The Prescott daily news., 1920-05-07
SNOW-BIRD
By L. MAE POOLE.
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(0. 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper syndicate1

Barbara Jewell Craven, alias Bob Aunt "Bobwa." etc.. was spending the week end with her married sister in one of the suburbs just outside of Bes- ton. That Is, she slept and ate at Annals, but she spent most of her time tumbling and rollicking with two ador- able kiddies. Ruth Anna. with spun gold curls and two dimpled cheeks and a not-to-be-mistaken lisp, who called her Aunt .Bobwa," and Lester, IT, otherwise Buster" who called her any thing from Auntie to Auntie Bob.
 When one gets to the Aunt" stage. although said aunt is far from being bachelor girl" one is very apt to feel sort of old--but not so Barbara! And anyway, who could feel old at twenty two? AS Barbara told her sister, You know we are only as old as we feel and I'm about eighteen, mostlyl" The "glorious weekend" this time, as you may guess, was in the midst of coasting; and if one has good msm- ory-one is mostly eighteen" what more need be said?
 "Curls outside, please, Teddy Bearl" Between punttuations of hugs and kisses Barbara managed to get 'Ruf- fie" encased in an old blue Freddy Bear" suit.
 "Muvver thed," the adorable one be- gan-"Muvver thed thun'd steal gold out my curls !" and she shook her lit tie head.
 Run along, quickly, Buster-Aunt Bob will leave you if you don't hurry !" A chubby little mouth puckered for mothers kiss, and then he toddled along as fast as his leggined feet would carry him to Aunt Bob, who was lifting Ruth Anna onto Snow bird" Depositing him in the back of 'Rufiie." with the admonition to hold tight" she climbed the long. smooth hill couple of minutes walk from the house.
 "Oh, isn't this glorious" throwing back her head to drink in the clear, crisp air. It made one feel so alive Barbara was always 100 per cent alive in college-never missing an outdoor sport if possible; her cheeks being her testimonials. She was as keen for in- door sports, too; basket ball and all. "What's the use of living your 2 years, if you can't live them to the fullest?'' she used to chide her room- mate, who didn't care for skating, coasting. etc.--they were too strenuous.
 The first ride down was just enough to plant pink rosebuds in each of their cheeks, and make way for the gales of laughter to come as each ride grew swifter and swifter. Once or twice, ip turning out for bump or rough spot, they all but landed in heap, which brought forth excited little gasps and a peal of laughter from the pilot.
 From the living room window Anna watched rather longingly, wishing she had the courage-the life-to do the hundred and one things Barbara did. And coasting was such sport Every few minutes chubby hands would wave as they flew past, and she would smile and wave in return; every now and then calling her husband to share in the fun.
 Not few pairs of eyes were watch ing behind lace curtained windows. Some in smiling approval--and some not so. "Young ladies twenty-two years old -. all college was good forw
 One pair of eyes in particular, very deep and very clear, watched behind draped window-and approved. AL so, like Anna, wished her same wish everytime little squeals of delight and a very healthy laugh were heard. Be sides, he had caught tiny glimpse of beautiful pair of eyes as Barbara time and again made the ascent.
 "Some sport-not afraid of cold toes and red nose l" And then, foolish thought-red noses aren't found with cheeks the color of hers. Real honest to-goodness color" His heart thump- ed little too fast to be normal, and warm little sensation stole over him.
 We have heard that much abused word "fate" time and eternal-but call 1t what you will. Somewhere, some how, "Snow-bird" hit bumper it may have been that Barbara heard, sub-consciously. that heart beat be- hind the draped window.
 Theodore ,Waring-he of the clear eyes and deep, home from the coast after four years of seeing things" minus hat or top coat. started the thread of that "something by picking up soft bundle in his arms. A bun