Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1915-04-16

apple hook" went SCOUTING across the
floor in the direction of the chimney.
Blossy, however, called him back.
Il was crying. Brother Abe, because
the man | did take for mate once
was not happy, and-and neither was
l. ! was utterly wretched; so that
I've always felt / never cared to
marry again And-Samuels wig is
always slipping down over one eye.
and simply cannot endure that trick
he has of carrying his head to one
side. as If he had left-handed spell
of the humps. 1t nearly drives me
frantic
Brother Abe, now tell me honestly:
do you think he would make a good
husband?"
Abe cleared his throat Blossy was
in earnest. Blossy could not be
laughed at. She was his friend, and
Angys friend and she had come to
him as to a brother for advice. He,
too, had known Samuel as man to
man, which was more than any OF
the sisters could say.
therefore, he seated himself upon a
convenient wooden chest, while Blossy
slipped her old love letter in and out
OF the envelope, with that essentially
feminine manner of weighing and con
sidering.
"Naow," began Abe at length, this
is somepn that requires keerful de-
L,t l..
must remember that wigs an ways
never made a man yit. Ez l riccolec'
Sam1, he was pooty good ez men go.
| should say he wouldn't be any more
of risk tew yew than | was tew
Angy; mebbe less. He's got quite a
tidy story-an' a-half house. an front
stoop. an, by golly, can't he cook!
He's a splendid housekeeper.
"Housewifery," remarked Blossy
sagely. as she began to gather her mis-
sivcs together, lis an accomplishment
to be scorned in a young husband, but
not in an old one. They say there
hasn't been a woman inside Samuel S
house since he built it, but it's as
clean as soap and sand can make it.
Il bet yer" agreed Abe. "Hain't
never been no fly inside it, neither,
warrant yer. Fly can't light arter
SAINTS cleanin' up nohaow; he's got
ter skate"
He says he built that little house
for me-" said the old lady, as she
closed down the lid of the trunk. There
was a wistful note in Blossy's voice
which made Abraham declare with q
burst of sympathy:
"'Tain't no disgrace ter git married
at no time of life. Sam1's a good per
wider; why don't yew snap him III
terday? Well miss yew lot; but
Here's the apple picker right over
your head" interrupted Blossy tartly
and Abe felt himself peremptorily dis
missed
Scarcely had he left the attic, how
ever than she, too FASTENED down the
steep. narrow stairs. She spent tn,
remaining hours before train time IL
donning her beautiful lace gown, ant
in making the woman within 1t al
young and ravishing as possible. Ant
lovely, indeed, Blossy looked this day
with a natural flush of excitement OF
her cheek, new sparkle in her bright
dark eyes, and with her white hair ar
ranged In fashion which might hav'
excited young girls envy.
The hour for the train came an,
went, and. 10! for the first time in thu
history of twenty years Captain Darb.
did not appear.
Blossy pretended to be relieved. pre-
! testing that she was delighted to fin,
that she would now have an extr;
hour in which to ponder the question
But the second train came and went
| and still no Captain Darby.
( All the afternoon long Blossy wor
her lace gown, thinking although Their
we're no more trains from the east
ward that day. that Samuel would still
J find his way to her. He might drive
( as he usually did in June, or he Nigh
even walk from his home at Twi
Coves, she said.
CTO BE CONTINUED)