The times-herald. [volume] (Burns, Harney County, Or.) 1896-1929, 1918-01-12

soa.p aud UIadc II clear that she was
sorry too and loved them all.
"Goodby"' she meant.
Faster she Rlded The engine passed
from sight round curve beyond n
culvert. but for moment longer they
could see the little figure upon the
steps. and TO the very last glimpse
they had OF her the small. golden head
was still nodding "Goodbyr' Then
those steps whereon she stood passed
In their turn beneath the cuivert. and
they saw her no more.
Lola Pratt was gonel
Wet eyed. her young hostess OF the
long summer turned away and STUN.
bled against william "Why, Willie
Baxteri" abe cried. blinking nc him.
The last car of the train had round.
ed the curve and disappeared, but VIII
liam was still waving farewell, not
with his handkerchief, but with a sym.
metrical one pound parcel wrapped In
white tissue paper, girdled with blue
ribbon.
"Never mind" said May Parcher
Lets all walk uptown together and
talk about her on the way, ana wen
20 by the express Office. and you can
send your candy 20 her by express,
Willie"
In the smallisb house which all sum.
mer long, from morning until late nt
night, had resounded with the voices
OF young people echoing their songs,
murmmrous with their theories Of love
or vibrating with their glee, sometimes
shaking all over during their more
boisterous moods-in that house, now
comparatively so vacant, the propri.
etor stood and breatbed deep breaths.
"Heb" he breathed sonorously. He
give himself several resouDding slaps
upon the chest, then went out TO the
porch and sat In a rocking chair near
his wife. He spread himself out ex.
pansiveiy. my glory" he said. II be-
lleve III take of my c0ati ] haven't
had my cost of outside Of my own
room all summer. I believe III take a
vsca tion! ny George, ] believe III
stay home this afternOonr'
That's nice" snid Mrs. ParcheT
"Hshr' he said. my glory, ] believe
III take or my shoesg'
And. nsstiak no objection. no pro
ceeded 10 carry out this plan.
"Hah-shr he said and placed his
nunber Of vines. running upon
strings. made screen between tha
porck ana the street He III q large
cigar. well. we'll" he said, that
tastes goeai II this keeps on I'll be
! In az good shape as ] was last spring
before yeu know itr' Leaning far back
In tho rocking chair, his hands behind
his head, he smoked with fervor, but
I suddenly he jumped in a way which
showed that his nerves were far from
normal. Hls feet came 10 the floor
with a thump, he jerked the cigar out
OF his month and turned face Of con
stcrnaton upon his wife.
whats the matterf"
suppose" said MIR. Parcher hnskily
suppose she missed her trainf
! Mrs. Psrcher shook her head.
Think noti" lie said Frightening 81
ordered the livery stable to have n
carriage here In lots Of time"
"They did" said Mrs. Parcher Sc
verely. about 50 worth"
We'll | don't mind that" he return.
ed, putting his feet up again. After
all, she was mighty fine little rirl In
her way. The only trouble with me
was that crowd of boys. Having 10
listen TO them liked To XIII me. and
believe II she'd stayed just one more
day I'd been n goner"
mir. Parcherr' youthful voice re-
peated
Tie rose and, separating two OF the
vines which screened the end OF the
porch from the street. looked out Two
sidewalk and were peering over the
] picket fence.
mir Parcher," said Jane as soon as
his head appeared between the vines
"Mr. Parchcr. Miss Pratt's gone. She's
gone away on the cars
"You think sof" he asked gravely.
1--WE saw her" said Jane. 'Rnnnie
an ! were there. Willie was goin' to
eli. SO us. ! guess. hut we went In the
| DngRnEe room Drnlnu tTunkh, hh We
saw her GO She got on the cars. an II
went with her In II. Honest. she's gone
away Mr.. Parchpr,"
Before speaking MIR Parcher took
long look az this telepathic child. In
his fond eyes she was n marvel and a
darling,
"Well. thank You Jane" he said.
Jane. however. had turned her head
and was staring at the corner. which
was out OF his sight.
"Oo-oo-ooh!" she murmured.
"Whnt's the trouble. Jancf"
"Willle!" she said. ITS Willie an
that Joe Bulitt an Johnnie Watson
an Mr.. Wallace Banks. They're with
Miss May rarcher. They're comm
right here"
Mr.. Parcher gave forth low moan