The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-05-30
In the Days Of Poor Richard

and the history OF France and Eng
land" said John Irons.
THAT is the most astonishing thin,
have ever heardw she exclaimed
How has he done it?'
"The minister was his master until
we went into the bush. Then had te
be farmer and school-teacher. There
is a great thirst for learning in this
New World"
How DO you find time for it?"
ooh, we have leisure here-more
than ycu have. In England even your
wealthy young men are overworked.
They dine out and play cards until
three in the morning and sleep until
midday. Then luncheon and the cock
fight and tea and parliament The
best of US have only three steady hab.
its. We work and Study and sleep"
"And fight savages." said the woman.
I'VE do that, sometimes, but II Is
not often necessary. If II were not for
white savages, there would be no red
ones. You would find America a good
country to live in"
AT least l hope II will be good to
sleep in this night" the woman an
swered, yawning. "Dreamland is now
the only country care for"
The ladies and children, being near
spent by the days travel and excite
ment, turned in soon after supper.
The men slept on their blankets, by
the fire, and were up before daylight
for dip in the creek near by. While
they were getting breakfast, the WON
en- and children had their turn at the
creekside.
That day the released captives were
in better spirits. Soon after noon the
company came to swollen river,
where the horses had some swimming
to do. The older animals and the fol-
lowing colts went through all right.
but the young stallion which Jack and
Margaret were riding began to rear
and plunge. The girl in her fright
Jumped off his back in swift water and
was swept into the rapids and tumbled
about and put in some danger before
Jack could dismount and bring her
ashore.
you have increased my debt to
you" she said, when at last they were
mounted again. "What a story this is
1t is terribly exciting"
They rode on In silence, feeling now
the beauty of the green woods. 1t had
become a magic garden full of new and |
things Some power had |
entered them and opened their eyes. |
The thrush's song grew fainter in the |
distance. The boy was first to speak. |
81 think that bird must have had a |
long fight sometime" he said.
"Why?"
Il am sure that he has heard the
music OF Paradise. wonder II you
are as happy as / am"
81 was never so happy" she an
;wered
'What a beautiful country we are
M l have forgotten all about the
LANCER and the hardship and the evil
men. Have you ever seen any place
Ike It?''
mo. For a time we have been rid
ng in fairyland."
81 know why" said the boy.
"Why?"
ut is because we are riding together.
I is because l see you"
ooh. dearl | cannot see you. Let
IS ger off and walk" she proposed.
They dismounted.
did you mean that honestly?
Honestly" he answered.
She looked up at him and put her
and over her mouth.
II was going to say something. 1t
'ould have been most unmaidenly,"
he remarked.
There's something in me that Will
OF stay unsaid. love you," he de-
Jared.
She held up her hand with a serious
,ok in her eyes. Then, for a moment
ne boy returned to the world of re-
lily.
81 am sorry. Forgive me. 1 ought
OF to have said it," he stammered.
But didn't you really mean it?" she
sked with troubled eyes.
Il mean that AMI more, but l ought
Dt to have said ii now. 1t isn't fair.
gu have just escaped from a great
anger and have got a notion that you
re in debt TO me and you don't know
UGH about me anyhow"
She stood in his path looking up at
IN.
Jack" she whispered. "Please say
again."
No, it was not gone. They were still
the magic garden.
81 love you and | wish this Journey
uld go on forever" he said.
"a, too, will wait" he an