The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1921-03-31
BARBARA-BABS
BY AGNES a. HRocAN.
(@. 1871. western Newspaper union.>
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Barbara cambridge sometimes felt
that she had two personalities. and
whether the one adopted with the alb
breviation Of her name was her true
personality, or the other OF the digni-
fed Miss Barbara, the girl herself.
could not determine. 1t all came or
being born into q wealthy, aristocratic
family on your fathers side, and one
of sweet simplicity on your mothers
side. So Babs decided the matter OF
her dual natule.
The BaInbridges left nothing undone
that might further their granddaugh-
ter's natural advantage, while old
Gran'ma Burnie instructed her In
homely tasks and gave to her homely
pleasures. Barbara's mother died at
her child's birth, while the father, who
had truly loved his young wife, passed
most Of bis later years In one Of the
foreign offices connected with his vast
business interest. Barbara In her girl
hood had looked forward with secret
joyful anticipation to the weeks ct
summer which would take her out to
Gran'ma Burnie's farm. It was there.
IN ruf1ed pink gingham frocks, that she
became Immediately Babs," leaving
the cultured young person behind.
There was a little attic room at the
farm cottage that BaCs occupied.
where a rambler rose peeped Its
fragrant head through the easement
window, and where across sun-steeped
meadows she could hear the first soft
STRINGS of early morning. Babs had
loved to lie lazily awake In the iaven-
der scented bed, listening to these
sounds and planning the freedom OF
her day. Usually. as she rested and
as a part Of the program awaited,
came boys happy song:
eff a body, meet body.
Coming through the rye
II body. kiss q body
Need body, cryr
Sometimes the air was half whis-
tied, the whistler absorbed for the mo-
ment with the departure Of unruiy
Holstein's from their directed path.
And once, Babs looking down at the
big boy from her rose-screened win
dow, had dressed hurriedly. and in an
adventurous spirit forestalled him up
on his return. AS though by mere
chance she met him In the path that
led through the meadow; she was
busily picking buttercups and she
daringiy sang his song. And the boy,
at her saucy smile bent suddenly and
unbelievingly, and turning back the
pink ruffle Of her sunbonnet, kissed
her. Laughing. he had hummed back
as he went on his way,
'Need body cryf"
Bab's had not cried; she had been
angry. Obi so very angryi And a
summer passed thereafter, before the
incident was forgotten.
To "Jim Evans boy" Bab's was
Gran'ma Burnie's granddaughter. that
was all; while to the girl. young Jim
was the son of a departed and be-
loved country doctor, whom gran'ma
had known in his youth. Jim's moth
er was gone now, too, and the boys
ambitious planning seemed to have
small foundation In his present. Of
helper to an exacting uncle But
the time Of Bab's presentation to so
ciety sounded, and the little sleeping
princess of country lanes went back,
with eyes opened to new duties. Miss
Barbara cambridge proved a success
socially; gratified. her grandparents
realized that they were rewarded for
their effort. She was lovely, too. with
the sweet freshness Of the deplored
Burnie's. and with their true look In
her eyes: Grandfather thought thai