The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1922-03-16

meyer Demanded, cant you smut
Up7"
Why can't nobody show little sense
sometimes when they'd ought to? A
fish isn't goin' to bite when he can't
even hear himself think! Anybody
ought to know that much"
But the new arrivals hOoted. "Fish!'
Ramsey vociferated. "I'll bet hun
bred dollars there hasn't been even
minny in this creek for the last sixty
years."
"There is, tool" said Heinie, bitter
ly. "But l wouldn't be surprised there
wouldn't be no longer if you got to
keep up this noise. If you'd shut up
just minute you could see yourself
there's fish here"
Ramsey leaned forth over the edge
of the overhanging bank, a dirt preci-
pice five feet above the water, and
peered into the Understandable depths
below. The pool had been stirred,
partly by the inexpert pokings Of the
fishermen and partly by small clods
and bits Of dirt dislodged from above
by the feet of the audience. The wa
ter, consequently, was but brownly
translucent and revealed its secrets re-
luctantly; nevertheless certain dim lit
tie shapes had been observed to move
within it, and were still there. Ram,
sey failed to see them at first.
"Where's any ole fish," he inquired,
scornfully.
"Look!" whispered the girl who
| stood nearest to Ramsey. She point
ed. there's one. Right down there
by Willis hook. Don't you see himw
Ramsey was impressed enough to
whisper. "Is there? I don't see him!
I can't"
The girl came closer to him and, the
better to show him, leaned out over
the edge of the bank and, for safety in
maintaining her balance, rested her
left hand upon his shoulder while she
pointed with her right. Thereupon
something happened to Ramsey. This
touch upon his shoulder was almost
nothing, and he had never taken the
slightest interest in Milla Rust Ito
whom that small warm hand belongeH i,
though she was the class beauty, and
long established in the Office. Now, all
at once, a peculiar and heretofore en-
tirely unfamiliar sensation suddenly
became important in the upper part of
his chest. For a<moment he held his
breath, an Involuntary action-he
seemed to be standing in a shower OF
flowers.
Don't you see it, Ramsey?' Milla
whispered. tits great big one.
Why, it must be as long as--as your
shoe! Look"
| Ramsey saw nothing but the thick
round curl on Milla's shoulder. That
curl was shot with dazzling fibers OF
sunshine. He seemed to be trembling
II don't see it," he murmured husk.
lily, afraid that she might remove hel
hand II can't see any fish, Milla."
She leaned farther out over the
bank. "Why, there, goosie" she whis
pered. Fright there
II can't see It,"
She leaned still further, bending
down to point. "Why, right tn"
At this moment she removed hel
hand, from his shoulder, though unwill
ingly. She clutched at him, in fact
but without avail. She had been to-
amiable. ,a .e
A loud shrek was uttered by throat
ADLER to vocalize, just then, than Milla's
for in her great surprise she said moth
ing whatever-the shrek came fror
the other girls as Milla left the crest 9
, the overhanging bank and almost hor
izontally disappeared into the brow
. water. There was tumultuous splash
, and then Of Milla Rust and her well
known beautifulness there was moth
, ing visible in the superficial world, no
, upon the surface Of that creek. In
, vanishment was total.
| "Save herw
) Several girls afterward admitte
! having used this expression, and littl
}, Miss Floy Williams, the youngest an
i smallest member Of the class, wa
+ unable to deny that she had said, "Ol
D God!" Nothing could have been moi
Q natural, and the matter need not hay
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