The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1916-06-15

II were yelled and remote-for that is
the way of youth in dream. Anl
Bibbs, who had never before been
any age, either old or young, had coihe
to his youth at last.
He went whistling from the house
before even his father had come up
stairs. There was fog outdoors, sat
urated with fine powder of SCOT, and
though Bibbs noticed absently the dim
shape of an automobile at the curb
before Roscoe's house, he did not rec
ognize it as Doctor Gurney's but went
cheerily on his way through the dingy
mist And when he was once more in
stalled beside his faithful zinc eater
he whistled and sang to it, as other
workmen did to their own machines
sometimes, when things went well.
His comrades in the shop glanced at
him amusedly now and then. They
liked him, and he ate his lunch at noon
with a group of socialists who ap-
proved of his ideas and talked of elect
ing him to their association.
The short days of the year had come,
and it was S8Ark before the whistles
blew. When the signal came, Bibbs
went to his office, where he divescS
himself of his overalls-his single div
vergence from the routine of his fell
low northumberland after that he used
soap and water copiously. This was
his transformation scene: he passed
into the office a rather frail young
working man noticeably begrimed, and
passed out of 1t to the pavement a
cheerfully preoccupied sample of gen
try, fastidious to the point Of elegance.
The sidewalk was crowded with the
bearers of dinner pals, men and boys
and women and girls from the work
rooms that closed at five. Many hur-
ried and some loitered; they went bott
east and west, jostling one anotlFr,
and Bibbs, tuning his face homeward.
was forced to go slowly.
Coming toward him, as slowly,
through the crowd. tall girl caught
sight Of his long, thin figure and stood
still until he had almost passed her,
for in the thick crowd and the thicker
gloom he did not recognize her, though
his shoulder actually touched hers. He
would have gone by, but she laughed
delightedly, and he stopped short,
startled. Two boys, one chasing the
other. swept between them, and Bibbs
stood still, peering about him in deep
perplexity. She leaned toward him.
81 knew you" she said.
"Good heavensr' cried Bibbs. II
thought it was your voice coming out
of a starr
There's only smoke overhead" said
Mary, and laughed again. There
aren't any stars"
"Oh, yes, there were-when you
laughedr'
She took his arm, and they went on.
give come to walk home with you,
Bibbs. l wanted to-"
"But were you here in the"
"In the dark? Yesl Waiting? Asw
Bibbs was radiant; he felt suffoA t.
ed with happiness. He began to soon,
her
"But it's not safe, and I'm not worth
It, You shouldn't have You ought
to know better. What did"
81 was in this part of town already"
she said cat least, was only seven
or eight blocks away, and it was dark
when came out, and I'd have had to
, 60 home alone-and l preferred going
home with you"
Its pretty beautiful for me" said
! Bibbs, with a deep breath. You'll
: never know what it was to hear your
s laugh in the darkness-and then to
t to see you standing therel Oh it
like-it was like How can I te,
I what it was like?" They had pass
u beyond the crowd now, and a CROSSING
s lamp shone upon them, which revealed
r the fact that she was without her furs
Here was a puzzle However, allow
+ ing it to stand his solicitude for he
It took another turn. 81 think you ough
h to have a car" he said, especial!
IS when you want to be out after dark
It You need one in winter, anyhow. Hav'
i you ever asked your father for one?
r. mo" said Mary. 81 don't think II
care for one particularly"
q But my mother tried to insist Of
% sending one over here every after
noon for me. 1 wouldn't let her, be
s. cause l like to walk, but girl"
"a ga girl likes to walk, too" SAT-
ig Mary. LET me tell you where w
u been this afternoon and how 1 haI
"a "a pened to be near enough to make 20
NJ take me home. I've been to see littl
d. old man who makes pictures Of th
re smoke He has sort Of warekous
~ for a studio, and he lives there VT
er his mother and his wife and the
d. seven children, and he's gloriousl
re happy. I'd seen one of his pictures 9
.e an exhibition, and I wanted to sc
hit more Of them, so he showed them
me. He has almost everything he eve
he painted; 1 don't suppose he's sol
a more than four or five pictures in h
of life. He gives drawing lessons to kee
alive"
mr. "How do you mean he paints IL
smoker" Bibbs asked.