Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1891-09-10

length, as an idea crept through the
opacity Of his skull, ''it's that sneak of a
Denis that's been pitching boky ovel
the wall at Susan. Oh, the rapscallion
III crack every bone in his skin if he
don't moind. I'll break him up entirely
if ever l git a good grip on the back Of
his collar"
Mark, whose night had been broken
and feverish, had come into the garden
TO get breath of early morning air, and
was now bending over curious horned
slug on the path before him, but within
earshot of Larry's mutterings.
"What is it now, O'Rafferty?" said he,
Strengthening himself and knitting his
thick eyebrows with severe, judicial
aspect
''Some more of them shines to disturb
the peace and quiet of the family, sir.
A throwin' of bokys over the wall to in
suit US, sir; that's what they be at" and
larry held out the offending roses. at
hit me a square lick on the crown, that
It did, sir"
"It's shameful, Larry, shameful to be
thus annoyed by those people. But give
me the flowers, and mind you don't say
anything about this thing in the kitchen.
shall know how to deal with them"
Mark from the first had felt flutter-
Tag of the heart. The white roses bound
with blue ribbon-Kitty's colors-were
Of course for him; could be for no other;
out his face still maintained its severe,
scowling expression He slipped back
INTO the house with his treasure, and
larry went on doggedly picking straw
berries for breakfast, but the thought of
the impudence of that Jack on the other
tide of the wall, who had dared to raise
ms eyes to Susan, burned like live coal
IN his bosom.
AS soon as his task was finished there
fore, he went carefully about the place
gathering in neglected corners all tie
nettles, brambles, burdocks and thistles
ne could find These he tied up into an
Immense bundle with bit of rope and
threw over the wall into the Childers
hack yard as return for the tender
token dispatched to his Susan by The
PANE route AS it happened this large
bale of weeds came near hitting Mr..
Tom Childers, who stood near the wall
exercising his mastiff in the art of
speaking for pieces of meat which he
threw into his gaping jaws, on the
shoulder.
Tom uttered some bad words, cT-;,.l
cut to his imaginary assailant to c3"''
on and have it out with him then a.!
there, climbed the ladder and peCgc,;
over the wall, but seeing no one in ;..e
Spoffords garden, got down again aad
carried the big bunch of nettles AMI
thistles into the dining room where iis
father was taking an early breaGf,:=t
Kitty was there pouring his COFFEE ,-'
usual, and looked as good and innocent
IS the new laid egg upon his plate.
''See here, sir" said Tom, Juggling the
treat bundle of weeds, "this has ju-y
come over from the other side of IT,.
wall-the last compliment from tho
people"
Old Mr.. Childers stared hard, grew
very red in the face, and began to pound
Oh the table. "By JupiterT he bawlr:i
''Pll take that in to Grundy. He sail !.e
must have evidence ocular demunstrat.o:
yes, those were his very words-of Tie
blanked malignity of that family, AMI
he shall have it. Do the thing up, Tom
il parcel, and I'll carry it in town -
self. The thing shall appear in crHrt
OF Justice, sir will spend every crlsl
have in the world rather than lei t:.is
tning go UNPUBLISHED. Grundy is trying
f, persuade me not to prosecute for
.-3-ious disturbance of the peace. |
lyr what he will say when he sees
violence am going to produce -
the mysterious, threatening mote
mis- fresh insult heaped upon onr
-"
rv,n brought paper and Irvine. ;:,ri
getting down on his hands and XII
strove to compress Larry's ''bofy" ii.;"
decent dimensions. Kitty, who had J@'s
watching her truculent brother a. :,
pulled away at the task, broke into
convulsive little laugh.