The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1914-04-30

hair, and the eggs are olive color
How pretty the hedge looks now, al
tangled with FREELY sparksl"
Doesn't it, Uncle Jefferson calls
them lightning bugs"
The name is much more pic
tEresque. But all the darky sayings
are. Do you find him and Aunt
Daphne useful?"
HE has been a godsend,' he said
feryently: "and her cooking has
taught me to treat her with passion
about fowers-it's surprising how
many kinds he knows He's walking
herbarium."
Come and see mine" she said.
Roses are our specialty-we have to
live up to the Rosewood name. But
beyond the arbors, are beds and beds
OF other flowers. See-by this big
tree are speed-well and delphinium.
The tree is a black-walnut. It's q
dreadful thing to have one as big as
that. When you want something that
costs lot of money you go and look
at 1t and wonder which you want
most, that particular luxury or the
tree | know a girl who had two in
her yard only little bigger than this.
and she went to Europe on them. But
30 far I've always voted for the tree.
How does your garden come on?'
"Famously Uncle Jefferson has
shanghaied half-dozen negro gar
deners-from where l can't imagine
and he's having the time of his life
hectoring over them. He refers to the
upper and lower terraces as 'up-and-
downstairs I've got seeds. but it
will be a long time before they
flower"
"Oh, would you like some slips"
she cried. COR, better still, l can
give you the roses already rooted
Mad Charles and Marechal Neil and
Cloth of Gold and cabbage and ram
blers. We have geraniums and
fuchsias, too. and the coral honey
suckle. That's different from the wild
one, you know"
you are too good! II you would
only advise me where to set them!
But l dare say you think me presum-
ing"
She turned her full face to him. |
F" 'Presuming!' You're Furnishing me |
now for the dreadful way | talked to
you about Damory Court-before |
knew who you we're. Oh, it was I'M
pardonable! And after the splendid
thing you had done-I read about it
that same evening--with your money,
| meant"
NO, moi" he protested. There
was nothing splendid about it. 1t was
only pride You see the corporation
was my fathers great idea-the thing
no created and put his soul into-and
1t was laundering. / know that would
have hurt him. One thing I've wanted
to say to you. ever since the day we
talked together-about the duel. |
want to say that whatever lay behind
I, my fathers whole life was darkened
by that event Now that l can put
two and two together, l know that it
vas the cause of his sadness"
"Ah, l can believe that she re-
)lied.
81 think he had only two interests
myself and the corporation. So you
zee why I'd rather save that and be a
'eggar the rest of my natural life.
'ut I'm not beggar Damory Court T'
lone is WORTH know it nova hun (
red times what | left"
You are so utterly different from 2
that | imagined you!" 2
Il could never have imagined you," .
e said, never" .
Il must be terribly outre." =
you are so many women in one.
When l listened to your harp playing
could hardly believe it was the same
on saw galloping across the fields T
lat morning. Now you are different
oman from both of those" c
AS she looked at him, her lips curled
orner-wise. her foot slipped on the a
oward him and he caught her, feel NJ
lg for sharp instant the adorable X
earness of her body. 1t ridged all his Il
kin with creeping delight She re- &
overed her footing with an exclama- 81
ion, and turned back somewhat abb N;
lptly to the porch where she seated
erself on the step, drawing her filmy
lirt aside to make a place for him.
here was a moment of silence which :,
Q broke.
THAT exquisite serenade you were T
laying! You know the words, OF 7
,urse." a
They are more lovely, If possible.
an the score. Do you care for "
,etry?"
I've always loved II" he said. I've "
zen reading some lately--a little old O.
shioned book l found at Damory
,urt It's Lucille Do you know it?' b
Yes. It's my mothers favorite.
He drew 1t from his pocket. See,
e got 1t here. It's marked, too"
He opened it, to close 1t instantly
t, however, before she had put out 40
r hand and laid 1t, palm down, on 20
e page That rose! Oh, let me fe,
We it," mi
"Neverl" he protested. Look here. Di
hen | put 1t between the leaves, l irr
/ so at random. l didn't see till co