The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1914-01-03
THE EVENING STORY l'
THE O RcUs.

Daisy Boyd was ironing a white
dress In a Kitchen which a July u
n a roaring WOO fire made intol-
erably hot There were no screens at
the open windows and flies am in
at will. The whitewash was yellow
with pancake smudge and the floor
needed scrubbing. 1t was Il perfect
combination for discomfort, and only
youth and ~stupendous Joy could have
risen above 1t. Daisy had both and
she sang at her work.
Moreover, she saw visions as she
piled the iron-visions, glowing, mar
vellous. Of the tagging morrow when
she should be wearing the white dress
n her new pink belt and going to
town with Jason. For Jason had &C.
tually asked her, though there was
another girl. the daughter Of the
man he worked for. he could have
a just as we'll as not. Daisy felt
sorry for Mary Andrews. Certainly
she had never dreamed thai Jason
would ask her, yet he had. And she
was going to town tomorrow with
Jason to see the circus:
Daisy had never seen q circus. She
had never even seen a circus parade.
but she thought she knew something
about it nevertheless. for Jason had
told her. He had gone as far as
Bainbridge to- see one. His ideas of
the performance were extremely
vague. for he had been quite a little
boy. He was not SD very old now.
only t%wenty-one. but he already had
struck out for himself. He said he
was going to save money and buy
farm. And of course when he got the
farm he would have. to have a wife
Suppose he should want Daisy Boyd!
Daisy adored Jason. She had grown
up beside him and she knew that he
was the finest and handsomest man
that lived. 1t was a marvel to her
that he should condescend to notice
her. h Was only Daisy Boyd. Her
father had never got along. He did
not even own the little side-hill place
they lived on. There was a big FAM
lily and her mother was sickly. They
had a hard time to get along Jason's
people had always looked down on
them and she felt it. To her humble
little soul it was a great honor that
Jason should ask her to go anywhere
with him.
Clank-clank-clank! Two fat farm
horses were coming down the road
dragging "a pair of whiffletrees at
their heels and raliing up a cloud Of
yellow dust with every step. Beside
rolled to the shoulder. b~areheaded,
sunburned and wholesome, whistling
meaninglessly and watching the Boyd
windows.
Daisy heard him coming and ran
to the door. Her face was moist with
heat, her hair an aura Of curls, her
old shirtwaist open at the throat, and
as she leaned out through the vines
h made a charming picture. .'Iiel-
10, JASON" she said.
I'll be after You at eleven" Jason
said.
The horses had clanked on. He
looked after them. "Ill have to run
or they'll get. home before 1 do" he
laughed and hurried by
When he vanished at the turn Daisy
went back to her ironing.
Eleven to morrow 1t seemed to
impatient: Daisy that it: never would
come. Yet it did. She rose at s and
did a hundred things. and at last
found herself free to prepare.fo
Jason's coming: She got dressed half
an hour too soon. 1t was hot in her
room. SO she went downstairs. Her
mother was fussing in the pantry. She.
came out with a package in. her
hands. =.
1--WE put UP some luncr-enough.
for both of you. Jason will be hun
Cry il, you amt. Come here. Let's
see how you look She had to UNI
dcrgo inspection. The baby. toddied
UP and grasped a handful Of her
White dress, leaving slightly smudgy