Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1918-04-05

Carol returned again to her toilet.
"Well, I guess have time to powder
after all. l don't suppose Wen need
to take any money, auntie, do you? We
won't be able to spend 1t in the coun-
try"
81 think you'd better take a little.
They might drive to town, or go to
social or something"
"Can't do II. Haven't cent"
"Well, guess I can lend you lit
tle," was the smiling reply. 1t was n
standing Joke in the family that Carol
had been financially hard pressed ever
since she began using powder several
years previous.
"Are you fond Of Jim, Carol" Lark
Jumped away backward In the CONVEX
sation, asking the question gravely, her
eyes upon her sisters face.
"Huml Yes. I am" was the light
retort. "Didn't Prudence teach us to
love everybody"
"Don't be silly. mean II he pro-
poses to you, are you going to turn him
down. or notW
"What would you advise. Lark"
Carols brows were painfully knitted.
"He's got five hundred acres Of land,
worth at least hundred an acre, and
a lot of money in the bank-his mother
didn't say how much. but I imagine
several thousand anyhow. And he has
that nice big house, and an auto, and
oh, everything nice! Think of the
fruit trees, Larkle! And he's good
looking, too. And his mother says he
is always good-natured even before
breakfast, and that's very exceptional,
you knowl Veryl l don't know that
l could do much better. do you,
auntie? I'm sure I'd look cute in n
sunbonnet and apron, milking the
cows! SO, boss, SO, there, nowl So,
boss I"
"Why. Carolp
"But there are objections, too. They
have pigs. I can't bear pigs Pooooey,
pooooey! The filthy little things!
don't know-Jim and the gray suit
and the auto and the cows are very
nice, but when l think of Jim and
overalls and pigs and onions and
freckles have goose flesh. Here they
come! Where's that other slipper?
| Oh, it's clear under the bed" She
wriggled after II, coming out again
breathless. did I rub the powder all
OFF," she asked. anxiously.
The low honk of the car sounded
outside, and the twins dumped mis-
cellaneous assortment of toilet arti-
cles into the battered suitcase and
the tattered hand bag. Carol grabbed
| her hat from Connie, leisurely strolling
| through the hall with it, and sent her
| flying after her gloves. eff you can't
find mine bring your own she called
after her.
Aunt Grace and Connie escorted
them triumphantly down the walk to
the waiting car where the young man
In the new sentimental gray suit stood
beside the open door. His face was
boylshly eager, and his eyes were full
of satisfaction that had sort of
excitement in It, too. Aunt Grace
looked at him and sighed. poor
boy" she thought. HE is nice Carol
Is mean little thingw
| He smiled ut the twins impartially
"Shall we flip a coin To see who l get
In front?" he asked them, laughing.
His mother leaned out from the back
seat, and smiled at the girls very cor
daily. Hurry, twinnies," she said
supper. Come In with me, won't you
Larkie?"
what greasy schemer she is,'
thought Carol, climbing into her place
without delay.
Jim placed the battered suitcase and
the tattered bag beneath the seat and
drew the rug over his mothers knees
Then he went to Lark's side, and
tucked it carefully about her feet.
It's awfully dusty" he said. "You
shouldn't have dolled up so. Shall
put your purse in my pocket? Don't
forget you promised to feed the chick
ens-Im counting on you TO do it fol
me-"
Then he stepped in beside Carol
laughing into her bright face, and the
good-bys rang back and forth as th'
car rolled away beneath the heav!
arch OF oak leaves that rooted II
Maple avenue.
The twins fairly reveled in the glo
rles of the country through the COLDER
) days that followed, and enjoyed ever!
! minute of every day, and begrudgeC
the hours they spent in sleep. Tn,
time slipped by like banana skiLs,
: declared Carol GROSSLY, and refused t,
explain her comparison. And the las
day of their visit came. supper wal
over at seven o'clock and Lark said
with something of usefulness in he
voice, I'm going out to the orchart
: for II farewell weep all by myself. Ant
= don't any of you disturb me-Im s.
ugly when | cry"
? So she set out alone, and jim,
, little awkwardly, suggested that Caro-
I take turn or so up and down tn
' lane with him. Mrs. Forrest stood n
the window and watched them, tear
p ful-eyed, but with tenderness.
? MY little boy" she said to herself
r my little boy, But sne's a dear
sweet, pretty girl"
g In the meantime, Jim waF acquit
Z ting himself badly. His face was pale
e He was nervous IN nj ease He stau