The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1921-09-09

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cert'nly wasn't"
They weren't rude to your"
Yes. they ~cert'nly werel"
We'll. then"
Mama. can't you underestimate
Florence turned from the window to
beseech Mrs. Atwater's concentration
upon the matter. 1T isn't 'playingr
I didn't want to play being a report
er; they amt playing
Aren't playing. Florence"
"leS'm. They're not. Herbert's
got a real printing press; Uncle 10
Seph gave it to him. It's a real one,
1nama, can't you understands
I'll try said Mrs. Atwater. you
mustn't get so excited about it, Flor
ence.'
I'm not" Florence turned vehe-
mently. Il guess it'd take more than
hose two vile things and their old
printin' press to get me excited l
lon't care what they do: it's far les
than nothing to me All l wish is
they'd fall off the fence and break
heir vile ole necks!"
With this manifestation OF imper
sonal calmness, she turned again to
the window; but her mother protest
ed. do find something else to anus
you, Florence; and quit watching
those foolish boys; you mustn't Id
them upset you so by their playing"
Florence moaned ''They don't 'uIt
set ME, mama They have no effect
on me by the slightest degree! And l
told you, mama, they're not playing y
"Then what are they doing?'
well, they're having a newspaper.
They got the printing press and an
office in Herbert's ole stable, and ev-
erything. They got somebody to give
EN- some ole b%anisters and a railing
from a house that was torn down
somewheres, and then they got 1t stuck
up In the stable loft, so 1t RUM across
with a kind Of a gate In the middle OF
these banisters, and on one side Is
the printing press, and the other side
they got a desk from that nasty little
Henry RoOter's mothers attic; and d
table and some chairs, and a map ON
the wall and that's their newspaper
office. They go out and look for what's
the news, and write it down in ink
and then they go through the gate to
the other side Of the railing where the
printing press Is. and print 1t for their
newspaper"
'But what do they do on the fence
SO much?"
tWThnf5c U,hnv~n <h0v so 70 vyotoh
what the news is" Florence explained
morosely. 'They think they're So
grand, sittin' up there, pokin' arc md.
They go other places, too; and rhey
ask people. That's all they said
could be !" Here the lady's bitterness
became strongly intensified. ''They
said, maybe | could be % the ones
they asked if ! knew anything, somd-
times, if they happen to think of it!
just respectf'ly told 'em I'd decline to
wipe my oldest shoes on 'em to saw
their lives"
Mrs. Atwater sighed. You mustn't
use such expressions, Florence"
81 don't see why not" the daughter
objected. 'They're d lot more refined
than the expressions they used ol
me"
Then I'm very glad you didn't play
with them"
But at this, Florence once more
gave way to flial despair. MAMA,
you just can't see through anything
I've said anyhow fifty times they ain
aren't playing! They're getting up i
real newspaper, and people buy it,
and everything. They have Deer all
over this part of town and got every
aunt and uncle they have, besides their
own fathers and mothers, and some
people In the neighborhood, and Kitty
Silver and two or three other colOred
people besides, that work for families
they know. They're going to charge
twenty-five cents a year, cOllect-in-ad
vance because they want the money
1rst and even papa gave EN- a quar-
ter last night; he told me So"
"How often do they publish their
paper, Florence?" Mrs. Atwater in
CURED somewhat absently. having re-
sumed her sewing.
N'S "SChS 0du IhCy ! gum ~
AVE the first IN a week from to-
day."
what do they call 1T"
"The North End Daily Oriole. It's
the silliest name l eve heard for q
newspaper; and | told 'em so. | told
en- what | thought of 1t, / guess"
"Was that the reasonY" Mrs. At
water asked.
WAS 1t what reason, mama?"
"Was 1t the reason they wouldn't
let you be a reporter with them?"
pooh" Florence exclaimed airily.
Il didn't want anything to do with
their ole paper. But anyway l didn't
make fun O their calm 1t the North
End Daily Oriole till after thej said
| couldn't be In 1t. Then ! did. you
bet! !"
Florence. don't say
Mama, l got to say somep'm! Well,