The Bismarck tribune., 1934-06-26
~ ma CINDERELLA"
~ F>by Harold Bell WIiQht

an that she didn't never need no.
body's help"
Je6 Todd knew no more about it
than Pappy, but he was not at all
backward In giving out the infor-
nation that from now on he, JEFF
Todd, was the boss Of the Haskell
place, and that he 'aimed" to run
things to suit himself.
Uncle Jimmie Cartwright
summed up the many and various
conjectures with the philosophical
remark that "when everybody
knowed 20 dad-burned many differ
ent things about anything, hit war
certain sure that nobody didn't
know nothin'. Mebbe AIMS goin'
away war on account Of young Herb.
Mebbe that thar Jedge Shannon did
have somethin' to do with hit. Meb-
be hit war that young artist wom-
ans doin's. Mebbe Ann had rot
word from some friends in the gov
ernment that somethin' war about
to happen. Whatever hit war that
sent her packin' so all-of-a-sudden,
you could count on Ann Haskell hav-
In her reasons. As fer her not
tellin' anybody, Ann hadn't never
been given to talkin' much or askin'
folks permission to do what she
wanted" It was Uncle Jimmie's
opinion, too, that folks had best to
be Z little careful with their talk.
Ann might come back Jest Is sud-
den as she went, an some Of the
things what war bein' said miRhtn't
sound 50 good i she war to hear
The crops which had been ~laid
by" when Ann Haskell and John Her
bert and Nance went to the city
were now ripening to the harvest.
The rows Of tender green blades
which Diane had sketched from the
hillside below the Haskell place were
now close standing ranks Of tall and
sturdy veterans. Their uniforms Of
green were tinged with russell by
wind and rain and sun. They bore
their weight Of grain with the sure
strength Of the seasons growth.
Their faded yellow plumes lifted
proudly % II they were conscious
Of their worth. Ready for the final
fulflllment Of their promise, the
fields waited In the indian summer
sunshine for the 9atherers. Here
and there leafy banners Of yellow
and orange and red and gold showed
against the green Of the forest mass.
Over the forest sea the blue au-
tumn haze lay like . veil Of shim-
mering gauze. The air, for all its
dreamy stiffness, had . wine-like
tang which suggested frost. Every
where the woodland creatures were
busily gathering their stores
against the coming winter. Wilder
ness Lodge WAS vacant. Striped
chipmunlks chased one another over
the Wide veranda. Quail and Wild
turkey invaded the premises with
out fear. On the road betwsen the
Haskell place and the Lodge, *
eept tor the occasional passing Of
Uncle Jimmie and Ahab. the fallen
leaves lay undisturbed.
Uncle Jimmie and Aunt Josie
spoke o3ten Of Diane these days.
wishing that she were there to SEQ
the colors that were every day
growing more gorgeous on the
monnta taln-sides above Shady Greek.
along the fence rows. and IN the
bushy pastures.
They spoke Of John Hsrbert, too,
and 1oWed hit war Q plum shame
that Ann Haskel's boy an the ertist
girl couldn't q made . 20 Of hit.s
They. would have, sure,s Aunt
Josie said. III only they could e
been lett alone 20 manage fer them-
se'ves. Hit war plain 'nough 70 -
what they war both a-wantin'."
~Looks like hit war plum ag'in m
ture fer that thar Ann Haskell 70
let anybody manage anything. She's
the all-firedest, doggondest, manae.
in'est female woman anybody ever
L WAS the shrswd little old noun.
taineer's opinion, too, that Ann
war certain sure a-6xins to rive
them Lodge folks seven particulsr
kinds Of hts when whatever hit
war happened to make her liRht out
like she did with Herb an Nance 60
sudden an unbeknown TO anybody
Not that ehe knpwed ANYTHING fer
suro,N Uncle Jimmie was alWavs
careful 70 explain. aBut ! body iest
natchally couldn't hep llRecrins
things out that : WY 4 o s. Gevd.
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