Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1899-06-17
. Y Jove! What a beauty.
. who is this, old MANI" The
. sneaker stood in an admirlng

SDCdhNA oNObh III an lNllll IL lily
attitude before the picture of a young
girl, while the one questioned answer
ed briefly: MY sister"
80, | say, Paul, that won't do We
don't put our sisters pictures in
frames like that"
Don't we? Well, do. O, hang it,
Burt, don't you see that I'm busy. l
can't work while your tongue is wag-
cling. Get out of here now, and If you
won't show your face here again to-
! day you shall spend the month Of July
with me at my home, and then you
shall Judge for yourself whether that
frame is too good for my sisters pic
ture," and Paul Reynolds gave his
chum a good-natured push toward the
! door.
do you mean that? Hurrah. Why,
that would be worth lifetime Danish
ment-no offense to you, old fellow"
and Burton Smith mildly expressed his
delight by turning somersaults across
the room, walking back on his hands,
then, bringing his feet to the floor, he
shot upwards and, catching hold of a
bar above his head, he drew himself
up and whirled around the bar with
! the proficiency of an acrobat, dropping
to the floor with a shout of overlooking
mirth.
Get out of this, you rattleheadw
| And, having him outside, Paul shut the
door in his face, and heard him go
downstairs at a breakneck pace which
brought the good old land!ady to the
door in alarm, expecting to find some
body at the bottom with broken neck.
"Sakes alive! That Mr.. Smith again.
she exclaimed.
Burton's walk home had tendency
to quiet his hilarity, but that face was
still before him, and after sitting in
deep thought for an hour he sprang up
with alacrity.
"In do it, by Jove! She can't feel
deeply offended, anyway, and I'll sign
only part of my name. Better for the
futures sake to be on the safe side.
There that'll do, think"
Belle Reynolds stood with an open
letter in her hand, and her eyes fash
ed angrily as she spoke her thoughts
aloud "Soft-headed idiot! Heard of
me through a friend, indeedI This
stranger"
Then something like the truth swept
through her mind and her fun-loving
mind reasserted itself, and, going to
her desk, she wrote:
Mr. Charles Burt-Your most extra
ordinary letter savors strongly Of the
Wedding Bells class, but you forgot to
state whether your motive was for
pleasure, pastime, or with a view to
matrlmony.' Whatever your object
may be, permit me to say that you are
guilty of gross impertinence. My friend,
Matilda Brindle, would call you sassy
"Are you aware, sir, of the risk you
incur by asking to correspond with a
spinster of the tender age of 81? Let
me enlighten you. | will honestly de-
scribe the picture which my mirror re-
fleets, and then, perhaps, you will con-
graduate yourself on having found a
! person so frank as myself. My red
dish-yellow hair, already thin on top,
| hangs in ringlets about my full-szed
ears, my freckled nose Is elevated by
nature to high degree, my teeth are
conspicuous by the absence of not q
few, and my greenlsh-gray eyes would
be my one redeeming feature If l were
not cross-eyed. am tall and command
| ing-mOst emphatically commanding.
| My joints are too large to allow my
wearing rings, SO don't send any. |
am a strong-minded woman, sir, so
think well before you further commit
| yourself. B. r."
When Burton Smith received this
hooking epistle he dove both hands
into his trousers pockets and stood gaz-
Ing at his feet with a most detected air.
No acrobatic performances now. O, no.
| No occasion for them. But as the humor
| of the whole affair struck him, he
| threw back his head and laughed-he
roared.
1.-THE little mink! Serves me right
! though. But how foolish she could
make fellow feel. Smith, you're an
ASST
The June days passed, the eagerly
anticipated vacation drew near, and at
last Paul Reynolds and Burton Smith
found themselves in the quaint old
town of Castone, where they were hap
| PLY welcomed.
At first Burton rather stood in awe
of beautiful Belle Reynolds. Her love
ly face and graceful figure won univer-
sal admiration, and her sweet DISPOSE
ton endeared her to all. Burton Smith
proved to be no exception. Their mu-
tual love for all kinds of outdoor
sports threw them together constantly.
and they became firm friends. Then as
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