall until No. 8 comes in! Albert
u lea sent for whooping big pile
COOKS from Davenport; you can get
j at the dry-goods stores for five
US a book. And Mrs. Conner'll
IS lnem up, won't she, when she
.eS. She's got to go for her board
Emmy nodded. Mrs. Darter
-S4eu more softly, a sign that she
distracted by something from her
= snefs Of mind or body. jimmy
','eIed on. Miss Ann Bigelow told
aiS' Corners going to have a girl
u Tie University of Chicago for a
''uef this time, but she's only COM
'u' a Week. Sibyl Edmunds knows
well And, Emmy, she takes pic
y and she's going to bring her
-llily! Emmy! there comes Mrs.
,leF' screamed her mother.
= words were accompanied by the
:. Oh a white horse and an ancient
s'On (which had been newly wash
AZ. INC occaslon) just beyond the
y, at the gate. Mrs. Corners
81. - Presence filled the better part
!. NC seat, but the eyes of all the
l'; :; travelled at once to the slim
. gray covert-cloth who sat be-
!. uer' The girl looked like hum
! : u rather pretty American girls,
o,, say eyes and brown hair and
f''S IN their cheeks.
~ :. conner had stopped the horse.
sa ,ssponded to Emmy's greeting by
i n her to the girl in gray.
es. nOrls Keith; she's going to the
Il ~ University. She knows
:. fhen she f1shed out a pack
U I'D the luggage heaped at their
., nefe's the books. That your
/. On the piazza?"
n. Il IN response, a few hollow
S. noated from the rocking-cha
Il H. a seems in great PAIN" said Miss
Us, sympathetically.
~ lair skin Redeemed painful
OrnsS ~ she-she isn't we'll" she