The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-03-10

| of Harriet's earnest eyes, her low, ca
ger voice, her encouraging arm about
Nina's shoulders.
They were all at breakfast when he
came down the next morning. His
mother, In one of her lacy, flowing
robes she always wore before noon,
laid down a letter half-read, to smile
at him. Ward, his dark head very
sleek above his informal summer cos
tune, was deep In talk with Bruce
Hopper, who had evidently ridden over
from the country club, and was In
well-fitting, shabby jersey that became
his somewhat lanky frame. Nina,
somewhat silent, but interested in ev-
erything, wore an expression of quiet
self-possession that her father found
touching. Nina was growing up, he
thought.
Completing the group. and officiat-
ing at the foot of the table, was the
radiant Harriet She looked as fresh
as one of the creamy rosebuds that
were massed I'm the dull blue bowl be-
fore her. her shining hair framing the
dusky forehead like dull gold wings,
the frail sleeves of her blue gown fall
ing back from her rounded arm.
you're late, my son." said Madame
Carter. as he kissed her temple.
"Never mind" Harriet said serenely,
1--WE just this instant come, and he
saves my facet Do turn that toast,
Nor nd ha NJ nd 70,
"Mr. Carriers fruit, Mollie. please"
Breakfast was the least formal of
all the informal meals at Crownlands. |
Bottomley was never in evidence until |
the late luncheon mail and newspa- |
pers, and the morning gaiety of the |
young people all made for cheerful dis |
order.
IF you're going into town at ten,
Father, Wen go, too" Nina suggested.
But l can't" she was heard to muir
muir In an undertone to the disappoint-
ed Bruce. II have to get clothes, don't
IT.
ooh, il-Brazil-Brazill !" the
youth said, dIsgustedly. II hate the
sound of 1t !"
These clothes are for the RANCH"
Nina said, smiling. Both her father
and Harriet augured well from the
youth's instantly transformed face.
"Say-honestly? he asked, inelo-
luently. with an irrepressible grin.
Il think So" Nina murmured. The
est of their conversation was inaudi-
lie; they presently wandered forth to
Irish 1t ON the tennis court Ward
ollowed his grandmother upstairs, and
Harriet and Richard were left to fin
sh their breakfast alone.
"You look tired" Harriet said, ris-
ng, when his omelette came in, and
ausing beside the head of the table
or an instant on her way to the
antry.
81 had a bad night" Richard adj
litted. but that's not all you're go |
lg to have for breakfast?" he pro-
ested.
II never have morel'' Harriet
miled. I'm sorry about the bad
light" said she. I
Il couldn't help thinking" Rich I
u NtFah- 10 H. hlVitit lie | q
dded, harshly, to the lowering maid.
"Nothing-no matter-sir," Mollie
retreating. ut was just
nat the man about the sheep came
r." she faltered.
1.-The sheepi" Richard echoed, r
owning. Harriet laughed gayly. n
"Oh, yes y she said. II told you ! h
I'D ordered two or three young d
leep," she explained. to keep our c
WINS cropped. They look so adora- d
e, and they do 1t so nicelyl Has he h
II them, Mollie?" she added, eagerly. e
Oh, 1 must see theml I'll be back in /,
,actly five minutes, Mr.. Carter" she II
Id. q
what are we supposed to do with
EN- In winter?' Richard asked, smil-
z.
,Oh. they will have little--a little n
.ra she ancwarad readily ssXau1l | ~