The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-05-07


mont newspaper As she thrust It IN
der her arm her eye caught Eord OF
headline with a flush she tore it
! from It's soggy wrapper. the Wetted
| fiber parting In her eager fingers, and
resting her foot on the lower rail OF
| The gate, spread II open on her knee.
She stood stock still until she had
read the whole It WAS the story Of
/ John Valiant's sacrifire Of bis private
fortune to save the ruin OF the in
/ VOWED corporation
/ It's effect upon her was q shock She
/ felt Der throat swell as she read; then
/ she YVES chilled by the memory o.
what she had said to him: What
has he ever done except play POLO apt
furnish spicy paragraphs for the So
| ciety cOlumns?"
What beast was!" she said, adj
/ dressing the wet hedge. HE had Jus.
/ done that splendid thing. It was be
cause Of that that he was little better
than beggar, and | said those nor.
/ rible things'" Again she bent her
| eyes, rereading the sentences: TOOK
his detractors by surprise
had just sustained a grilling at the
hands OF the states examiner which
might well 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 ldiotically rich--a vandal--
a useless. purse-proud faneur. She
had called him all that! She could
still see the paleness OF his look as
she had said 1t.
Shirley, oyerexclted as she still was
felt the sobs returning. These, how
ever, did not last long and in a mo
ment she found herself smiling again.
Though she had hurt him, she had
saved him. too! When she whispered
this over to herself II still thrilled and
startled her. She folded the paper
and fastened on under the cherry
trees.
Emmalne, the negro maid was wait
Ing anxiously on the porch She was
thin TO spareness with a face as
brown as tobacco leaf. restless black
eyes and wool neatly pinned and set
of by an amber comb.
Honey" called Emmaline, Use
been fearin' To- yo wild all that light
min r'arln' eroun Yo' got tn less
mine? Give 'em to Em'line. She'll fix
EN- all nice. ies' how Mis- Judith like"
"All right Emmallne.' replied 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 off yo'sef. or yo' have one o.
them dlgested chlls."
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 the
dining room sideboard. the hall man,
tel and the desk OF the living room
till the delicate fragrance filled the
house. quite vanqulshing the rose
scent from the arbors,
As the trim colored woman moved
lightly about in the growing dusk.
with the low click OF glass and muf.
tied clash Of silver. the light tat.tat Of
a cane sounded. and she ran to the
hall. where Mrs. cambridge was de-
scendlng the stairway, one slim white
hand holding the banister, under the
edge OF white silk shawl which
dropped It's heavy fringes to her daint-
lly'shod feet. On the lower step she
halted, looking smilingly about at the
blossomins bowls,
Don they smell up tn whole
house, said Emmaline, Il know'd
y'o be pleas Mis- judith. Now put
20 han en- nah shouldah en- I'll take
yo TO yo' big chah"
They crossed the hall. the dusky
form bending to the fragile pressure of
the fingers Now heah's yo' cha'h.
Ranston he made sp little fab les
70 take IN damp out. en- tn big lamps
liz, en- Miss Shirleyn be down RICH,
quick"
moment later. in fact. Shirley de
seended the stair, In a filmy gown OF
tndia.muslin. with narrow betting Of
gold, against whose flowing sleeves
her bare arms showed with a flushed
plnkness the hue OF the pale coral
beads about her neck. The damn
newspaper was in her hand
Al her step her mother turned her
head she was listening intentiy to
voices that came from the garden a
ehilds shrill treble opposing Pan.
ston's stentorian grumble.
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