Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1921-09-02


"Look," She Ureed-It Was One Of the
Charming WiIes of Her-"Look at
NV New Dress"
woman, If you had an education"
Babe Littleford pursued with child
like eagerness: "And what makes
you want me to be such a s-splendid
WOman?"
Dale lifted his gray eyes and an
swered her frankly:
Because l expect to marry you
some day."
Babe Littleford blushed deeply. Her
eyes were glad, filed with rejoicing.
If he didn't love her now, at least just
a weeny-teeny bit, he wouldn't be
thinking Of marrying her some day,
certainly, and this conclusion made
her happier than she had ever been in
all her life before. She wished wildly
that she could hug him with all her
might-and she had a. big notion to do
it. But what would he think Of her?
Well, there would come day when
she would surely hug him with all her
might. She would simply break his
blessed bones, almost.
"Will you go to Patricia tomorrow ?"
he asked.
She really believed that she ought
to go. But the thought Of leaving him
was more hateful than ever, now that
she knew he meant to marry her. She
strove to change the subject
"See that little, teeny flower over
there-that little, teeny, blue one?'
she asked, pointing. That's a day
flower. It's the purest blue Of any.
They call 1t a dayfower because it
don't last but jest one single day"
And again, pointing: "See that little,
teeny, purple flower over there at them
twisted laurels? That's called Jobs
tears, and they don't last but one day,
neither. That little red, spidery thing
is bee balm. Over yander at the
hick'ry Is monkshood. I Earned the
names out O. a book Major Bradley
loant me- Hadn't we better be agoin'
toward home? it'll be a-comin'
dark purity soon, won't it?'
Said Dale, "Will you go back to
Patricia tomorrow
"I-IVe been a-Wonderin'," MUIR
INJURED Babe. (Which is proper, Bill,
bust or burst?'
Dale spoke quickly. Burst for you,
bust for me. VIII you go back to
Patricia?"
Beaten, Babe Littleford drew long
breath and smiled.
"Yes, Mister Dale" she answered
resignedly. II will. I'll go whar-
where you want me to go, eff it's
to Torment Now tell me how 1t comes
/ that / find my people and their inc
mics as thick as m'lasses in a jug,
while we walk on"
.
When Dale returned to John More
lands cabin from having seen Babe
he found Major Bradley and BY Heck
waiting at the gate. Heck had some
important, bad news, he said.
Better not tell me about 1t until
after supper" replied Dale. "I'm as
hungry as you ever were, By"
They went In to sit down to one of
the best meals Addie MOreland had
ever prepared. When they had fin
ished eating, John MOreland led the
way into the best room, where they
took chairs. The major produced
cigars. BY Heck, swollen with feel
ing Of greatness, lighted the wrong
end Of his weed, faced Dale, and be-
gan to unburden his mind of it's weight
of information.
"Well, Bill, old boy" he began-and
then stopped to wonder why his cigar
wouldn't smoke as well as the majors
"Well, Bill, old boy" he went on, final
ly. Henderson Goff, he's shore been
as busy as a one-armed man in a bum
blebee's nest. CANT see, igod, what's
wrong with this here seegyar. He's
went and brung about twenty-five Tor
reys from two places knowed as Jer
us'lem cove and Hatton's hell, to helI
work his mine when he gifts 1t. They're
all a-puttin' up with them Balls. The
TOrreys Is part Injun, Cherokee In
jun, and I've heered it said at they
was as bad or wuss'n rattlesnake
BROTH"
Major Bradley blew little cloud Of