The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1922-01-26
CHAPTER v.

Along the road of Newton Heights
spring and her irstling crept out ten
derby. Even close up to the rim of
the tiled highway itself, an occasional
colony of wood violets dared to show
their heads for the brief moment be-
fore they suffocated. The threat of
rain still lay on the air, but the Sun
day rank and file of motors threw back
tops, lowered windshields and turned
shining noses toward the greening
fields.
In the ~red-leather %tOnneau, with her
little face wind-blown and barred to the
kiss of the air, Sadie Barnet turned to
visor of his checked cap and up into
his small inset eyes.
Isis that the house up on the hill
there, Jerry?"
Not yet. It's right around the next
bend"
I'm that nervous
"Lemme feel"
mo"
That's a swell way to treat a fell
low who's promised to marry you"
"You-you must excuse me today,
Jerry. Honest, with a wink of sleep
I'm so upset with poor Dee Dee,
and on top of that so nervous about
your little girl and the house and ev-
erything. And, Dee Dee-when l think
of Dee Dee"
Don't think, Peachy that's the way
to get around that"
II can't help it. You ought to
seen her at the doctors this morning,
how-how the poor thing lost her nerve
when he told her that there-there
wasn't NJ hope"
saw, now, cut the sob stuff, Peachy
You can't help it. Poor old devil.
Maybe she's just getting what's due to
her."
"Jerryr'
Sure, 1 believe every one of us gets
what's coming to u.s."
"She-" n
Here we are, Tootsie. See, Peachy,
that's the house I bought her and her
mother, and they was kicking at it be-
fore the plaster was dry"
"Oh! OH"
That's a concrete front. Neat, amt
it7 That's a mosaic-floor porch, too, ]
built IN a year after her and her
mother vamoosed." /
ITS a beautiful house, Jerry"
You're the kind of kid that knows
how to appreciate a home when she
gets 1t. But her with her she-devil of
a mother, they no one got in than
they began to side with each other
against me-her and her old mother
trying to learn me how to run my own
shebang."
Say, but amt it pretty, Jerry, right
up over the river, and country all
around, and right ver there in back
the street cars for the city when you
want them?'
"This is going to be your street car,
Peachy, a six-cylinder one"
She colored like a wild rose.
ooh, Jerry, II keep forget ing"
"By Cad it's a good thing I'm going
TO give up my CITY rooms n come
here to watch my p's and as. Gosh
darn her neck! 1 told her to quit clut-
tering up that side yard turf with her
gosh darn little f1ower-beds! Gosh
darn her neck There never was q
worth her hide
Jerry, why, they're beautiful! They
lust look beautiful, those pansies, and
S that the little girl Siding up there on
he porch steps? Isis that Maisie?"
They drew to a stop before the box
ornate house. On the topmOst
tep of the square veranda the inert
igure of a small girl.
Jaw, amt she cute?"
Miss Barnet sprang lightly to the
idewalk, and beside her Mr.. Jerome
Beck fecked the dust of travel from J
he bay of his waistcoat, shaking his }
knees into place. +.
Jerry, call her here, the little girl.
lou tell her who-who l am. Tell her I
emily, Jerry, and-and how good I'm
ding to be to her and-aw, amt | the l
lily, though, to feel so treinbly?" 2