The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1924-08-13

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a man who seldom guessed wrong. Zel
did not admit that she was allowing
her father to choose a husband To-
her, but the fact that her father con
Cured in the choice strengthened hel
In II. Transley had In him qualities
which would win not only wealth, but
distinction, and she would share In tn.
laurels. She told herself that It wal
a delightful outlook; that she was 9
very happy girl indeed-and won
dered why she was not happierE
Particularly she laid 1t upon herself
that she must now, finally, dismiss
Dennlson Grant from her mind. 1t was
absurd to suppose that she cared more
for Grant than she did for Transley
The two men were 80 different; 1t waa
impossible to make comparisons. They
occupied quite different spheres In her
regard. To be sure, Grant was a very
likeable man, but he was not eligible
as husband, and she could not marry
two, in any case. Zen entertained no
girlish decisions about there being
only one man In the world. On the
contrary, she was convinced that there
were very many men In the world, and,
among the better types, there was,
perhaps, not so much to choose be-
tween them. Grant would undoubted-
| ly be a good husband within his
means; so would Transley, and his
means were greater. The blue-prints
Of the new house In town had not been
without their effect. 1t was a differ
ent prospect from being a foreman's
wife on a ranch. Her father would
never hear of It, o..
So she busted herself with prepare
lions for the great event, and what
preparations they werel "Zen," her
father had said, "for once the lid II
of. Go the limit" She took him at
his word. There were many trips to
town, and activities about the old
ranch buildings such as they had never
known since Jessie Wilson came to
finish Y.D.'s up-brlnging, nor even
then. The good word spread through
out the foothill country and down over
the prairies. and many lazy cloud Of
dust lay along the November hillsides
as the women folk of neighboring
ranches came to pay their respects
and crafty their curiosity. Zen had
treasures to show which sent them
home with new standards Of extrava-
gance.
Y.D. had not thought he could be-
come so worked up over a simple mat
ter like wedding. Time had dulled
the edge Of memory, but even after
making allowances he could not recall
that his marriage to Jessie Wilson had
been such an event In his life as this.
1t did not at least reflect so much
glory upon him personally. He basked
In the reflected glow Of his daughters
beauty and popularity as happily as
the big cat lying on the sunny side Of
the bunk-house. He found all sorts OF
excuses for invading where his pres,
ence was little wanted while Zen's
finery was being displayed for admira-
tion. Y.D. always pretended that such |
invasions were quite accidental, and |
affected a fine Indifference to all this
"women's fuss an feathers" but his
affectations deceived at least none of
the older visitors.
AS the great day approached Y.D.'s
wife shot bomb-shell at him: "What
do you propose to wear for Zen's we'd
ding?" she demanded.
whats the matter with the suit
go to town in?"
"YD.,' said his wife, kindly, there
are certain little touches which you
overlook. Your town suit Is all right
FOR selling steers, although won't say
that 1t hasn't outlived its prime even
'or that. To attend Zen's wedding 1t
s-hardly the thing"
Its been a good suit" he protest
ID. 1T is
ut has. It is also venerable suit.
But really, Y.D., 1t will not do for this
occasion. You must get yourself new
iuit, and a white shirt"
what do 1 want with a white
hirt7'' m ~ a
at has to be-" his wife insisted.
You'll have to deck yourself out In
lew suit and white shirt and collar"
Y.D. stamped around the room, and
n a moment slipped out. "All fool
lonsense," he conf1ded to himself, on
lis way to the bunk-house. Its all
light for Zen to have good clothes
idn't tell her to go the limit ?-but
8 for me, t amt me that's gettin'
married., is It? Standin' up before all
hem COW punchers in white shirti"
he bitterness of such disgrace cut
he old rancher no less keenly than
he physical discomfort which he fore
asst for himself, yet he put his own
esires sufficiently to one side to buy
suit Of clothes, and white shirt and
ollar, when he was next In town.
1t must not be supposed that Y.D.
Omitted to the salesman that he per-
onally was descending to any such
arb.
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