Arizona republican., 1920-03-28

cnleNOuS as ever.
 Immediately when the patients be- gan to improve, Mrs. Simpson stopped her scolding a bit and &egan to make preparations once more to visit Uncle
 Ezra. When she again approached her husband on the subject, the same quarrel ensued as before. and again,
 Mrs. Simpson won. The day and the date for the visit was set for April 15.
 When one is anxious for time to fly as was Mrs. Simpson, it will in variably drag. so time passed slowly in spite of the fact that she counted the days punctually each morning. When the fifteenth did at last come, of preparation. The twins arrayed in their Sunday best sat prirnly and stiffiy on the porch following the threat of their mother that if they mussed their dresses they could stay at home with Peany, the hired boy. Each twin was deep in reverie and speculation as to how this much talked of great Uncle should look. Was he larger or was he smaller than their father? Was he jolly or was he cranky? They gazede persistently up the road, which was in fact the only way they could look without doing damage to their stiffly starched dresses. Suddenly Jewel pointed up the path with beautifully clean fore finger
 ..Looky. June, Iooky," she cried. Who's that coming up the walk?"
 Junes bright eyes followed past the pointing finger and with a quick jump was off her chair. 'Oh, goods it's Aunt Annie.' she said, all ready half way UT the path. She threw herself into her pretty aunt's arms. much to the destriment of her aunt's neat travel ing suit and her own white dress as we'll
 frtll af hairpins and the curling irons in her hand. on hearing the commotion out in the front yard, went to the window. Dismayed and diSappointedly sur prised, she viewed her sister coming up the path with an excited, elated little girl hanging on each hand. She hastily hid the curling tsngs, for she didn't want Annie. who was young and frivolous anyway, to catch her curling her hair She thanked her stars that she didn't start yet, and labored dutifully down the long stairs. She met Annie in the parlor and kissed her loudly
 'I am so glad to see you" she said, though she often spanked the twins soundly for telling stories, and deep iii her heart she was thinking You might have waited until next week"
 T was so tired of city life I just had to come to the peaceful old coun- try" exclaimed Annie radiantly. Everything is so pretty and green and that apple tree, Isn't it wonderful2 fresh: the blossom are so pretty. Oh, I wish I were a little girl so I could cliE1b trees and go barefoot, instead . being twenty and stenographer in poky old office. Oh, Myra. I just love springtime, don't you?"
 Myra sniffed and told her that by the time she had lived in the country for fourteen years she'd find spring time only brought house cleaning, rain and mud. She came nearly adding, and relatives, too," but thought bet ter of herself and began to reprimand her conscience severely. It wasn't that Annie was not welcome. La. No. It was only that she always came at the wrong time.
 The twns, scenting that the trip was al an end and seeing their mother so away away to indulge in the forbidden pleasure of making mud pies. When MT. Simpson came from his room, he greeted his young Sister-in-laW heart fly, his face beaming:
 Why, Annie, you don't know how glad I am that you came.' he ex claimed and he spoke from the depths of his heart. Mrs. Simpson, knowing this. frowned.
 Aiiiilt NiSit idSttu ltii ct HtthSs diia although her sister hated to admit it, she had enjoyed herself immensely in the company of one so joyous and full of fun. But after all one must not slight one's other relatives, so ac cordingly Mrs. Simpson suggested that they try again to visit Uncle Ezra, and. once more. Ezra grumbingly con scented. Mrs. Simpson, not to be kept at home by visitors, wrote all those who were likely to visit her at any time that on the thirteenth of May they would visit Ezra's rich uncle, with emphasis on the rich.
 Several days before the last of May. a terrific storm visited the little vil lage. The rain poured in torrents for their heads and tried to recall when such a storm had been seen- MT. Simpson, on the twenty ninth, re- turned from the postoffice and after carefully scraping all the mud off his boots went into the house.
 Well, Myra,'' he informed his wife. 'I see where We don't visit Uncle Ezra this week.
 Pooh! Surely a little bit of mud won't keep you away when you've lived in the country all yer life?" she said 
 Tt ain't mud, Myra." he said. .It's that the bridge has gone out. I guess has forordained that we shouldn't visit our relatives" So Myra grumbled at the weather and Ezra smiled.
 Now. down in Longsdale was a tract of land Ezra had long desired to add to his estate. Three months after the storm when Ezra saw in the Longsdale Sun that was for sale, he was not long deciding to go down and loog it over.
 Well ride over Wednesday and look at it." he told Myra, trembling in fear lest she scold him for dragging her into business affairs. of I decide to buy, you'll be right there to sign those | papers"
 To his surprise, Mrs. Simpson fairly 1 jumped at the chance without much | as grumble, and Ezra elated over ! this. did not know her real reason for | so amiably accepting. Ezra's uncle |
 Worried feet cause half the ills and