Shoshone journal., 1923-10-12

vaa.- "AeoelleYe knight, twenty
yeais from now you'll still be MIss
Lynette Randall" iisS
you are positively lnsuIti,o r.
roiu, ana | won't stay out here another
minute. Take me TO the house Imme.
diately." D'e illme-
Inc tell-tale mouth was oao,,
Lynette's undoing. Jerrold IooLeS -,
the SOFT quiyering lips and once more
humbled himself '' {
Lynette, Lynette, why cant wo
agreeE But | have a plan. dear and
Il you II only consent to try it we NAV
oe nappy after all. VIII you listen p,
Perhaps"
Wei, then, I'll give you vour
knight the next month IN which 70
rive. If he doesn't come by that time
wen bury him forever and never res.
urrect him. He's kept you waiting
iong enough. VIII you promise to do
that?"
Lynette thought rapidly. She hated
10 yield, yet she was growing fonder
OF Jerrold every day. Then, too. in
her secret heart she knew that Jerry
was right. She had maintained her
ideals lately for the most part through
stubborn loyalty.
"All right" she said slowly "f ha
doesn't come within the next month
I'm yours"
And the knight dies?'
Yes, but I'll hate to bury him.
Jerry"
"Tll make 1t the merriest funeral
ever was"
Then shake on 1t, to make It real
promise"
"Right-o, little pal. A real promise
1t Is. But even If the old codger does
turn up, I won't promise to fade from
the horizon"
II don't believe I'll want you to,
Jerry. Sometimes you even outshine
Sir Knight"
Brave little pal. Let's kiss on It"
They did and somehow Lynette felt
more reconciled to the possibility Of
losing her knight.
The last day of the allotted month
had come, but with 1t no knight.
Lynette, curled up in the porch
swing amidst a nest of cushions, was
reading her favorite volume, 'Idylls
Of the King"
81 wish the knight would come to-
hay, kitty" she told her little, blue
eyed kitten. 81 haven't wanted him so
very much lately and I'm rather
ashamed of being SO disloyal, but to-
lay, after Jerry's confident conceit
asst night and this lovely poem, want
lin almost as much as before If
lie would only come to show Jerry
hat I am right, I could send him
way and be happy with Jerry for
'ver Do you suppose he will come,
.itty?"
Kitty's soothing purr, together with
he lulling motion of the swing. sent
.ynette into a light slumber.
She wakened at the sound of foot
teps on the porch and looked up with
alf-opened eyes at an unknown but
amiliar face. Her knight She
ubbed her eyes like sleepy child.
He was perfect. Light hair waving
ack from the broad forehead, classic
ose, lips tender yet firm, finely mod
led chin-he could not be mistaken.
Through the side of the vine-covered
orch she could see the vague outlines
{ q white horse with something bright
his name cleaning in the sun. Be
ind him was another white, indistinct
,rm-perhaps another horse for her.
She did not note his clothes-only
.ared at his face.
"You did come, didn't you?" she
I'D softly. "Now I can show Jerry.
We waited so long for you"
He smiled wondrously, beautifully.
"I know I'm te,'-his voice was
ore than she had dared hope for
mt I had a little accident on Greene
rect"
"But you came just in time
I'm glad I'm In time. but l can't
Cd to talk, ma'am; I'm late now.
ow much do you want-twenty, or
irty, pounds? I'm the new iceman'
III know"
$50 he's dead and buriedf' asked
rry that night. "And you held the
neral without letting me dance at IL.
"He wasn't left to be buried
-nette answered with laugh. "Ine
,man blew him into such small
sces that he didn't even come
wn"
BE sure to thank the woman for
J."
and when he blew up, Jerry, you
w In and I'm going to make up TINS
pning for all the horrid evenings ,
s spoiled"