The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1926-09-16

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parlor, will you. Lizziei"
) Sure said Lizzie. good-natui
/. edly. Lydia sat opposite her fathe
and poured tea. The ancient mai
OF all work sat beside Patience ant
dispensed the currant sauce an
the cake.
The baby was half asleep before
The meal was ended. "She didn'
hnish her nap this afternoon" sait
Lydia. I'll take her up to bee
now and finish my cake after
ward"
The little sisters slept together
IN a slan~t~ceilinged bedroom. Here
again was dust and disorder, the
Hoor covered with clothing and
toss, the bed unmade, the old-fash-
fone1 mahogany bureau piled high
with books. brushes, and sOiled
teacups that had held the baby's
milk.
There was still light enough to
see by. Lydia stood Patience on
the bed and got her into her night
dress after gently persuading the
baby to let her fasten the balloon
TO the foot of the bed. Then she
carried her to the little rocker by
the window and with a look that
was the very essence Of mother
mood began to rock the two-year-
old to sleep. Presently there float
ed down TO Amos, smoking his pipe
on the front step, Lydia's childish,
throaty contralto:
I've reached the land OF corr and
wine
With all It's riches surely mine;
reached that beauteous shining
shore,
MY heaven, my home, forevermore.
The GOODNESS of the August wind
touched Amos face, "Ohi Pa
Patience" he murmured.
Lydia sat for a moment or two
with the sleeping baby In her arms,
looking down on her with a curious
gentle intentness. Then she rose
carefully. and as carefully depos-
tied little Patience on the bed. This
done, she united the balloon and
it out with her to the little
.anding. There was a window here
INTO which the August moon was
beginning TO shine. Lydia sat down
With the balloon and felt of 1t care
Aren't balloons the most won
ierful things, almost as wonderful
IS bubbles" she murmured. II
owe the smell Of them. Think what
hey can do, how they can float.
'etter than birdsl How you want
0 squeeze them but you don't dastl
d rather have gone to the circus
han to heaven"
In q moment she heard steps and
reetings and her father leading
is friend into the house. Then
he slipped down the stairs and
ito the night. A dozen times she
up and down the yard, the bal
ION like a fettered bird Juggling at
er wrist.
Il love 1t as much as little Pa
ence does she murmured. ooh.
wish it was mine"
Finally, she ran out of the gate
nd up the street to the one fine
Ouse of which the street boosted.
he stole up to the door and '
lstened the string of the balloon 7
the door bell, gave the bell a {
irk and fed.
well, 7 haven't anything pleas
1t at all TO look forward to now" s'
le thought. 1.-THE circus parade is d.
Ter and I've returned the balloon. ii
ee, yes, there is tool / didn't eat
V cake yeti"
She turned up the lamp In the =
tchen and foraged in the cake Ok
X, bringing ont the cake Lizzie in
I'd saved for her. With this In ct
hand she entered the dining
ON. An extraordinarily long, al
in man was stretched out in one sc
mchair, Amos in the other. h;
"YOu ought to sit in the parlor, e,
d." said Lydia. reproachfully. :.
TITS too stuffy." said Amos. se
ooh, hello, Young Lydia!" said
e tall man. Come here and let Al
look at you"
Levine drew the child to his knee. =,
e looked with a clear affection
2 gaze on his thin smooth-shaven
&c, and into his tired black eyes. of
do you always say young di
asked the child. vo
That's what | want to know,
J." agreed Amos.
Because, by heck! she's so I'M
1ng to be such an old lady" He as
Oothed the short curly hair with "a
gesture that was indescribably
1tle. II tell you what, young
dia, if you were ten years older he
d | We're ten years younger" to
lydia leaned against his knee
1 took a large bite of cake. ste
ou'd take me travelling, wouldn't
l. Mr.. Levine?" she said, com BIZ
You bet I would, and you should KIN
your hearts desire. whatever
t might be. If any one deserves IL
you do, young LYDIA"
nodded and Lydia looked
them both with a sort of puz-
d content as she munched her
-e.
I brought a newly illustrated
" of Tom Sawyer for you to
, Lydia" said Levine. keep gre
IS long as yOu want to. It's over
the couch there" pie
.ydia threw herself headlong on goi
book and the two men returned
the conversation she had inter-
ted. ME
My loan from Marshall comes
In January" said Amos. my tor