The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-05-26

5 keeper.
i After the breakfast things wer'
: cleared away Johnnie Jared forth to {
y certain house adjoining Riverside
: drive. where he earned ten dollars 4
? week as outdoors man. His business
! was to do odd jobs about the place
? He cut and watered the lawn Ht
: made small repairs. Beatrice had q
? rose garden. and under her direction
, he dug. watered and fertIlized.
: Incidentally, the snub-nosed little
puncher with the unfinished features
. adored his young mistress In the
dumb. uncritical fashion a schoolboy
, does q Ty Cobb or an Eddie Collins
! In his heart he had hopes that Clay
! would fall In love with and marry her.
! But her actions worried him. Some
times he wondered II she really under
stood what catch Clay was.
He tried to tell her his notions on
the subject the morning Clay praised
his fiapjacks.
She was among the rose-bushes.
gfoved and hated. clipping American
Beauties for the dining room. dainty
but very self-reliant little personality.
Miss Beatrice, been thinkin' about
you and Clay" he told her. leaning on
his spade.
What have you been thinking about
us?" the girl asked. shipping of a big
rose.
How you're the best-Iookin' couple
that man would see anywheres
| Int hor 81,
flowed. IF | thought nonsense like
that | wouldn't say It," she said quiet
ly. Were not Il couple. He's a man.
I'm woman. I like him and want to
stay friends with him if you'll let me-"
Sure. | know that but" Johnnie
CROPPED helplessly to try to explain
what he had meant. "Clay he likes
you heap" he finished lnadequately
The eyes of the girl began to dance.
There was no use taking ofrense at
this simple soul. Does he? I'm sure |
I'm gratified," she murmured. busy |
with her scissors among the roses.
yep. never knowed Clay to look
at girl before. He sure thinks heap
of YOU
She gave queer little bubbling
laugh. you're fiattering me-"
Honest, | aint Johnnie whispered
a secret across the rose bushes. Say,
If you work it right believe you can
get him."
The girl sparkled. Here was new
slant on matrimonial desIrablity.
Clearly the view of the little cow
puncher was that Clay had only to
crook his fingers to summon any girl
in the world that he desired.
what would you advise me TO dor
she dimpled.
"Sho! l dunno" He shyly I'M
burdened himself of the warning he
had been leading up to. But I'd
tie can to that dude fellow that hangs
around-the Bromfeld guy. O. course
know he amt one, two, three with
you while Clay's on earth. bnt don't
reckon I'd take any chances, as the
Did sayin is. Better get shet of the [
dude"
Miss Whitford bit her lip to keep
from exploding In a sudden gale of
nrth. But the sight of her self-ap-
lonted chaperon set her of into peais
If laughter in spite of herself Ev-
ny time she looked at Johnnie she
vent off into renewed chirrups. He
vas so homely and so deadly earnest.
The little waif was staring at her In
'erplexed surprise. mouth open and
hin fallen. He could see no occasion |
or gayety at his suggestion. There
vas nothing subtle about the Runt.
u his social code wealth did NOT fig
re. rty-dollar-a-month bronco
ulster was free to offer advice to the
auglter of millionaire about her II
Matrimonial prospects If II seemed Y,
est. NJ
Clay amt one o the common run of II
,wpunchers, maam. You bet you, Y
Y jollies. he amt. Clay he owns a n
llf-interest in the B-in-a-Box. o. II
PURSE II amt what he's got, but what II,
2 is that counts. He's the best darned
lgrim ever did see"
Hes all right. Johnnie" the girl II
United with an odd smile. do you "
ant me to tell him that I'll be glad Y
drop our family friends to meet his
'proval? don't suppose be asked
'u W speak 10 me aDOut IL nlu her w
The little range-rider missed the
Dny of this mo. nia'am. ! Jest but !,
d in. Mebbe I hadn' ought to of Nv
Oke" Il"
You needn't feel had. Johnnie. ''
iere's no harm done-lf you don't 'o'
Y anything about II to Mr. Lindsay. -,
1t | don't think you were Intended o''
r matchmaker. That takes quite ~
little finesse. doesn't M" ."'
The word ''finesse" VAS not In John. uei
IS dictionary. hut he acquiesced In s"'
r verdict. SUI
Il reckon. ma'am. you're right" '"e
a
lay WIS waiting for lunch nj q rot
erie on Sixth avenue, and in order W"
lose no time-of which he had more "'s
i now than he knew what 10 40 qu'
-h-was meanwhile reading a news W."
per propped against a water-bottIe ''i'i
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