The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1918-05-31
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iAHRy 1AAAfs 1900
AdeIa gazed wlstfuHy from her
place in the hammock, toward the car
which blocked the roadway. AdIiira-
tion was also evidenced in the glance
which included the driver. what
big handsome fellow he was. PROB
ably auut's tales Of the shameless
hunting down, Of this only village BEAU
we're correct. Adcla herself might
have stooped to the chase, not that
this Young woman from the city was
susceptible where attractive men were
concerned, but that the unbrOken quiet
of long summer days in her aunts
country home, was growing appalling
AdeIa found herself possessed OF an
hysterical desire to break in some way
this lnsistant monOtOny.
If only the Adonis Of the town had
desire or inclination to meet her, to
generously take her with him, rushing
along through the sweet-scented air.
"He need not speak to me-" the
usually sought after AdelIa reflected,
"or even bother at all, if he would just
let me ride along like that bull dog at
his side"
But her wish seemed hopeless. This
was the third visit of the city niece,
and her aunts masculine friend and
neghbOr had showed neither inclina.
ton or interest in her proximity. From
beneath his fine browS lie stared now
at the girl as he righted his machine,
Adella felt that he had not realized her
presence; and then, abruptly his car
swung about and the young man went
running lightly up the steps to hei
aunts front door.
"Reallyw whispered the girl, but
there was no summons from the house
Slowly Adella arose from her ham
mock, and moved across the lawn. She
would enter the room humming a song
as though unaware of a strangers pres,
ence. When Aunt Martha had pre-.
sented them, the man would be kind
enough perhaps, to take pity upon
guests loneliness and invite her to the
drive her restless spirit craved. Bur
when Adella entered the room heI
aunts visitor had departed.
Well" remarked that lady with
satisfaction, 81 reckon Homer Grant
knows where you stand, anyway Adel-
la. IL every other fool girl in town
throws her head an heart after him,
he will learn that you are different.
None of the folks aroundIl be able to
say that you set your cap for him is
the young lady visitor a relative of
yours, Miss Blaine?' he asks me.
Yes, | says, she is. But she don't
care about going around much, here,
just likes to rest by herself. Her
steady beau is back there in the city,
and she don't want to take up with
others"
Aunt Martha" cried the girl aghast.
whatever will Mr. Grant think. And
there is no STEADY beau in the city or
any other place. do wish YOU had
not mentioned me at ALL"
You had company when I was
there" her aunt answered firmly. land
won't have folks saying you are af-
ter Homer, too"
Adella bit her pretty lips in vexa-
uon, indignant tears were near tbe
wide blue eyes. Then suddenly she
smiled, why should this strangers opin-
Ion cause her annoyance. Neyertha-
less, when she later met him at the
post office, her eyes fell before the
sharp inquiry of his own.
she fell to wondering about him as
She carried her book out to the ham
mock In the garden. Was the man CON
celteu as Aunt Martha insisted, or had
ne Digger things to do than to be a vii.
'use oeau? Adella had heard of his
engineering achievements and accom-
pIlshments abroad.
lmpatiently she directed bo-
thoughts to her book. Why did this
homer Grants personality haunt bar
Inc rumble of an auto caused bar 20
look up. 1t was his car that sIowod
up 10 the doorway, Homer Grant him
steps. INC front
~ -"'l'u'S'Heiy' Adella jumped from her
scar and sped across the lawn, this |
III m,he she would go in the front WOW
lheh TO her embarrassment tho vts,
vOp turned urn to descend the steps. Aunt |
was not at home. Aun'
ho OonIuSea'y the girl fed back to the
hammock. He must not meet bor .b ,n
III MS pursuit, that would h., -.
nnar 81 ,"o ose she was trying to ap-
i t,+i At ease when Homer Grant hes.
y ,,,s'"sl approached. In his hand
h. ax ISund TINS slipper upon the lawn"
Ionr1. p' S, is 1t Yours, Miss" sud |
cboIien ms eyes met hers in laughing
Miss Cnderena.o ling
lprr5 N So!. Hoe'Io drew small stock.
tns.u loot beneath her dress .I hnd
Just dropped 1t" she confessed hau
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