The Dolores star., 1922-09-29
Marcia's Honey
Lamb
BY MARTHA WILLIAMS
OH Observation-Disclosures lii0
o. 1922. by Mcclure New.na,,.r S,-,.-II,

f'u' sil, HOW i nate him Makes
me III Just TO think of him gobbling
up my cherry pie"
Maybe Wen gobble him up instead"
Roy answered hopefully. once he is
full fed. and in fine humor. | shan't
mind asking him $500 for Little Tot"
He shan't have her-not for 5000
nor twice that" Marcia protested
stoutly. My honey lamb! I'd rather
see her break her neck than belong to
him. Besides-I think | know why
he's so bad Off to get her-thinks she's
Worid-beater in the pip, and hopes
We don't suspect it,"
well, however that may be-if he
shakes $500 of the long green at me
he gets her" from Roy.
He does not emphatlcary. "She's
mine, remember! Given to me the day
after married you-not the day be
fore. luckily. Property acquired after.
you see, young man-so you can't sell
one hair Of her tail unless agree"
But, Marcla-S50O is a fine price
for gang!ing two-year-old whose
'''NhS hHoNS, IbT even Is
likely to find out. The stranger who
gave her to you, because she couldn't
go yard farther. vanished-for good
reason, no doubt. | have thought al
ways he had stolen the mother. and
was too Superstitious to kill the foal.
or leave 1t to starve by the road"
Very likely-hut Totty isn't gan
CLING two-year-old She's her own
pedigree. Made right from nose to
heel. Not pretty-pretty colts don't
turn out world wonders. / know
didn't | see half dozen of them back
at Uncle Dams? He sold two of them
in spite of my begging him not-and
says now, If only he'd kept them, we
would all of us be rich"
"Oh, you make me tired" Roy com
planned "What's law against men and
money? We must have money, or else
lose out. You know it as well as do.
SO be reasonable. wouldn't cross
you If il wasn't matter of necessity"
Don't worry-you are not going
to do it," Marcia returned provokingly.
when Bald CoOt knows that | go
with my fIly-"
"Why! He'll be hotter than ever
for trading" Roy laughed. "Who
wouldn't be, Marsh-especially after
tasting your cooking?"
II might name several without
stralning my rememberer," Marcia
said with n toss of her head that set
its tumblcd curls framewise about her
rosy face. 1t was not beautiful, but
full Of health, youth and charm. Bald
Coot. otherwise Silas Jones, Esq, felt
the charm as he ambled to the door of
the rawly new framehouse, so unfin-
isked 1t was barely habitable, for all
Marcia's brave endeavorings with
whitewash and packing box make
shifts. Her threadbare gingham faded
to soft dull blue became her wonder
fully, albeit 1t was none so clean. She
had no ornament beyond the thin we'd
ding ring upon roughened finger.
Altogether, she was a figure not of
poverty, but of pinched and decent
aspiration.
As such, she did not warm the cal
lous Jones' heart.-rather she stirred In
1t n quicker touch of greed. Five hun
dred for that young thing would be
wicked eXtravagance-better say two
at first and 20 on to the quarter as
II through an excess Of liberality. So
II took him all aback to hear stead
fastly spoken: "Tm sorry you've come
II. t1,nv
trouble for your pains. ought to have
told Roy up and down Totty wasn't
for sale at any price. AS didn't
won't you stay to dinner with us
Just to show you're not mad with usT
with pleesher," Jones responded,
smirkng hard. Roy's sullen face en-
couraged him more than the aspect of
things general. Besides, he was sharp
set-as an old campaigner, he knew
what surprises lurked often in country
fare. In reward of such faith he de-
voured new potatoes, early cabbage
boiled to perfection with a scrag of
ham. along with hot cornbread, fresh
buttermilk, and crisp young lettuce,
praising all cffusively, and leadiSg up
after the cherry pie, to renewed ofter
for the tilly.
Three hundred-couldn't think OF
making it less. after the way they mad
treated him. ROy's eyes grew eager
but Marcia's hardened-she had been
watching Jones narrowly
for an elusive likeness. Suddenly she
caught it-and likewise caught hei
breath. He was the tilly's giver, OF
his twin-either way, there was need
to beware. Hence she shook her heau
more decisively than ever, saying!
"Not for three hundred, nor iive-nof
even a thousand. Totty's all the baDy
I'VE got-I am not going to sell her.
Look out you don't lose her-horse
critters die mighty easy sometimes
Jones all but snarled.
The snarl walked the man In foy'
Very civlly he said: "1ou better De
moving, Mr.. Jones. Understand, what
nv wife says is the word with the
mark on i'll stand behind her all
a., rr,l,ap TOnpS vanished.