Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1919-06-20
CHAPTER X.
A Party and--My Fourth Perii7

faded but sacred implement, always
carefully dried, after using, and hung
In the clothes press. We were drenched
TO the skin In spite of the umbrella.
II was stlll raining when we arrived
at the familiar door I'm Ashery lane.
Uncle Peabody wouldn't stop.
He hurried away. We pioneers rare
w stopped or even turned out for the
weather
Come in" said the voice OF the
Schoolmaster at the door. There's
good weather under this roof"
lie saw my plight as ! entered.
I'm like shaggy dog that's been
in swimming" said.
upon my word. boy, we're in luck"
remarked the schoolmaster.
looked up ut him.
michael IIenry's clothes sure,
they're just the thing for youl"
followed him upstairs. wondering
how 1t had happened that Michael
Henry had clothes.
He took me into his room and
brought some handsome, soft clothes
out Of "A press with shirt, SOCKS and
boots 10 match.
"There, my laddie buck" said he.
put them on"
"These will soon dry on me-" | said.
Put them oD--ye laggard Michael
Henry told me to give them TO you.
It's the birthday night O. little Ruth.
my hoy. There's big cake with can
dies and chicken pie and jellied cook
les and all the like o. that Put them
on A wet BOY nj the feast would
dampen the whole proceedings"
put them on and with a great
sense of relief and comfort. They
were an admirable flt--tOo perfect for
an accident, although at the time
thought only of their grandeur as
stood surveying myself Ia the looking
glass. They were of blue cloth and l
saw that they went well with my
blond hair and light skin. | was put
ting on my collar and necklie when
Mr.. Hacket returned.
We went below and the table was
very grand with Its great frosted cake
and its candles, i'm shiny brass sticks,
and its jellies and preserves with the
glenn of polished pewter among them.
Mrs. Hacket and all the children, save
Ruth, were waiting for us in the din
hg room.
"Now sit down here. all o. ye, with
Michael Henry" said the schoolmns-
ter. "The little lady will be impatient.
I'll go and get her and God help us to
make her remember the day."
lie was gone moment, only. when
he came back with Ruth in lovely
white dress and slippers and gay with
ribbons, and the silver beads of Mary
on her neck. We clnpped our hands
and cheered and, In the excitement of
the moment. John tipped over his
drinking glass and shattered 1t on
the floor
"Never mind. my brave lnd--no glass
ever persisted In better cause. God
bless you'll"
We ate and TESTED and talked, and
the sound OF our laughter drowned
the cry of the wind in the chimney
and the drumming of the rain upon
the windows.
Next morning my clothes, which had
been hung by the kitchen stove, were
damp and wrinkled. Mr.. Hacket came
to my room before had risen.
"Michael Henry would rather see
his clothes hanging on good boy
than on n nail In the closet" said he.
Sure they give no comfort to the
nail nj ALL"
II guess mine are dry now I an
swered.
They're wet and heavy, boy. No
son O. Baldur could keep a light heart
In them. Sure ye'd be as much out
o place as sunbeam In cave o
bats. Ii We care not for your own
comfort think o. the poor lad in the
green chair He's that proud and
pleased te see them on ye II would be
shame to reject his offer. Sure, II
they We're dry yer own garments
would be good enough, God knows.
hut Michael Henry loves the look o.
ye in these toys, and then the presi-
dent Is In town.f
AANN NNNhAhS AiN hlNNbNtlNu u VIE
stain, black as ink, on my coat and
trousers. Mr.. Ilacket expressed the
opinion that il might have come from
the umbrella, but | am quite sure that
he had spotted them TO save me from
the last homemade suit | ever wore,
save in rough work, and keep Michael
Henry's on my back. In any event |
wore them no more save at chore time.
Sally came and went. with the Wills
hoy, and gave no heed TO me. In her
eyes | had no more substance than
u ghost, 1t seemed to me, although |
caught her often, looking at me.
Judged that her father had given her
had report of us and had some re-
gus, IN spite Of my knowledge that
We were right, although they related
mostly to Amos.
Next afternoon I saw Mr.. Wright
and the president walking back and
forth on the bridge as they talked
together. A number of men stood in
front of the blacksmith shop, by the
liver share, watching them, as l
sGssd. % ny way to the mill on an