The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1918-04-12
BERRY SHRUB
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BY FRANCES LlNskY.

! Per Syhdlcdte)
I II was a typical summer hotel We
rauda. At least so thought a perspir-
I iug and very much Disguised young
man who looked up at IL from the bot
I tom Of the somewhat steep and very
dusty hill.
IAN Adamless Eden, I'll warrant"
he muttered.
Brown as a young Indian from
weeks Of outdoor camp life, and COW
erred with dust and persplratIon, GER
talnly no one would have recognized
In this very bedraggled young man
Max Harding. whose arlstOcratlc moth
or was a guest at the hotel on the
Hill
Scowllng fiercely. he dragged his
heavy suitcase up the path, only to be
met at the veranda steps by pom
pous-lOOklng individual who effectu-
ally barred his further progress.
Cant come up the front way, fell
leh." said the pOmp0us one.
what the dew" and then as the
full significance Of the servants re-
mark struck him, Max Harding burst
into a laugh.
Maybe / can sneak in through the
kitchen and get washed up before /
greet the mater" he thought. 'If she
ever catches me looking like this
Hello, whew-ew-ew," and he whls-
tied softly. for a remarkably pretty
girl sat directly In front of the kitch-
on door, Smelling peas-thus once
more blocking his progress.
"Have you moment to spare" he
asked, removing his hat, and speaking
In his most engaging manner.
81 am sorry, but / haven't" said
the young woman, very promptly,
scarcely CHANGING up from her work.
"Oh. no." thought he, mot much en-
thusiasm here. May l show you some
Of my wares?" with an expressive
glance In the direction of the suit
case.
'YOu may not" said the young wom-
an. just as promptly as before.
We'll, do you mind If / sit down on
the lawn minuteT he hazarded for
his third venture.
81 do not" again responded the stair
lady of the peas" taking him in with
one all-appraising glance.
So Max sat down on the little plot
Of grass In front of the house, and
leaned his head back against the build
ing, and closed his eyes.
"Poor fellow" thought the girl, her
sympathy aroused at last, she must
be pretty tired. I'm afraid l was
rather sharp with him. Wen, he looks
dark enough for one of those Syrian
or Armenian peddlers, but he GER
talnly doesn't talk like one. I'll just
run in and get him n glass of rasp-
berry shrub. tn cool him off before
he goes"
She was back in a moment with a
glass Of delicious looking liquid, and,
tapping the young man on the shout
der, she offered II to him.
"Here, drink this" she said. 'Tm
sorry couldn't stop to look at your
wares. Have you made many sales
todayr
mo, not one" answered Max, quite
truthfully. and he swallowed the re-
freshlng drink with genuine apprecia-
ton. Then, with many thanks, he
beat a hasty retreat around to the
front OF the house once more.
This time his mother was seated on
the veranda, and she greeted him eff
fuSively, but he managed to make her
understand that bath and some clean
linen were the two most essential
things in his life at that particular mo-
ment, and so he escaped to his room.
He descended about an hour later.
looking very different in his white
tiannels, and his mothers pride shone
In her eyes as she greeted him.
"And, Max" she said, there's the
loyellest girl here. want you to
meet her. Her name is Anna Cabot"
"Now, mother" he demonstrated.
"But. Max, dear. this one is differ
entl But wait-she's promised to sit
Mt our table tonight. and you'll see for
yourself"
well, no sign of your divinity vet
mother" said Max some minutes
later. when they had started their
dinner; perhaps" - hopefully -" she's
changed her mind"
"No. here she comes" said Mrs
Harding, and straight to their table
came the lady Of his afternoons adj
venture.
Lifting her eyes to acknowledge the
introduction, the color flooded into the
girts face, and her eyes asked innu-
merable questions as she recognized
him.
DO you know that Katie the cook
LETT this afternoon1" asked the girl
Of Mrs, Harding some moments later
when she was herself again.
Good gracious" gasped that lady
"WhO took her placer
i did" said the girl, quietly. meas
urtug glances With the young man on.