The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1921-06-24
CHAPTER NlNE-cOntinued.

an corded In minute, said Mr.
Blenklnsop.
lie got along very well with his
task. When they began eating he re-
marked. 1--WE been lookin' at that pic
tur' of a girl with baby in her arms.
Brings the water to my eyes. It's kind
O. llfelike and nat'ral. It's an A
number one pictur'-nO mistake"
He pointed at a large painting on
the wall.
ITS Paullnei" said the Shepherd.
Sure she's one O. the saints O.
God" the widow exclaimed. "Shes
started a school for the children o.
them Eytalians an Poles She's tryIn'
to make 'em good Americans"
I'm never forget that night" Mr..
Blenkinsop remarked.
If We don't forglt 1t, I'll never mend
another hole in yer pants" the widow
answered.
1--WE never blabbed a word about
It to any one but Mr. Singleton"
Keep that in yer soul, man. It's
yer ticket to Paradise" said the
widow.
"She goes every day to teach the
Poles and Italians, but have her here
with me always" the Shepherd re.
marked. 'Tm glad when the morn
ing comes so that can see her
again"
"God bless the chIldl We was
sorry 10 lose her but we have the
pictur' and the look O. her with the
love O. God In her face" said the
Widow Moran.
Nov light yer pipe and take yer
comfort, man." said the hospItable
widow, after the dishes we're cleared
away. "Sure it's more like Christmas
to see a man an pipe in the house
No, you can't help me with the
dishes, and wouldn't have you pot
tering around me If you could. Heav-
ems, no man in the kitchen is worse
than q hole in yer pettlcOat."
So Mr.. BlenkInsop sat with the
Shepherd while the widow went about
her work With his rumpled hair,
clean-shaven face, long nose and
prominent ears, he was not a hand
some man. but there was Something
in his face today that lad been alb
sent for so long that 1t was n new
man that sat at the table of the Widow
Moran. man whom happiness and the
feeling that he had really got back his
Old Self had transformed.
This is the top notch an no mis-
take" he remarked as he lighted his
pipe. "BlenkinsOp is happy. He feels
like his Old Self. He has no fault
to find with anything or anybody"
Mr.. Blenkinsop delivered this report
on the state of his feelings with a seri-
Gus look in his gray eyes.
1T kind O. reminds me o. the time
when l used to hang up my stoekin'
an look for the reindeer tracks in
the snow on Christmas mornin," he
went on. "Since then, my OIL socks
have been full O. pain an trouble
every Christmas"
"ThOse / knit for We left here full
of good wishes" said the Shepherd.
Say, when put EN- on this morn
in with the billed shirt an the suit
that Mr. Bling sent me, my Old Self
came an asked me where ] was gOn'
and when l said ! was goin' to soen'
Christmas with a respectable family,
ne said, 4 guess I'll go with ye. so
here we be-"
THE Old Selves of the village have
Rll been kicked out-of-doors," said the
Shepherd. 1.-The other dAy you told
me about the trouble you had with
yours. That night, all the Old Selves
of Bingville got together down IN the
garden and talked and talked about
their relatives so couldn't sleep II
was kind of Selfand. ! told Judge
Croker about It and he said that that
was exactly what was going on in the
Town hall the other night at the pub
lie meeting"
.'rhe folks are drunk-as drunk as
] was In Hazelmead last May" said
Mr.. Blenklnsop. "They have been
drunk with gold and pleasure"
THE fruit of the vine Of plenty,
said Judge Croker who had just
come up the stairs. merry Christ
masi" he exclaimed as he shook
hands. mir. Blenkinsop, you look as
If you were enjoying yourself"
AN why not when yer Self has
been away an just got back1"
'And you've killed the fatted
turkey" said the judge, as he took
out his silver snuR box. "One by one
the prOdigals are returning"