Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1920-11-19

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Mrs. Myes was feeding her feathere,
nock and had paused to admire the
newly Matched chickens clustered about
their mother in a separate coop.
Those are fine chickens you have. "
commented Mrs. wilkins. the Alyles'
heNt-door neighbor. from her side of
the wire fence.
Marcia's coming home on the : .36
tonight announced Mrs. Myles, proud
~. 1T will he such comfort to
nave her at home again after these four
years in college. I'm baking the white
mountain cake she likes and molasses
cookies"
"Jiln's coming in two or three days"
was Mrs. wilkins equally iubilant
reply.
Both women were silent for a mo-
ment. Then, ''it would he nice,
wouldn't IT, now, Mary, if" Mrs.
Wilkins stopped with tremulous lit
tie laugh.
I'VE planned 1t that way when they
were tiny mites" went on Mrs Myles.
That night the Myles family fingered
over belated supper. Marcia ate with
an appreciative young appetite that
had been fed on a strictly hygienic but
monotonous collegiate diet during the
past year The others piled her with
questions,
Marcia had told them of the fine
teaching position she had been Of
fered in New York.
Il think III take It," she murmured
hastily, with glance at her mother
Her father interpOsed 1--WE were
hoping you'd take the vacancy In the
English department at the high school
here, Marcia. Your mother was sort
or counting on having you home this
year. But there, girl-think 1t over
for couple of weeks. We want what
is best for you
Marcia knew what was In their
thoughts. They wanted her to teach
a year in her home town while Jim
wilkins was building up a law prac-
uce, and then the two families would
be united by a wedding.
Jim came to call within half an hour
after he got home. More or less tact
fully, the Myles family left the two
young folks together on the front
piazza.
They'll probably settle 1t now, ia
Their" whispered Mrs. Myles to her
husband.
Mother told me about the high hon.
ors you got at college, Marcia" began
jim stiltedly. You certainly are to be
congratulated on winning a magma
cum laude, and on the excellent posi-
ton offered you in New York"
Marcia could hardly refrain a smile.
The poor boy thinks I'm terribly clev-
er and high-brow," she thought. But
she listened intently to his next re-
mark.
I'm considering an offer myself in
New York-in a big law frm-of
course, it wouldn't pay much to start
and would be very hard work, but it is
splendid opening.
Once she started TO ask: Couldn't
we 90 fishing in Long pond in the old
tat-bottomed boat some day soon, jim
ME, and talk over old times?" But
Jim had begun to discourse on the
League of Nations and Marcia listened
YEARLY.
Jim's next call was no more success
f11l fhor tho J, 10 tee,
tory condition of affairs went on for
almost two weeks and it was time for
Marcia TO make her decision about the
New York position.
That morning she had been helping
her mother in the kitchen, clad in a big
blue checkered apron. She came out
to feed the hens, munching a fresh
baked cookie hungrily and quite UNI
aware that jim was watching her from
the other side of the fence, where he
was reading under the pear tree. re
almost laughed aloud when he heard
her berating the rooster.
go way, you greedy old thing" she
said, Don't you know that ladies
come first?' She stopped to take an
other bite Of her cookie and then
turned her attention to the checkers
Reaching carefully into their small
coop, she picked out one of the chicks.
"Now, Speckles," she demonstrated
to the protesting mother hen, ''you
know | wouldn't hurt your little baby"
She held the tiny bit of down to her
cheek. 'Bless his little heart, the tiny,
cunnin' fng, muvver's own little
chickie," she cooed, as the chick nes-
tied contentedly against her soft cheek.
will his muvver let i'm have a teeny,
weeny Bit of cookie?"
Better not give it to him-might
cause appendicitis" laughed a mascu-
line voice from across the fence. BE,
sides, I'd rather have it if YOU have a
bite to spare" With a quick vault Jim
came over the fence.
He took the chicken from Marcia
and held 1t up to his cheek. isn't i'm
cunnn' little fing?" he leased.
SILLY" she retOrted. "put the chick