The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-01-25

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Hedges came over and talked a lot
to mother about calf love- l was
listening to it all at the top Of
the stairs. And somehow I got as.
sociating Sam, in my mind, with
calves-you know the big, moony
eyes he had and that nobody-home
expression. Loves young dream
persisted on the spot.
Bugs Plymton was the kid that
kissed me first-the one that made
me cry. We we're making fudge
in the kitchen n day don't
believe kids make fudge any more,
do they? l suppose it's too
hunky-I burned my finger test
ing the stuff and put it under the
cold water faucet to take the burn
out.
"And there l was, at the sink.
when the romantic Bugs kissed me
! square on the mouth. And If
you'll believe it, I CRIED. Honest
did. Remember how I used to
read The Little Colonel books?
Well, I'd resolved, like Lloyd, to
keep my lips for the man I'd
marry. And the wretched Bugs
had spoiled it all.-Tad, when l
stop to think about it, l was a very
good little girl, wasn't II"
you bet you were good, Sis.
Kids were in those days, though.
Times have changed" Tad sigh
ed like a grandfather.
"Valerie's something like you
were," he continued brightly.
"You see, she's never been around
much. Honest, Sis, she's innocent
as a baby. It's-wonderful. She
-she-gosh, Sybil, she sort of
fr%ightens me. She's such an an
gel, You can't imagine what it's
like for a man to have a girl like
that willing to marry him. 1 don't
deserve it, Sybil. I'm not worthy
of her. Not fit to tie her shoe
strings"
"Girls don't wear shoe strings,
Taddy. And every idiot in love
talks like that. Adam felt the
same way about Eve. And then
the girl fell for a snake"
Sybil yawned luxuriously. "YOu
make me tired" she observed.
But that night she prayed for
the first time in years. Not ORTIZ
odox prayers at all.
"God," she remarked, on her
knees, in conversational strain, 81
don't take much stock in praying.
I sort of think that supplicating
is an awful waste of time. I'm
not even sure if I believe in You,
God. But if I'm all wrong, You'll
understand, because, of course, if
You ARE God, You know how it is.
"But if you DO answer prayers
and care a bit about us, down be-
Iow-please God, do anything You
want to me, but DON'T let Valerie
go back on Tad. 1t would kill
him, God, if that girls not as good
she looks. Please, PLEASE, keep
Valerie all right for Tad"
Then simply, in the fashion of
her childhood, she recited prayers
that she remembered:
'There are four corners in my bed,
Four angels round my head,
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
God bless the bed that l lie on"
And another that began:
Jesus, Tender Shepherd, hear
me. Bless Thy little lamb
tonight. Through the
darkness be Thou near me.
Keep me safe till morning light"
Then, with her head on her out
stretched arms, she whispered,
Now lay me down to Sleep"
and, when she had finished her
ayes were wet with tears.
ooh, God" she begged, "give
ne Faith. Please, please! I want
o believe. Oh, touch my heart,
md fill my soul with understand !
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From the beginning Sybil had !
Ter doubts, carefully suppressed, !
bout Valerie. She had certain l
convictions of her own, less com
,limentary than Tad in his inno- \
.ence imagined. \
81 don't trust these baby dolls" /
he told herself grimly. "She's Z
lot so simple as she looks-that {
i'd. Them when a model like that T
,ets started the sky's the limit.
You can't say a girls an angel, ]
ecause she's never had a chance +
be a devil. Valerie's one of F
hose born vamps, or I'm cuckoo. F
But just let her try G
lussing up Tad's life-and I'll fix Y
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Mrs. Thorne was embroidering {
mems and sewing fine lace on c
men undertakings. N
I'D love to be doing this for n
GU, Sybil," she remarked fire. n
uently, and said it so wistfully n
nat Sybil felt positively guilty. G
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There was to be a large we'd =
ing. Valerie's letters were full =
f glowing plans. "Sybil =
ear, would you just as soon wear -
anne? I want all my bridesmaids -
be in different colors. Rainbow a
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