The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1914-04-24

But" he interrupted, there's acres
of them going to waste. Why on earth
shouldn't you have them?"
"Of course know better today, but
there was "a special reason. We
have none and this Is the nearest
place where they grow. My mother
wanted some for this particular day"
Good heavens" he cried. you
don't think you can't go right on TAX
ing them? Why, you can ''scape Off
with the whole garden any time!"
A droll little CLEAN of azure mis-
chief darted at him suddenly out Of
her eyes and then lodged back again.
Aren't you just little rash with
other peoples property"
"Other people's?'
What will the owner say?"
He bent back one of the long jessar
mine stems and wound 1t around the
others. Il can answer for him. Be-
sides, owe you something, you know.
| robbed you this morning-of your
brush"
She looked at him, abruptly serious
"Why did you do that?'
Sanctuary. His two beady eyes
begged so hard for it. Twenty raven
GUS hounds they said. and dozen
galloping horses. And look what a
poor shivering little red-brown NOR
sci ami"
For just an instant the bronze-gold
head gave quick imperious toss, like
a high-mettled pony under the flick
of the whip. But as suddenly the
shadow of resentment passed; the
mobile face under the bent hat-brim
turned thoughtful. She looked again
at him. do you think it's wrong to
kill things?" she asked gravely.
"Oh, dear, no." he smiled. II
haven't single ism. I'm not even a
vegetarian"
But you would be if you had to kill
your own meat?''
Perhaps. So many Of US would.
AS a matter Of fact, don't hunt my
self, but I'm no reformer."
why don't you hunt?"
II don't enjoy It," He flushed
slightly. II hate firearms" he said, q
trifle difficulty II always have. I
don't know why. Idiosyncrasy, sup
pose. But I shouldn't care for hunt
ing, even with bows and arrows. I
would kill tiger or poisonous rep
tile, or anything else, in case Of neces-
sity. But even then l should hardly
enjoy 1t. I know some animals are
pests and have to be killed. Some
men do, too. But don't like to do 1t
myself"
Wouldn't that theory lead to a
wholesale evasion Of responsibility"
Perhaps I'm MO philosopher But
blackbird or a red fox is so pretty,
even when he Is thieving, that I'd let
him have the corn. I'm like the
Lord High Executioner in The MI
kado' who was 30 tender-hearted that
he couldn't execute anybody and
planned to begin with guinea-pigs and
work up. Only I'm afraid I couldn't
even manage the guinea-pigs."
She laughed. you wouldn't find
many to practice on here. Do you
raise guinea-pigs up North?"
"Ah," he said ruefully, "you tag me,
too. Have l by chance large letter
N tattooed upon my manly brow? But
I suppose it's the accent Uncle JEFF
ferson catalogued me in five minutes.
He said he didn't know why I was
from de Norf,' but he knowed' 1t.
I've annexed him and his wife, by the
way"
you're lucky to have them. Unc'
Jefferson and Aunt Daph might have
slipped out of plantation Of the last
century. They're absolutely ante-bel-
lum. Most of the negroes are more
or less spoiled. as you'll find, I'm
afraid" She turned the conversation
bluntly. Had you seen Damory
Court before?"
mo, never"
do you like the general plan of the
placer"
do I like it," cried John Valiant.
do like it,"
A quick pleasure glanced across her
face. Its nice Of you to say 1t that
way. We ask that question so often
it's become mechanical. You see. it's
our great show-place."
At that moment patter of foot
steps and shrill shrieks came flying
over the last-year's leaves beyond the
lilac bushes. It's Hickey Snyder" she
said, peering out smilingly as two
children, pursued and pursuer, burst
into view. "Hush!" she whispered;
II wonder what they are up to-"
The pair came in whirl through
the bushes. The foremost was a
seven-year-old negro girl, in single
short cottonade garment, wizened,
barelegged and bareheaded, her black
wool parted In little angular patches
and tightly wrapped with bits Of cord.
The other was white and as freckled
as turkeys egg, with hair cropped
like a boys. She held carving
knife cut from single, whose edge
had been deeply ensanguined by poke
berry juice. The pursued one STUN
bied over root and came to earth in