White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1927-12-16
CHAPTER III

1t was at the heavy noon meal Of
the next day that Nicely for the first
time heard Mr.. Schwenckton break
his own rule against complaining at
the table. Zach, Aunt Rosy, these
here flies is scmepin awful Susie she
keeps. And this here's October yet!
My first wife, neither, she didn't have
no flies. Leastways not in October
yet! Why do you so leave the flies
in? Couldn't you manage with less
flies?"
"It amt my fault that there's flies.
It's that there fat farmland of yourn
that gives flies in fur me, still; fur
when he goes out the door, he's so
fat he can't get out quick and that
lets the flies in"
"You're always got a good excuse,
amt, Aunt Rosy?"
"But 1 don't see, Mister, why you
ever got such fat Farmland that he
gives flies in fur me and that he's too
fat to set in your car and drive 1t for
you. DIG dlNSllCu luC SOuNCl oulAOh
from flies.
Eyes, it is some onhandy that me
and Absalom's both too big to drive
our car easy. U.s." smiled the farmer,
who liked his little joke, 1--WE gotta
set in the back seat and have such a
chiffonneer! But, Aunt Rosy, blamin'
~Absalom for these here flies-no.
That's goin' too far. / don't give you
right. You better get after these here
flies"
"Did Absalcm tell you," Aunt Rosy
automatically interrupted, "whO his
comp'ny Is that's wisitin' at their
placer"
This question proved effective in
diverting attention from the flies.
"Why, no, he didn't speak nothin'
to me that they had comp'ny wisitin'
'em," said Mr.. Schwenckton. 'What
makes you conceit that?-that they
have comp'ny"
II seen a strange shirt on their
wash-line this morning that I rex
onized wasn't Absalom's. l didn't get
time to run down and asst Missus
whose the strange shirt was-what
with all 1 had to do and Lizzie not
helpin' any," she whined in tone of
deep injury. But this after, mebby,
I'll get time to run down."
"That's funny, too, again-that they
got strange shirt hangin' out
and Absalom not sayin' nothin' to
me about compny," remarked Mr..
Schwenckton refectively.
"But couldn't the Strange shirt be
new one of Absalom's?" Nicely
asked.
mo, it amt Absalom's size or
color," Aunt Rosy pointed out.
'Do you know" said Mr.. Schwenck-
ton thoughtfully, what 1 suspicion
| about that there strange shirt? 1 sus-
picion they're got boarder at Alb
salom's, like us. l guess Marvin
Creighton's boardin' with 'em since
his Pop turned him out! For, you
see, this here townships very handy
in the center of all the schools he has
to visit. Yes, bet you that's whose
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Creighton's! So then, Nicely" he Joe.
ularly added, you better watch your
step, with the school superintendent
livin' right handy here in sight Q.
us! On our own farm yeti"
Nicely stared blankly for moment
without comment ;; then, pulling her
self together, dropped her eyes to he
plate.
AS Nicely remained silent, Aun
Rosy prodded her for an expression O
her sensations at the great news.
II suppose" Nicely at last becam
articulate, my teaching, when he be
holds it, will give him shock! It.
not" she sighed, according to rule
1 don't know the rules! 1 don't know
anything about teaching! 1 do hav
some ideas of my own, though"
The sudden realization that sh
was talking to one of the schoo
trustees brought her to with a jolt.
(TO BE CONTINUED)