The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1914-08-28

l? He did keep err way from Kip err
little while fer me. didn't he, mani
my 2" she begged.
"Er course he did. honey, er course
her mother answered.. DeStoWing more
eager careSSes OF the baby.
but. OH" Mary cried and pressed
her hand to her temple, ''oh, nanny.
l ought ter err KEEP him altergether;
there must or been somethin' l could
err said to keep him-some way-ef l
could er jest thought of hit! Oh, mann
N.Y. she appealed to the older woman.
what was hit l oughter er said ter
him.
Mrs. Reddin's reply was drowned in
a sudden burst of deep baying from
old Turk, the hound, who had been
lying, to all appearances, fast asleep in
the damp, delicious GOODNESS Of the
frightening grass of the yard. but who
now aroused himself to apparent feroc-
ity as he perceived the approach OF
Johnny Snyder, Grin Snyder's fourth
boy. Arrived at the yard gate, this
young gentleman paused discreetly.
why howdy, Johnny! Come right
ill.," Mrs. Reddin called out Hospitality.
I'm 'fraid err ther dog he cried
back. still keeping the gate securely
closed.
Jaw. he won't trouble yer. Turk,
YOU behave yerself now. Go lie down,
sir. There now. Yer come right in, an
eff yer don't act like Yer scared of him
he won't do er thing ter yer"
well, yer keep err watch on him
then" Johnny replied. opening the gate
with extreme caution and ready to
slam it hastily shut at any further
demonstration from the enemy, for he
had an immense regard for the calves
of his slim ten-year-old legs. Coming
tilmorously up the yard path, he paused
at length ut the porch steps, Ticking ut
the long grass with a peeled switch
which he carried and keeping N eye
still cooked on the hound.
"Ole Ant Marthy Lamfire's took
mighty sick" he said, IAN she lows she
wants Mary ter come an set up with
her. Nanny sent me over ter say So
"Oh, l can't co. Mary cried sharply,
passing her hand over her face. Il
can't go, kin I, mammy!" she appealed
Maybe kin go in yer place. her
mother suggested. us she took much
worse than she hes been:' she asked
turning to Johnny.
"She says she don't want nobody but
jest Mary he answered, still ~tlickinc
the grass indifferently and still watch
ing the dog. "Ycs'm, she's mighty ba(
off. l don't look fer her ter git we'll el
tall. They hes ter feed her altogether
outer Il teaspoon. an Yer know whcl
folks gifts that bad Their amt Nmucl
show fer en- he concluded, with thu
hardened philosophy of youth.
Mary rose to her feet with sudden
changed determination.
In CO." she said. Il promised he
I'd go ter her eff she was tool sick.
might jest es well GO" she went OF
answering her mothers look OF pre-
!, TEST, II amt dom no good here. an
feel like | must do somethin'. An
anyhow l promised her" and SO say
ing she shipped INTO the house t
change her Sunday frock.
well, eff yer aire goin' yeru bette
, hurry" her mother called after hel
''Ther's er powerful big storm comm
| AN I'm mighty 'frnid hitll ketch We
fore Yer git ter Their Messy lIollcr.'
:. When Mary made her way up tn
dark little path of the Messy Hollow
t which, seen now in the gathering shad
W OF evening and il the black threa
: Of the storm. was more than Yer soI
Der and eerily uesolate. and entered Il
length Martha I.amtirc's fcrlornl,
small cabin. she found assembled Their
some half dozen OF the matrons an,
;, old women of the Draft. They sat il
an ominouS whispering group abor
- the bedside. their faces showin
l strangely White and solemn in tn
rooms uncertain gloom.
Old Martha was lying under The ga,
4 patchwork quilt in Il seeming Stupo
when Mary entered, but as the eli
stepped across the creakinG boards o
: the tloor and bent over the bed sh
opened her eyes with startling bri
lance.
All her days Martha Lamfire ha'