The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1923-11-16
CHAPTER Ix-continued.
yes repeated Jim. "old friends

"Yes," repeated Jim, "old friends
.. We are, aren't We JennieY'
He reached over and possessed him.
self Of her hand. She pulled it from
him gently. but he paid no attention
10 the little muscular protest, and ex-
amined the hand critically. On the
back Of the middle finger he pointed
out scar-a very tiny scar.
'Do you remember how you got
that?" he asked.
Because Jim chung to the hand, their
she Joined in the examination.
"Why, don't believe l do" said
she.
II do" he replied. "We-you and 1
and Mary Forsythe were playing
rnumble-peg, and you put your hand
on the grass just as 1 threw the knife
1t cut yon, and left that scar"
II remember, now" said she.
"How such things come back over the
memory. And did 1t leave a scar
when l pushed you toward the red-hot
stove In the schoolhouse one blizzardy
day, like this, and you peeled the skin
Off your wrist where it struck the
stove?"
Look at It," said he, barring his
long and bony wrist. Fright there 7"
And they were off on the trail that
leads back to childhood. They had
talked long, and intimately, when the
shadows Of the early evening crept
into the corners of the room. Jennie
recalled the time when the tornado
narrowly missed the schoolhouse, and
frightened everybody in school nearly
to death.
Everybody but you, JIM" Jennie
remembered. you looked out of the
window and told the teacher that the
twister was going north of us, and
would kill somebody else"
did II" asked Jim.
EYES," said Jennie, land when the
teacher asked us to kneel and thank
God, you said, Why should we thank
God that somebody else is blowed
awayY She was greatly shocked"
II don't see to this day." Jim as
serted, what answer there was to !
my question"
In the gathering darkness Jim again |
took Jennie's hand, but this time she |
deprived him of It,
He was trembling like a leaf. Let |
It be remembered In his favor that |
this was the only girls hand he had |
ever held.
"You can't find any more scars on
t." she said soberly.
let me see how much 1t has
changed since 1 stuck the knife In
t." begged Jim.
Jennie held 1t up for inspection
tits longer. and slenderer, and
vhiter, and even more beautiful"
aid he, than the little hand / cut;
'ut 1t was then the most beautiful
land In the world to me-and still Is"
Il must light the lamps said the
ounty superintendent-elect, rather
|ustered, 1t must be confessed
Mamma Where are all the
1atches7"
Mrs. Woodruff and Mrs Irwin came
d. and the lamplight reminded Jim's
lother that the COW was still to milk,
nd that the chickens might need at ,
antion- The Woodruff sleigh came
D the door to carry them home; but
I'm desired to breast the storm. He
elt that he needed the conflict. Mrs.
win scolded him for his foolishness.
Ut he strobe Off into the whirling
rift, throwing back good-by for '
eneral consumption, and a pathetic '
nile to Jennie. ID
Hes as odd as Dicks hatband.p v
lid Mrs. Woodruff, "tramping of in e
storm Ike this" I
did you line him np7" asked the t
,lonel of Jennie. Il
The young lady started and blushed.
he had forgotten all about the poll e
- Of the situation. c
Tim afraid I didn't, papa" she n
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