The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1916-06-09

skirts weren't made for carpenters.
she said, as she jabbed away with the
saw. i. 1 darted a glance mt the display
Of trim ankles. and resumed my dig
cling in the post holes. This was new
and disturbing distraction in agricr1l-
tural toll!
The post holes were soon dug. and
while i held the posts. she adjusted the
level against them. our hands and faces
close together, and we both kicked the
dirt in with our feet Then I climbed
on the stepladder and leveled the top
piece. which ] nailed down. Then.
while I was cutting n semicircle out or
the wire. for the arch. she nailed the
trellis strips across the piers, grasping
the hammer halfway up to the head,
and frowning earnestly as she tapped
with little, short. jablike blows. She
laughed aloud.
what are you laughing at?" said
she.
YOU" said l. You drive a nail as
II it were an abstruse problem in diff,
ferential calculus"
ut Is. for me-" she answered. quite
soberly. ~ don't suppose I've driven
a dozen nails in my life-only tacks in
the plaster to hang pictures on. And
it's very important to drive them right
because this IL a rose trellis."
"When l first came here said l. "a
was pretty clumsy with my hands. too.
I'd lost my technique, as you might
say. remember one afternoon when
was trimming the orchard that
didn't think single thought beyond
the immediate problem each branch
presented. And yet 1t was immensely
stimulating. Personally. believe that
the educational value Of manual dex-
terity has only begun to be appreci-
ated."
Miss Goodwin marked of the place
for the next strip. and started nailingS
At the last blow she relaxed her frown.
Maybe" she said. "No, probably.
But the manual work. it seems to me,
has got to be connected up in some
way with-well, with higher things
can't think of a word for 1t, because
my head ia SO full Of the ny group.
You, for instance, were saving your
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for better fruit, and more beautiful
trees. and a lovely home. You saw the
work in it's higher relations. its rela-
tons to the beauty of living"
'And your nails?' l asked.
II see the aqueduct of roses" she
smiled.
You will see them, trust" said I.
You shall see them. You must stay
till they bloom"
Her brow suddenly clouded. and she
shook her head. IL shall have to
90 back to the rs" she said. But
| shall know the roses are here. You
must send me a picture of them"
Somehow I was less enthusiastic
over the next arch. hut her spirits soon
came back. and she sawed the next
batch OF stripping with greater preci-
sion and skill in the use Of the saw
and a more reckless show of stocking.
"Seer she cried. how much I'm i'm
proving! | didn't splinter any of the
ends this timer
Fine" said I. You can tackle the
firewood in the orchard soon"'
"Hoorayv' cried the girl. as the
lOurtn WAS uulsueu. LAo" we aie SSS
ting on"
II could never have done it alone"
said I. You have really been a great
help"
"Oh. l hope sor' she exclaimed. u
haven't had so much fun in years.
We looked into the vegetable gar
den and saw that Mike had gone. and
Joe, too. My watch and the length
ening shadows warned me it was ap-
proa ching six Hot and pleasantly
tired, we packed up the tools on the
barrow, and wheeled them to the shed.
Now shall we go and hear the her
mit?" I asked.
She nodded. and we went down
through the orchard past the pool
where the iris buds were already show
ing a spike of greenish white through
the naples, and into the pines. There
we stood. side by side, in the quiet
hush of coming sunset. and waited for
the fairy horn. A song sparrow was
singing out by the road, and the thin,
sweet fittings of a Peabody came from
the pasture. But the thrush was silent
"Please sing, Mr.. Thrush she plead
ed, looking at me after she spoke, with
wistful little smile Of apology for her
foolishness. 81 want so to hear him
| again. she said. I'VE don't hear
thrushes in New York. mol smell pine
trees, nor feel this sweet. cool silence.
oh, the good pines!'
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