The Forrest City times., 1891-09-18
She had scarcely passed the door.

| VAO PdIlOI WltH oOIu0 remark upon her lips. Simon was backed up into the far. ther corner of the room, and he looked as he might have done if he had just
 murdered his grandmother. His eyes bulged out till they fairly hung down,
 while his mortified hair resembled .
 brush broom.
 Jennie saw that he was scared out of his five senses, but he was so dread | fully bashful that that was nothing new. So she never thought of any, thing unusual being the matter-but there was.
 Let me help you on with your coat" she said. as she came forward | with it in her hands.
 No! no! no!' cried Simon in tone of horror. Il can put it on alone just as well, thank you. Throw it here. " And he wedged his back into the cor ner as if he meant to squeeze through the partition.
 Oh, but you really must allow me to assist you, the roguish Jennie in- sisted, for she couldn't refrain from teasing the diffident youth just 8 little. It must be hard work for you to put on this heavy garment all alone" No! no! can do it by myself just as well-and better too like to put it on alone; indeed, I do. Pm quite fond of it. l often take it off and put it on again for an hour at time. its such fun, v cried Simon, in a tone of frantic appeal
 'I could not think of being so impo- lite as not to help you" persisted Jen- nie, with another mischievous smile, and again she started for him.
 'Keep off! don't come near me. I
 live got the smallpox coming on," blurted out the tortured Simon in a voice that was almost shriek of agony.
 'l think by the looks of your face it is nothing worse than scarlet fever.n laughed Jennie and she came on in hot pursuit
 Slime backed clear around the table three times, and then she caught up with him. Still determined to give him lift with his coat whether he was willing or not she took it by the collar and made a movement to go be- hind him. He felt that he must avoid disclosures, at all hazards. and cast an agonized glance over his shoulder. The hall door was standing open like haven of refuge. He rushed through 1t crab-fashion, like whirlwind. got the outside door open. and when Jen- n1e reached 1t he was just backing be- hind the front-yard hedge with his vertical locks vibrating in the evening breezes.
 Come here and get your coat aud hat you foolish boy" she called. when she saw that he really intended to leave the premises.
 "N-no, thank your spluttered Slime. Il never wear them going home any way. You can have them and welcome Goodnight, and he wheel ed around and darted down the road like madman. with flag of distress flying at half-mast.
 Well of all thingsr ejsculated the astonished Jennie Has tho fel- low gone crazy? l always knew that he was bashful, but this beats every thing. The idea of giving me hls clothes! What does he think can do with themP' And she indignantly slammed the door and retired.
 But when she went into the parior the next morning to dust the furniture the mystery was explained somewhat Almost the first thing she saw WAS that re-varnished dining-chair. but the entire bottom of it was now up- holstered in checked worsted of pre- cisely the same pattern as Simon's Sunday pants. As she gazed upon that mute token of strong attach ment, Jennie was immediately able to account for her visitor eccentric con- duct the night before My gentle reader, are youp-Chicago Sun.