Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1916-11-10

ri ~How different the air IN here from
outsider she said.
kind Of lnoldy; something like the
inside of q tomb"
Not at all like tomb. It's home
for living plants. The odor Is their
breath =, .:~.a
She stepped up to some flowers that
were fading and inhaled their per.
fume.
II love flowers. Don't your" she
asked.
Il did once, but after attending a
succession Of funerals I have come to
dislike them"
; "What pity! They seem like be-
loved friends to me. They talk to
me"
1--WE heard girls say that before. l
wonder what it means. What do they
say to your
"All sorts of nice things"
He led the way to bank of chrysan
"Hello. Sanity! How are you feel
ing today?'
After pretending to listen to the re:
ply he asked Fife if she knew what it
was.
"What was it?" she asked.
"Santhy says that have very nice
girl with me. but I'm doing very wrong
in leading her to trespass on other
, persons property
| This recalled Effie to the situation,
! and she looked anxiously toward the
! door.
Don't be frightened" said the
young man, then addressing the flower:
"Santhy, just you tell whoever is IN
charge of this place that can throw
stones even if l do live in a glass
house."
he said this with pretense of valo,
that made Eft1e wonder all the more
though she was bit frightened al
the prospect of battle with the but
! Ter.
"Santhy's talking to me again." said
the poacher. HE says: Take all the
! flowers you want and give them to the
little girl with you. She's just the
daintiest, prettiest creature that has
ever been in this conservatory. DOM
you see; all the flowers bowling thei
heads before her? Look at that aste1
| over there. He's dying Of envy o.
you"
This sounded very pleasant to Efie
and she blushed little.
(which one of you flowers" con
tinued the young man, "could put on 8
tint like that? The best any of 20,
could do would be like the paint on
red wagon in comparison. All your
fit for is to decorate her"
! With this he began to gather sucl
flowers as were in bloom and turf
them over to Effie.
"Oh, don't!'' she cried. "Yo,
mustn't! That's robberyr
Il love robbery. I think I woul,
like to have been a burglar. BY tn
bye, suppose we break into the house.
He said this so seriously that Ell
was not sure but that he meant it. A
any rate, she caught her breath.
When he had loaded her with flower
he said:
Come; let's see what we can fin
elsewhere. If I meet any one T.,
make him set up something to eat"
Urging Ef1ie to go with him, he LET
the conservatory and, ascending til
porch, rang the bell. The summon
was answered by a middle aged ser,
ing woman.
us there anything left in the larder?
asked the burglar.
l. There's some crackers and cheese
sir, and part of a cake"
Bring them out and make a pitche
of fruit punch
Efie's mind was so imbued with th
belief that her companion was a tire.
passer that it did not occur to her tia
he had any right whatever to Civ
such an order. Her imagination hell
ed her to hear this order given in
commanding tone. Instead Of waitin
for the refreshment she took to fligh
Laughing, the young man ran afte
her.
Hold on he said, land I'll exp!ai,
l live here. My mother and sister
have gone to town.. I remained #
some shooting. Forgive me for in
posing upon you. You looked so wis
fully innocent when I saw you pee
ing in at the gate that couldn't bel
it. Won't you take bite with me O