Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1921-10-28


'You can't do that. Hiram happens
90 be the first selectman in this town."
snformed Alice
His hair Is like his carrots
His cheeks are like his beets:
With wheelbarrow he peddles
All kinds of green's for eats"
None of the four imaginative
misses noticed curly, redheaded
young man stink out the back door Of
the hall that reached through me
house. Hiram strobe energetically
down to the Hunter garage.
SAY Bob. have you got good
Tin Lizzy' to sell this morning?"
y got a brand new one-came last
Aight-want itT'
Yes, right now. Hadn't intend
ed to get one till next month.
Changed my mind You know | got
a license-used to run Uncle Dayid's
truck last winter in the city. No one
Knows it around here, though"
In less time than it takes TO tell
Il, Hiram's car was loaded with garden
truck and back to the gate where had
stood the four girl vacationists. Aunt
Carlena' preceded four pop-eyed gig
giers to select dainties for dinner Can
saloupes, water melon, green corn,
tomatoes, cucumbers and bright red
Horticultural beans filled the arms of
the crowd, who gazed at the luscious
Fruit and fresh vegetables with long
ing.
The next day was Town Picnic"
DAY. Aunt Car'lena" hired Hiram to
take her guests and herself to the fes-
hYitieS. Hiram arrived minus his
thick red curls, having had a short
cut. His white fannels, white silk
hose and new panama were immacu-
bate.
Marie, the wit of the crowd. whis-
Pered: He ought TO have a white
Sheelbarrow and peddle pond lilies"
Estelle registered rebuttal
ION, you're softing fast, aren't your"
sneered Alice.
While the picnickers were gath
ering, the younger element enioyed
few dances. After watching Marie
and Hiram steal through IA sweet. old
fashioned waltz, the "bald-headed
carrot glidad over to Estele and led
ner into maze of modern, newest
fancies. Soon it required all the con
eentration she possessed to follow him.
There was no time to wonder until he
Ted her to a far corner of the grove
by the water. Unable. then, to with
Bold her curiosity, she ventured:
Where did you learn to dance like
EhatI"
With quiet tones of concealed CON
guest he replied Il am dancing
teacher, winters But ! thought
would try dancing with wheel
0arrow on a farm-scientifc dancing
SO / came TO the old place to ex-
pertinent l find it very interesting
u more ways than one" with slv
glance our the corner Of his eve.
Just then some one came asking Hi
ram to take him home.
Estelle had seen--what In Hirom's
Die brown eyes? Whatever II was
Il caused her to get into the boat and
row a short distance to an island in
the lake.
No one saw her depart. When the
eXcursionists started for home. the
verdict was that Estelle had stolen
march on them, or ride. After driv-
ing his passengers home, and not find
mig Estelle there, Hiram returned to
she boat landing.
The boat was floating near the
shore having drifted near IFS stake
Estelles amateur knot had not held. A
Derlorn little figure stood waving on
abe island.
Hiram removed the white shoes and
socks waded TO the boat and soon
feached the shore of the island He
ala not land, however. but droDped
the stone used for an anchor. preten-
nously laid the oars in the bottom of
me boar, and folded his arms.
Eslelle looked AT him In amazc,aont
Aren you going to take me ashore
SIR Green?"
In fine tenor he sang to his own
mproyisement:
His hair is like his carrots.
his cheeks are like his beets.
with wheelbarrow he peddles
All kinds of greens for eats"
EsteIle'S face gradually grew like
his beeJs."
Say, EsteIle, will you ever have a
use for my old wheelbarrow?"
Estelle turned and fed to a clump
II spruce and threw herself on .
rock.
Soon pair OF strong arms grasped
her tight voice whispered gently.
sl'E not quite as hard as thai rock
buff take you home. VIII Won
marry bald-headed carrot and have
uger lilies in the flower garden? WIN
You be Mrs. Charlie Wheelbarrow?
ksteile couldn't see The freckles. for
der eyes were shut and her head
buried into blue slk shirt. Her
hands We're reaching for red curIs thai