Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1915-04-30

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Sarah Jane.
Abe could not help it. He sputtered.
Even Miss Abigails, "Yew we're a
stranger an we took yew in" did not
sober him.
EFF any one O my husbands had
acted the way you've acted. Abe
Rose" began Mrs. Homan.
Poor leetle Angy," broke in the
gentle Miss Ellie pityingly. "She must
"a lost six pounds"
Abraham's mobile face clouded over.
"Angy?" he faltered. "Yew don't
mean that Angy-" Silence again fell
on the group, while every glance was
fastened on Abraham. See here" he
flashed his faded blue eye. "Angy's
got more sense than that"
No one answered, but there was a
significant Struggling Of shoulders and
lifting of eyebrows. Abraham was
distressed and concerned enough now.
Rising from his place he besought the
sisters:
"Yew don't think Angy's feelin's
have been hurt-dew yew, gals?"
Their faces softened. their figures
relaxed, the tide of feeling changed in
Abraham's favor. Miss Ellie spoke
very softly:
"Yew know that even the Lord thy
God is a jealous God
Abraham grasped the back of his
chair for support, his figure growing
linn xnsfth or Oh ttNfAfhar
jealous of me?" he whispered to him
self, the memory of all the years and
all the great happenings of all the
years coming back to him. Mother
jealous of me?" He remembered how
he had once been tormented by
jealousy in the long, the ever-so-long
ago, and Of sudden he FASTENED into
the hall and went half-running up the
stairs. He took hold of the latch of his
bedroom door. 1t did not open. The
door was locked.
"Angyl" he called, fear of he knew
not what gripping at his heart
"Angy" he repeated as she did not
answer.
The little old wife had locked her
self in out of very shame of the rare
tears which had been brought to the
surface by the sisters cruel treatment
of Abraham. When she heard his call
she fastened to the blue wash-basin
and began hurriedly to dab her eyes.
He would be alarmed II he saw the
traces of her weeping. Whatever had
happened to him, for his sake she must
face 1t valiantly. He called again.
Again she did not answer, knowing
that her voice would be full of the tell
tale tears. Abe waited. He heard the
tramp OF feet passing out of the din
ing room into the hall. He heard
Blossy emerge from her room at the
end OF the passage and go tripping
down the stairs. The time to Angy,
guiltily bathing her face, was short;
the time to her anxious husband unac-
countably long. The sound of wheels
driving up to the front door came to
Abes ears. Still Angy made him no
response.
"Angy!" he raised his voice in pite-
Gus pleading. What mattered II the
sisters gathered in the lower hall
heard him? What mattered If the
chance guest who had just arrived
heard him also? He had his peace to
make with his wife and he would
make It, "Angyl"
She flung the door open hastily. The
signs of the tears had not been obliter.
ated, and her face was drawn and old.
Straightway she put her hand on his
arm and searched his face inquiringly.
What did the gals say ter yew?"
she whispered. Abe, yew made a mis-
take when yew picked out BIZ"
Poor leetle motherl" he inter
rupted. Poor leetle motherl" a world
of remorseful pity in his tone $50
yew been jealous of yer ole MANI"
Angelina, astonished and indignant,
withdrew her hand sharply, demand
ing to know If he had lost his senses /;
but the blinded old gentleman slipped
his arm around her and, bending,
brushed his lips against her cheek
Thar, thar" he murmured sooth-
ingly, II didn't mean no harm l can't
help 1t eff all the gals git stuck on
mel"
Before Angy could make any reply,
Blossy called to the couple softly but
mistakenly from the foot of the stairs t;
and Angy, wrenching herself free,
FASTENED down the steps, for once in
her life glad to get away from Abe.
He lost no time in following. No mat
ter where AIsy went, he would follow
until all was well between her and him
again.
But what was this? At the landing,
Angy halted and so did Abe, for in the
center of the sisters stood Blossy with
her Sunday bonnet perched on her sill
ver-gold hair and her white India
shawl over her shoulders, and beside
Blossy stood Capt. Samuel Darby with
countenance exceedingly radiant,
his hand clasped fast in that OF the
aged beauty.
"Oh, hurry, Sister Angy and
Brother Abel" called Blossy. I'VE