Gunnison news-champion., 1922-08-04
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1t leAgth they rosa Monona funs
herself upon her father. He put her
aside firmly. every inch the father.
No. NO. Father was occupied now.
Ars. Deacon coaxed her away. Monona
encircled her mothers waist. lifted her
own feet from the floor and hung
upon her. ''She's such an active
child" Lulu ventured brightly.
"Not unduly active, think" her
brother-in-law observed
He turned upon Lulu his bright
smile. lifted his eyebrows. dropped his
lids, stood for . moment contemplat.
ing the yellow tulip. and % left the
room.
Lulu cleared the table Mrs. Dea.
con essayed to wind the clock. Well,
now. Did Herbert say II was twenty
three tonight when It struck the half
hour and twenty-one last night, or
twenty-one tonight and last night
twenty-threef She talked Of II a. theN
cleared the table. but Lulu did not
talk.
Cant you remembsfr Mra Dee
con said nj inst Il should think voc
might he useful"
Lulu was lifting the yellow tulip
to set II on the SILL She chnnged her
mind. She took the plant TO the wood
shed and tumbled Il with force upon
the chip-pile.
The dining room table was laid for
breakfast. Tie two women brought
their work and sat there. The child
Monona hung miserably about. watch
Ing the clock. Right or wrong. she
was put to bed by Il. She had eight
minutes more-seven--six-fi
Lulu laid down her sewing and left
the room. She went to the woodshed.
gropei about in the dark. found the
stalk Of the one tulip flower in Its
heap on the chip-pile.- The tulip she
fastened in her gown on her fiat chest
Outside were to be seen the early
stars. IT is said that II our sun were
as near to Arcturus rs we are near
10 our SUD the great Arcturus would
burn our sun TO nothingness.
In the Deacons' parlor sat Bobby
Larkin, eighteen. He was In pain all
over. He was come on an errnnd
which civilization has cOntrived to
make an ordeal.
Before him ON the table stood pho
tograph OF Diana Deacon, also eighteen.
He hated her with passion. At school
she Knocked him. aped him, whispered
about him, tortured him. For two
years he had hated her. Nights he
fell asleep planning to build a great
house and engage her as Its servant.
Yet. as he waited. he could not keep
his eyes from this photograph. 1t
was Di at her curllest, Mt her fullest.
Di conscioux of her bracelet, Di smil-
Ing. Bobby gazed, his basic aversion
to her hard-pressed by a most reluc-
tant pleasure. He hoped that he &o6ld
not see her. and he listened for her
voice.
Mr.. Deacon descended upon him
with an air carried from his supper
hour, bland. dispensing. Well! Let
as have IL. "what did you wish to see
me about with a use Of the past
tense as connOting something OF indi-
rection and hence OF delicacy-a
nicely customary. yet unconscious.
Bobby had arrived in his best clothes
and with an air Of such formality that
Mr.. Deacon had instinctively suspect
Cd him Of wanting to Join the church.
and, to treat the time with due sol
emnity, had put him in the parior un-
III he could attend at leisure.
Confronted thus by DIS father. the
speech which Bobby had planned de
oerted him.
-sT thought II you would give me .
job," he said defenselessly.
$50 that's i'll" Mr.. Deacon, who al
ways awaited but touch to be either
irritable or facetious, inclined now to
be facetiouA ''rflling teethr' he
: would know. Marrying folks. thenf''
Assistant Justice or assistant dentist
-which3
Bobby blushed. No. no. but In that
big building Of Mr.. DeAcon's where his
once was, wasn't there something
1t faded from him, sounded
ridicu1ous. OF course there was roth
thg. He saw It now.
sThese wns nothing. Mr.. Qeacoe
eoo1Fmed him. But Mr.. DcAcoa had
ap Idea. Hold on. he said-hold On