The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1894-07-28

years to lick themselves got book
at home all about Napoleon. He wasas
tough cuss." II
The professor did not feel called upon
to defend the character of Napoleon,.
and so silence once more descended
upon them. Bartlett seemed q good
deal disturbed by the news he had just
heard of thesrevolution, and he growled
to. himself, while the horses suffered
more than usual from the whip and tho
hauling back that invariably followed
the stroke. Yates was some distance
ahead, and swinging along at a great
rate, when the horses, apparently Of
their own accord, turned in at an, OPEN
gateway and proceeded in their usual
leisurely fashion towards large barn!
mast a comfortable frame house with q
wide veranda in front.
"This is my place. said Bartlett,ts
shortly.
81 wish you had told me few min
utes ago." replied the professor, spring
ing off, $50 that might have called to
my friend" go,
'I'm not frettin' about him. said
Bartlett, throwing the reins to young
man who came out of the house.
Remark ran to the road and shout,
ed loudly to the distant Yates. Yates
apparently did not hear him, but some-
thing about the next house attracted
the pedestrians attention, and after
standing for moment and gazing to-
wards the west he looked around and
saw the professor reckoning to hip-
When the two men met, Yates said:
$50 we have arrived, have we? say,
Silly, she lives in the next house. Il
saw the buggy in the yard
''She? Who?''
"Why, that good-looking girl we
passed on the road. I'm going to buy
our supplies at that house, Silly, if you
have no objections. BY the way, how.
is my old friend 1922"
"He doesn't seem to harb Dor any harsh
feelings. In fact, he was more troubled
about the revolution than about the
blow you gave him"
News to him, Ell? Well, I'm glad I
knocked something into his head" 7
"You certa;cly did it most unscien-
tifcally."
GLOW do you mean-unscientidc
GIN the delivery Of the blow. new:
er saw more awkwardly- delivered
.undercut."
Yates looked at his friend in. aston,
ishment. How should this calm, learned.
man know anything about undercuts or
science in blows?
''Well, you must admit ! got there .
just the same"
eyes, by brute force. A ,sledge-
hammer would have done as we'll. But
you had such an opportunity to do it,:
neatly and deftly without any display
of surplus energy, that I regretted to
see such an opening thrown away" :.
"Heavens anG earth, Silly, this is
the professor ip new light. What do
you teach in Toronto university, any
how? The noble art of self defense?"
! ''Not exactly; but if you intend to go
through Canada in this belligerent
manner think it would be worth your
while to take few hints from me-"
| "With striking examples, suppose.
BY Jove, will, Silly"
As the two came to the house they
found Bartlett sitting in wooden
rocking-chair On the veranda, looking
grimly down the road.
/. "What an old tyrant that man must
be in his horne!'' said Yates. There
was no time for the professor to re-
ply before they came within earshot.
'"The old woman's setting out sup
per- said the farmer gruhay, that
piece of information being apparently
as near as he could get towards invit-
ing them to share his hospitality.
Yates didn't know whether. it was
meant for an invitation or not, but he
answered, shortly:
''Thanks, we won't stay"
''speak fur yourself, please" snarled
Bartlett.
"Of course go with my friend, = said
Remark; ''but we are obliged for tho
imitation
"Please yourselves.
"What's that?' cried CHEEKY voice
from the inside of the house, as
stout, rosy and very good-natured.
looking woman appeared at the front
door, Wont stay? Who won't stay?
I'd like to see anybody leave my house
hungry when there's meal on the Ia,
BILE, And, young men, if you can get a
better meal anywhere on the Ridge
than what I'll give you, why, you're
welcome to go there next time, but
this meal you'll have here, inside of
ten minutes. Hiram, that's your fault.
You always invite person to dinner as
If you wanted to wrastle with HIM"
Hiram gave guilty start and looked
with something of mute appeal at tho
two men, but said nothing.
''Never mind him." continued Mrs.
Bartlett. You're at my house; and,
whatever my neighbors may say ag'in,
me, I never heard anybody complain o.
the lack of good victuals while was
able to do the cooking. Come right In;
and wash yourselves, for the road be-
tween here and the fort is dusty
enough, even if Hiram never was taken
up for fast driving. Besides, a wash is
refreshing after a hot day"
There was no denying the cordiality
Of the invitation, and Yates, whose
natural gallantry was at once aroused,
responded with the readiness of cour-