The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1928-03-19

more'n I can see! can make q
better salve any day outa kerosene
and lard and turpentine. Reckon
you didn't get any car'mels for me!
Pearls all you think Of"
Got you half . pound OF
car'mels." Carson shouted laugh.
ing. "l'll drive the new girl around
back.
MAS got sharp tongue. but she
don't mean no HARM" Carson
chuckled. as he swung the car
around the house.
When It shivered to q stop be-
| tween the barns and the house. the
farmer lifted out Q few bundles
which had crowded Sally's feet.
then threw up the cover OF the
hatch in the rear of the car. reveal.
Ing more bundles. Carson was load.
ing her arms with parcels when he
saw a miracle wrought on her pale,
timid face.
Lord! You look pretty enough
to eat!" Glen Carson calculated.
but he saw then that she was not
even aware that he was speaking to
her.
In one OF the few books allowed
for Sunday reading In the orphan
age-a beautiful. thick book with
color-plate illustrations. its name.
Stories from the Bible" lettered
in glittering gold on . back OF
heavenly blue-Sally had found and
secretly worshiped the portrait OF
her ideal hero. It was a wildly col.
ored picture of David. forever fixed
In strong. beautiful grace. as he was
about to hurl the stone from his
slingshot to slay the giant. Goliath.
She had dreamed away many hours
Of her adolescence and early young
girlhood. the big book open on her
knee At the portrait Of the Biblical
hero. and 1t had not seemed like
sacrilege to adopt that sun
drenched, strong.limbed but slender
boy as tho personification OF her
hopes for romance.
And now he was striding toward
her-the very David OF "Stories
from the Bible" True. the sheep.
skin raiment Of the picture was ex.
changed for . blue shirt. open at
the throat, and for q pair OF cheap,
earth.soiled "jeans" trousers: but
the boy.man was the same. the
same! AS he strobe lightly, with
the ease Of an athlete or the light.
footedness Of Z god. the sun famed
In his curling. golden.brown hair.
He was tall. but not 30 tall a. Glenn
Carson. and there were power and
ease and youth in every motion OF
his beautiful body.
did you get the plow-share sharp.
ened. Mr.. Carson? I've been wait.
ing for 1t. but In the meantime I've
been tinkering with that little hand
cider press. We ought to do q good
business with It II we set up cider
stand on the state road. at the foot
OF the lane"
Joy deepened the sapphire OF
~esS SSSSp Vutv01CO 0IUuk tue
curves Of her soft little mouth. For
his voice was as she had dreamed
It would be-vibrant. clear, strong.
with thrill Of music IN It.
Sure ] got It sharpened. Dave"
Carson answered CURLY. "You
oughta get in another good hour
with the cultivator before dark. You
run along IN the back door there.
Sally. Mrs. Carson will b needing
you TO help her with supper"
The change IN Carson'S voice
startled her. msds her vince Why
was he angry With her-an0 With
David. whose GOLD 6ecked hasel eyoo
we're smiling at her. shyly. . C ~
were Z little ashamed OF Carson tor
not having introduced themf But.
oh. his name was Dovldl DAWN
Il had had q - David
To ~ Ceas1nss6,
'Cdrs0a's AaxoAtsr. neoyl, q ~
20 friendly. q sally learns = ~