The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1914-05-28
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cause Of that that he was little better
than a beggar. and said those hor-
rible thingsl" Again she bent her
eyes. rereading the sentences; Took
his detractors by surprise
had Just sustained grilling at the
hands OF the states examiner which
might we'll have dried at their fount
the springs OF sympathy"
She crushed up the paper In her
hand and rested her forehead on the
wet rail. idiotically rich-a vandal-
a useless. purse-proud naneur. She
had called him all thatl She could
still see the paleness OF his look as
she had said IT,
Shirley, cverexcited as she still was.
felt the sobs returning. These. how.
ever, did not last long and In mo
ment she found herself smiling again.
Though she had hurt him, she had
saved him, tool When she whispered
this over to herself II still thrilled and
startled her. She folded the paper
and hastened on under the cherry
trees
h<nhoAihc, euo htkfO thtu Whn Woie-
Ing anxioosiy on the porch. She was
thin to spareness. with q face as
brown AZ q tobacco leaf. restless black
eyes and wool neatly pinned and set
on by an amber comb.
Honey called Emmaiine. Use
heep fesrin' To- yo' wild all that light
min r'arin' eroun'. Yo' got tn Jess
mine' Give 'em to Em1ine. She'll Ak
'em all nice, les how Mis- Judith like"
"All right. Emmaline." roplied Shir-
ley. And I'll go and dress. Has
mother missed me?"
Nom. She ain lef huh room this
whole blessed day. Now yo barth's
all ready-all 'cep'n tn hot watah.
en- SEN Ranston with that tn fus'
thing Yo' hurry en- peel them wet
close OF yo'se'f, or yo' have one O.
them digested chills."
Her young mistress flown and the
hot water despatched, the negro WON
an spread cloth on the floor and
began to cut and dress the long stalks
of the flowers. This done she fetched
bowls and vases. and set the pearly
white clumps here and thereon th'
dining-room sideboard. the hall man
tel and the desk OF the living-room-
till the delicate fragrance filled th'
house. quite vanquishing the rose
scent from the arbors.
| AS the trim colored woman move,
lightly about In the growing dusk
with the low click OF glass and NUT
a cane sounded. and she ran to thu
hall, where Mrs. cambridge was de
scending the stairway. one slim Whit
hand holding the banister. under th'
edge OF white silk shawl whicl
dropped its heavy fringes to her daint
ily.shod feet. On the lower step sh
halted. looking smilingly about at tn
blossomin5 bowls.
Don they smell up tn Who'll
house?" said Emmaline. Il know
y'o be pleas. Mis- Judith. Now pu
yo' han on nah shouldah en- Ill TAX
yo' to yo' big cha'h."
They crossed the hall. the dusk,
form beading to the fragile pressure
the fingers. Now heah's yo cha't
Ranston he made up little hah tes
TO take tn damp out. en- tn big lamp
lit. en- Miss shirley'll be down righ
quick"
A moment later. In fact. Shirley d.
scended the stair. in filmy gown Q
India-muslin, With a narrow betting c
gold. against whose lowing sleeve
J her bare arms showed with a fiushe
! pinkness the hue Of the pale corr
beads about her neck. The dam
newspaper was in her hand. =
At her step her mother turned hs
: head: she was listening intently
voices that came from the garden
: chiid's shrill treble opposing Rar
ston's stentorian grumble.