White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-01-07

He's so confident. He ought to keep
it. He'll go on down to Cincinnati
or up to Pittsburgh, I'm sure, hear
ing Shellenberger talk of the world.
Shellenberger. He owes me for his
board. He'll never offer to pay it.
He owes Daddy a thousand dollars
on note and payment on the
place. Jesse says it ought to have
been mortgage instead of note
because it's hard to collect q note.
I don't know. Neither did Jesse
last fall. Jesse says he'll look after
all that now. He says there is
enough money for me to have twelve
hundred dollars when I go with
Reuben. Is that an awful lot of
money? And Reuben had some
saved. Maybe it would be enough
to buy the orchard so we could
start off in our own place. Reuben
will be surprised. What did they
use to call it? A dowry? Reuben,
bring dowry of twelve hundred
dollars cash and a chest of linen,
made on the loom in Wolfpen.
Mother had chest, too, but no
money. Onlyshe was beautiful girl,
more than 1 am. I reckon if Shell
lenberger gets his other debts paid
it won't hurt me any to give him
his victuals and his bed. Even if he
did want two sheets all the time.
1.-THE house looks so little down
there in the trees, but it appears
happy again, like it understood it
was about to start all over again
with Jasper and Jane Burden. Saul
and Louverna, then Barton and
Nina, then Tivis and Adah, then
Sparrell and Julia, and now Jasper
and Jane, the people ending but the
house going on and the things in
1T. Jane is good girl. She's been
at town right smart but she is
good girl. She can't weave as we'll
as Mother or me, but maybe she'll
learn better. And she won't have
the garden Mother made, with ev-
cry clod out no bigger than a rob-
ms egg, and the flowers all around
the fence. But she can do all right
and don't begrudge her the place
-much-only I'm right glad I'm 60
ing down to cottage in an orchard
looking over two rivers and three
states to live with Reuben. I'd rath-
er be away and let Jane and JAS
per have it the way they want it.
| She'll want things changed some,
and right she should, but I would
not want anything different from
the way Mother left it. And JAS
per will ask her about things and
not me. 1t is the custom and Gus.
tom is a good thing. Mother COM
ing up here, me going down there.
guess it is about the same, al
ways new things for a body to get
used to-. reckon it's life"
In series of pictures and with
few words formed she let her mind
play over the things that touched
her life. Sitting there on the rocks,
high above the valley, each noun
tain ridge shouldering it's blue
green mist above the one before it,
stretching on into the purple fusion
with the sky on the horizon. The
graves on Cranesnest Shelf were
wrapped in peace. The mill was
idle and the abandoned wheel at
rest. Behind her in Dry Greek she
heard the shouts Of the men. She
had not for long time looked into
that hollow. Now she felt released
from it and detached. She would
turn and confront it from this high
place. She arose from the ledge and
climbed across the back Of the Pin
nacle. The brown pine needles were
thick on the thin soil under the
clump Of trees. Emerging, she stood
on the jagged rock on the west, the
sun in her face, and looked down
into Dry Greek.
1t was changed place. The
mountainsides were desolate and al