Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1913-08-21

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"Say. Molly, look at the snake brun1-
ed you'll"
My heart beat so it shook the lace on
my breast like a breeze from heaven
as he took the high note and then let
it so on the last few words:
If you love me, Molly, darling
Let your answer be a llissi
A confused recollection Of having
heard the words and tune sung by my
myself brought the tears to my eyes as
l flew to the window and parted the
curtains. If you heard little boy an
gel singing at your easement wouldn't
you expect Il cherubim face upturncd
with heaven lights all over it? Billy's
draw the shade, but it WIS Streaked
like a wild Indians with decorations
of brown mud. and he held long
Shiny tiShworm on the end of stick
while he wiped his other Grimy hand
down the front of his linen blsuse
say -hoiIN, loph ut the snake
brunged YOU" he exclaimed as he came
close under the sill. which is not high
from the ground. IF YOU put your
face down to the mud and sing some
thing to EN- they'll come outen they
holes. A doodle bug coined, too, but
couldn't ketch 'em both. Lift me up,
and can put him in the water glass
on your table" He held up one muddy
paddle to me, and promptly | lifted
him up into my arms. From the en-
brace in which he and the worm and
l INDUCED my lace and dimity came
out much the worse.
That was a lovely song you sang
about Molly. darling Billy" l said
"Where did you hear it?'
That's good bug song, Molly, and
l bet l can git lizard with it, too, if
sing 1t right low" He began to
squirm out of my arms toward the ia
BILE and the glass.
"Whotaught it to you, sugar sweet?"
l persisted as | poured water in on the
squrming worm under his direction.
it to me when lilly, nurse nor you
amt there to put me 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 q hairpin for
me to poke him with. Molly, quick
found the hairpin, and don't know
why my hand trembled as | handed it
to Billy. AS soon as he got it he
climbed out the window. glass. bug
and all, and | saw him and the red set
ter go 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
close up to some sort of big world
good 1t was delicious, and | don't
know how long | would have stayed
there just feeling it if Judy hadn't
brought in my letter.
He had written from London, and it
was many pages of wonderful things
all favored with me. He told me about
Miss Chester and what good friends
they were and how much he hoped
she would be in Hillsboro when he got
here. He said that great many of her
dainty ways reminded him of his
"own slip OF a girl" especially the turn
of her head like flower on its stem.
At that got right out of bed like
jack jumping ont Of box and looked
at myself in the mirror
There is one exercise here on page
twenty that hate worst of all. You
screw up your face tight until you look
like Christmas mask to get your
neck muscles taut and then wobble
your head around like newborn baby
until it swims. did that one twenty
extra times and all the others in pro-
portion to make up for those two hours
in bed. Hereafter III get up at the
time directed on page three or maybe
earlier. IL frightens me 10 think that
I've got only few weeks more TO turn
from cabbage rose into a lily. /
won't let myself even think luscious
peach" and string bean. II | do
get warm and happy all over and let
up on myself try when / get hun
CRY 70 think Of myself in that blue
muslin dress.
I haven't been really willing before TO
write down in this torture volume that